redescribe your fires - o, form change

[fulzanin]

I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME

ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - regent - hot shot

Aslisk hadn't realized how much she needed arms until she didn't have them. Back home, if her arms were ever sliced off they would regenerate in a few seconds time. It was a brief annoyance. She never had to get used to walking around without having her arms and paws to hold things in. She could grab and wield a blade in a way that she deemed to be incredibly skilled. In truth it was far from that, the truth. She was a weak fighter. She was out ranged and out classed by everyone she lived with. She was weak, a joke. It was fine, her days of killing were mostly behind her. Briefly having to beat someone had still been an occurrence back home, and often her own tail would be handed to her. Her mind flickered to one instance in particular, time and time again. Of striking back against a man who had forcibly kissed her. It was a memory of being frozen solid and feeling tainted for being forced to kiss someone that was not her one and only. Then he had the audacity to call her breath rancid and shoved a breath mint down her throat. When she'd retaliated, she'd been punted into a trash can and laughed at. Then she'd been dragged outside by the tail, breaking on the inside, mind sputtering. She hadn't fought back, embarrassed and enraged and weakened from the churning feeling in her gut and the sleeping powder that he'd flung at her face. It had left her disoriented and embarrassed and reminded her again of how much she needed to learn about fighting.

Waking up in the morning and trying to stretch her wings only to be met with failure was not on her itinerary. Her shoulders rolled, but there was no familiar noise of wings curling and turning. Aslisk's head raised, immediately aware of how she felt far more heavy than she had upon falling asleep. Her mouth opened and closed a few times. A longer snout. Swiftly she stumbled up into a stand, stumbling from the weight and change in central gravity that she was enduring. "What the hask?!" She shrieked. Her hands raised, and her red eyes were locked. Talons. She had weird hand-looking talons now. Not wings. She had arms again, which where coating in a thick coat of purple fur. Sharp green talons stuck from each finger, curled in a way that certainly meant having a deadly grip. Slowly she turned, trying to look at the rest of her body. No wings, Aslisk had already figured that out. It felt horrifically foreign to not have wings. It was a body part that, like her arms, she hardly ever had to do without. It felt like a big piece of her was missing. At the same time, having arms again was a relieving feeling. She twisted her head, taking in the sight of her tail. It was not as fluffy as the limb originally was, back in her original form, but it was far better than just being a purely scaly tail. Her green spikes were still there. The end of her tail felt horrifically heavy, and she had a hard time raising the limb off the ground. Aslisk couldn't see the rest of her body, though. She had no idea what she was currently. Certainly not normal; she didn't have wings nor was she ever this fluffy.

It led for her to come stomping out of her room. Not from fury, no, it was just getting used to the sudden weight change that made her steps far more jerky than the norm. Her tail dragged behind her, no longer coated in flames - such was likely a good thing. Due to it's weight, she likely would not have been able to lift it from the ground and keep herself from leaving a path of scorched floor behind her. Aslisk could only assume that it wouldn't go well with anyone here. Everyone was such a wimp when it came to fire! It wasn't like it was terribly destructive if used correctly. The wyvern managed to get down a few floors, leaning against one of the walls. "Does anyone have a mirror I could look into real quick? I can't tell what the hask happened to me, again, and I need to see." Her tones was as sharp a snarl as ever despite her request being.. bare. It didn't need such a threatening tone behind it, but the newly appointed regent decided that she might as well make up for her requiring aid by being as ferocious about asking as possible. Her eyes were squinted and pupils narrowed to a near slit. It was nearing morning, after all, and her eyes were already aching from the bare minimum of light that was present. Her head sharply swung, as if prepared to immediately pounce upon the first person that came her way to answer her question. Aslisk really did not like mirrors much. She didn't like looking at the scar across her face. It reminded her of the biggest and longest bout of unpleasantness in her life. A reminder of how she'd failed to protect someone that meant everything to her. To figure out what the hell she'd been turned into this time, though, she'd make the exception. All the fur was heavy, and Aslisk rested her weight against the wall a little more than she had previously.

TAGS 11/19/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Aslisk | asli, alisk
✧ physically easy, mentally medium | March 7
✧ cisgender | she/her
✧ halls of hiraeth | regent | hot shot

APPEARANCE.
✧ wyvern (ref.) | health: 100% | piyan_baby rock demon wyvern
— a short purple wyvern with a plethora of spikes covering her lanky tail. Her horns are a light pink and spikes a deep green, and her eyes are a blazing red. This wyvern’s wings are grey. She possesses blue feet which sharply turn into the purple of the rest of her body. A long, vibrant and yellow tongue allows for her to fish. Her tail ends in a two-parted segment, acting as a pseudo hand. Her upper teeth are longer and sharper, where her lower teeth are shorter and sturdier.
— blood is yellow and glows
— a long, diagonal scar across her face. somehow it does not impair her vision.
— covered in severe burn wounds

✧ sinotyrannus (ref.) | health: 100% | alternate body
— a 3 meter tall sinotyrannus kazuensis covered in a thick pelt of purple fur. Darker purple spots dot her pelt much like the spots of a cheetah. Her face is scaled and a lighter and paler purple in color, with her yellow scar cutting across her snout. She has long, pink horns sticking out from her head and curling back towards her face. Sharp teeth line her gums, longer in the front and firmer in the back. Her arms are stocky and have dark purple feathers lining the back, with each hand having three fingers. Her feet are blue, ending in green talons on each of her three toes. A fourth dewclaw hangs from the inside of her legs. A long tail is covered in spikes and ends in a seemingly harmless tuft of feathers, which is actually an incredibly dense smacking club.
— blood is yellow and glows
— a long, diagonal scar across her face. somehow it does not impair her vision
— incredibly great night vision

PERSONALITY.
✧ determined, outgoing, strong willed
✧ self-preserving, sly, devious
✧ temperamental, hissy, irritable

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ asulkio x unla | crafted from an infertile egg
✧ nul
✧ demiromantic bisexual | taken/not looking | asligo

INTERACTIONS.
✧ wyvern: physically easy | mentally medium | teleportation, invisibility, intangibility, fire elementals, shapeshifting
sinotyrannus: physically hard | mentally medium | teleportation, invisibility, intangibility, fire elementals, shapeshifting
✧ will start/end fights, easy provoke | will kill
✧ trained to kill swiftly, not to fight
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #9c6dc7 | mention [member=8864]Aslisk[/member] when attacking

MISC.
✧ Aslisk comes from a self made original concept, redrafted here for the purpose of character development!