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...Jasper?

He jumps and hugs Barnabas

#jasper yaps

[ A cloud of fog appears and a boy falls to the ground with a thump. He looks around, trying to figure out where he is. ]

@foggy-boy

Jasper looks wide eyed at the new arrival, then pokes him curiously.

Helloooo? How did you get in here?

#jasper yaps #tma rp

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Goodness, ah-

[ What can he give the boy? It wasn't like Sprout was there, if it was the plush wasn't visible in all the static and shifting form. He's... still wearing the 'friendship bracelet' Jasper had crafted him. No, too small. He was just going to have to go for it, it seems. Barnabas reaches out and- ]

[ Colours, twisting and writhing, and unearthly flesh that phases through his mind and slams into his senses and and fills every crevice and empty spot in his brain that morphs the fragile form that does not and should not ever have existed and- ]

Jasper's form pulses as Barnabas makes contact, splitting into fractals that swirl and crack around Barnabas. It is a nauseating, twisting hell for what feels like an eternity before Barnabas is roughly thrown into Jasper's domain. He cannot see Jasper, but faintly, faintly there is the sound of crying in the distance.

[ Barnabas has to lay on the ground for a while to reorient. Good god, that was certainly... ]

Jasper?

[ He calls out loudly ]

The crying stops for a moment, a few minutes of silence passing before it starts again, Jasper's little voice yelling from somewhere in the woodlands beyond the clearing.

Stop lying to me!! You are MY domain!!! Stop it stop it stop it!!!

[ Barnabas pauses, confused ]

Lying? What are you- where are you?

Jasper's sobs keep coming from the woodlands, his small, frantic voice pleading over and over.

No- stop it!! Stop it!! It hurts stop hurting me!!

[ Oh, oh no. The child was in danger. Barnabas tries to run towards its voice, but the domain has grown tricky to navigate. ]

Dammit, what good is being of the Spiral if I cannot even- JASPER? WHERE ARE YOU?

Just a little further from him, Barnabas hears in the smallest he'd ever heard Jasper's voice—

Dad..? No. No you can't trick me!! I scared Dad away same as Mama..

— And the crying starts again, pained sounds mixing with repetitive impact.

[ Oh god. Jasper thinks he's the monster. He hears in the direction of the noise while still talking ]

Whyever do you think you scared me? Listen to yourself! We still... I know you are not malicious, I doubt you could help whatever form you've taken.

[ When he's scared shitless and panicking, talking about things is the way to go! If the child ever found out he bad he is at Adulting he fears he may die of shame ]

Jasper eventually comes into Barnabas' view, sat with its back pressed against one of the many trees. Sprout has been thrown to the side, one of the toys arms torn off at the seam, and Jasper is hitting itself in the head again and again, repeating its words with its eyes squeezed shut.

Not dad. Not dad. Not dad!!! You're lying to me!!

I am not- Jasper!

[ Barnabas hurried to hold its head. ]

Goodness, at least calm down before you make such accusations!

Its eyes open at the contacts, big and wet with tears. It's voice shakes as it recognises Barnabas in front of it.

There is a nasty bruise on its forehead, as well as over its arms, a few cuts and scrapes too. It looks terrified and battered.

Dad..?

[ Barnabas practically slumps in relief. God, he's tired. ]

What in the Lord's name was that. You- Jasper- let us tend to your injuries first, I suppose... Do you think you are alright to leave this place or will that happen again?

Jasper begins to sob again, but this time it's not scared, no every cry is full of relief as Jasper scrambles to hug Barnabas.

Dad- Dad I'm so sorry- Thank you for getting me- I- I- Please can we go home Please?? You'll let me come home, won't you??

[ The impact of the hug makes him let out a small 'oof!' ]

Of course. Why would I not? Such silly questions, child.

[ He attempts a more paternal tone, like a grandmother from a play. The kid obviously needs it. ]

It sniffles and looks up to Barnabas with teary eyes, it's voice small and trembling.

please take me home, dad..

I, ah.. I can not leave this place? Jasper, if you could...

