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metalogs2024-01-30 02:30 pm
effiomsfavorite) wrote in metalogs2024-01-30 02:30 pm
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Welcome Back (For Given Values Thereof) | Closed
Who: Huvrye effiomsfavorite, Leo faceguy, Donnie purplexing, whoever else I discussed this with
What: Time to find out where the hell Huvrye has been these past few months! It's...not fun.
When: Mid-January
Where: Huvrye's and the turtles' shared apartment
Content Warnings: Captivity, human experimentation, and a little bit of murder to top it off. We have fun here.
The last thing Huvrye remembers clearly is fighting - a malformed Fantastic, a fake version of Leo's and Donnie's older brother, creatures pulling themselves together out of shadow and memory at the behest of a god.
The next thing he remembers is waking up strapped to a table. The older human standing over him registers surprise at him waking up and immediately starts talking. He's been watching over Huvrye for months (he's missing months of time), and the world has shifted (what?), and he's learned so much, and he has so many more experiments to run-
Huvrye's brain stutters and skips at that. He's been experimented on- he's been held prisoner and unconscious for months and he's been an experiment-
The straps holding him down give way easily as he sits up, tries to get off the table-
The human tries to stop him- tries to keep him captive- and Huvrye lashes out-
He'd forgotten how delicate humans can be, especially older ones.
The human falls and does not get back up again. Huvrye rises from the table in his stead.
It doesn't take him long to find the place where his personal effects (his phone, his enchanted disguise, his teleporter, his shirt) are being held. It takes him less time to trash the place and escape. The fire that catches as a result is a nice bonus.
(He probably shouldn't leave that fire burning. He is far past caring.)
He flies until the blind panic subsides; until he can find landmarks he recognizes; until he can make his way back to Central; until he can land half a mile away from Guild housing, duck into an alley to activate his disguise, and walk.
(He doesn't like religion, and he's pretty sure gods don't like him, but even he can admit that his being able to focus through the remnants of said panic long enough for his disguise to stay in place for the entire walk is a minor miracle.)
He makes it back to his apartment. He locks the door behind him. He lets his disguise drop. He- He-
He starts to shake.
There are a thousand things he should do, now that he knows how much time he's lost, how far the world has moved on without him-
But all he can do is stand in his entryway and tremble as his brain clicks and runs uselessly, waiting for the last of the panic to pass.
effiomsfavorite, Leo faceguy, Donnie purplexing, whoever else I discussed this withWhat: Time to find out where the hell Huvrye has been these past few months! It's...not fun.
When: Mid-January
Where: Huvrye's and the turtles' shared apartment
Content Warnings: Captivity, human experimentation, and a little bit of murder to top it off. We have fun here.
The last thing Huvrye remembers clearly is fighting - a malformed Fantastic, a fake version of Leo's and Donnie's older brother, creatures pulling themselves together out of shadow and memory at the behest of a god.
The next thing he remembers is waking up strapped to a table. The older human standing over him registers surprise at him waking up and immediately starts talking. He's been watching over Huvrye for months (he's missing months of time), and the world has shifted (what?), and he's learned so much, and he has so many more experiments to run-
Huvrye's brain stutters and skips at that. He's been experimented on- he's been held prisoner and unconscious for months and he's been an experiment-
The straps holding him down give way easily as he sits up, tries to get off the table-
The human tries to stop him- tries to keep him captive- and Huvrye lashes out-
He'd forgotten how delicate humans can be, especially older ones.
The human falls and does not get back up again. Huvrye rises from the table in his stead.
It doesn't take him long to find the place where his personal effects (his phone, his enchanted disguise, his teleporter, his shirt) are being held. It takes him less time to trash the place and escape. The fire that catches as a result is a nice bonus.
(He probably shouldn't leave that fire burning. He is far past caring.)
He flies until the blind panic subsides; until he can find landmarks he recognizes; until he can make his way back to Central; until he can land half a mile away from Guild housing, duck into an alley to activate his disguise, and walk.
(He doesn't like religion, and he's pretty sure gods don't like him, but even he can admit that his being able to focus through the remnants of said panic long enough for his disguise to stay in place for the entire walk is a minor miracle.)
He makes it back to his apartment. He locks the door behind him. He lets his disguise drop. He- He-
He starts to shake.
There are a thousand things he should do, now that he knows how much time he's lost, how far the world has moved on without him-
But all he can do is stand in his entryway and tremble as his brain clicks and runs uselessly, waiting for the last of the panic to pass.