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    Clutching a broken crown of fire - O; 'Death' and transformation
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    01-07-2021, 09:22 PM
    MEDUSA, THE FIRESTARTER
    Her body ached as she pushed past the house she called home, pawprints scorched into the stone. With each breath came pain, with each pain came a silent laugh from her decaying mind. Finally at the breaking point. Shut up. To think, all it took was the death of your son to cause it! Shut up. I feel sorry for you, having to deal with me, but then again, It's Xhocoatl's fault. He killed me, after all.

    "SHUT UP!" Her scream echoed throughout the forest, where she found herself at a small clearing. The heat became a stabbing pain in her chest and she fell. Stheno laughed in her ears, her mind, as it kept breaking. That fire grew higher and higher, brighter and brighter. The devil reached out to the fire with her bloodstained paws and that fire grew red.

    Limbs stretched and contorted, fur and skin and scales falling away as though nothing. Body lengthened, face became more of a cat's own, gold and silver eyes becoming a striking blue. Fire warped around her body, leaving a new, powerful form. Leopard fur and Burmese python scales covered her new, larger body. Patches of white fur and scales flickered into form and she appeared to had grown in height and length, 3 feet tall and around 13 feet long including her tail. Cat-like face blinked, scaled jaw parting in a yawn, revealing a nasty combination of Snake and leopard teeth, new ears pinned back.

    Her mind felt fresh, renewed. No laughter, no devil speaking in her head. Only her and her thoughts. Muddied memories of this place flooded in, paired with a familiar scent. Where was she? Her head turned to the back of the house. House? Yes, a house. What was her name again?

    "Medusa. My.. my name is Medusa.." But where was she? Did she know these lands? Did she know the people who lived here?

    "is this home..?" Her deep yet melodic voice rasped into the air, musical yet confused. She rounded the side of the house, eyeing the scorch marks. "Home? But.." She stared toward the beach, a familiar but unrecognizable pain in her heart. She blinked and looked down. "Home..?"

    brief summary - a few hours after Sorbet's death, Medusa's mental stability rapidly declines while a sharp pain and heat rapidly increases to the point she feels as though she will die. Instead of death, her body is transformed into a Pied Burmese Python and Pied leopard hybrid. She is confused and disoriented, not quite sure where she is. She might attack whoever tries to confront her.
    I'VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR AN ANSWER BUT I AIN'T FOUND ONE,
    I'VE BEEN KNOWN TO TEAR SHIT UP AND GO OFF LIKE A GUN!
    — Reggan
    " THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " —————————————————  ˊˎ˗
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    Clutching a broken crown of fire - O; 'Death' and transformation - by SirDio - 01-07-2021, 09:22 PM
    Re: Clutching a broken crown of fire - O; 'Death' and transformation - by RHINESTONE. - 01-11-2021, 12:29 AM
    Re: Clutching a broken crown of fire - O; 'Death' and transformation - by SirDio - 01-11-2021, 12:43 AM
    Re: Clutching a broken crown of fire - O; 'Death' and transformation - by SirDio - 01-11-2021, 08:12 AM

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