[ Well. He definitely could, but he's too tired to put in a large amount of effort on something that could be solved quickly. He pats Jasper's head in attempted reassurance. ]

Jasper nods, quickly grabbing Sprout and it's lost arm then hugging Barnabas tight, dragging them both out of the spiral until they sat on the hallway floor once again.

[ Barnabas watches Jasper for a moment to make sure the kid won't transform again but nothing seems amiss. He closes his eyes for a moment, then opens them again. ]

...Do you feel comfortable telling me what happened or would you like something to eat first?

Jasper clings onto Sprout with one hand, the other clutching the detached arm, it looks devastated. It quickly recalls promising Barnabas it would be stronger and blinks back its tears, not wanting to seem weak to his father.

Can- can we get some juice first..?

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Goodness, ah-

[ What can he give the boy? It wasn't like Sprout was there, if it was the plush wasn't visible in all the static and shifting form. He's... still wearing the 'friendship bracelet' Jasper had crafted him. No, too small. He was just going to have to go for it, it seems. Barnabas reaches out and- ]

[ Colours, twisting and writhing, and unearthly flesh that phases through his mind and slams into his senses and and fills every crevice and empty spot in his brain that morphs the fragile form that does not and should not ever have existed and- ]

Jasper's form pulses as Barnabas makes contact, splitting into fractals that swirl and crack around Barnabas. It is a nauseating, twisting hell for what feels like an eternity before Barnabas is roughly thrown into Jasper's domain. He cannot see Jasper, but faintly, faintly there is the sound of crying in the distance.

[ Barnabas has to lay on the ground for a while to reorient. Good god, that was certainly... ]

Jasper?

[ He calls out loudly ]

The crying stops for a moment, a few minutes of silence passing before it starts again, Jasper's little voice yelling from somewhere in the woodlands beyond the clearing.

Stop lying to me!! You are MY domain!!! Stop it stop it stop it!!!

[ Barnabas pauses, confused ]

Lying? What are you- where are you?

Jasper's sobs keep coming from the woodlands, his small, frantic voice pleading over and over.

No- stop it!! Stop it!! It hurts stop hurting me!!

[ Oh, oh no. The child was in danger. Barnabas tries to run towards its voice, but the domain has grown tricky to navigate. ]

Dammit, what good is being of the Spiral if I cannot even- JASPER? WHERE ARE YOU?

Just a little further from him, Barnabas hears in the smallest he'd ever heard Jasper's voice—

Dad..? No. No you can't trick me!! I scared Dad away same as Mama..

— And the crying starts again, pained sounds mixing with repetitive impact.

[ Oh god. Jasper thinks he's the monster. He hears in the direction of the noise while still talking ]

Whyever do you think you scared me? Listen to yourself! We still... I know you are not malicious, I doubt you could help whatever form you've taken.

[ When he's scared shitless and panicking, talking about things is the way to go! If the child ever found out he bad he is at Adulting he fears he may die of shame ]

Jasper eventually comes into Barnabas' view, sat with its back pressed against one of the many trees. Sprout has been thrown to the side, one of the toys arms torn off at the seam, and Jasper is hitting itself in the head again and again, repeating its words with its eyes squeezed shut.

Not dad. Not dad. Not dad!!! You're lying to me!!

I am not- Jasper!

[ Barnabas hurried to hold its head. ]

Goodness, at least calm down before you make such accusations!

Its eyes open at the contacts, big and wet with tears. It's voice shakes as it recognises Barnabas in front of it.

There is a nasty bruise on its forehead, as well as over its arms, a few cuts and scrapes too. It looks terrified and battered.

Dad..?

[ Barnabas practically slumps in relief. God, he's tired. ]

What in the Lord's name was that. You- Jasper- let us tend to your injuries first, I suppose... Do you think you are alright to leave this place or will that happen again?

Jasper begins to sob again, but this time it's not scared, no every cry is full of relief as Jasper scrambles to hug Barnabas.

Dad- Dad I'm so sorry- Thank you for getting me- I- I- Please can we go home Please?? You'll let me come home, won't you??

[ The impact of the hug makes him let out a small 'oof!' ]

Of course. Why would I not? Such silly questions, child.

[ He attempts a more paternal tone, like a grandmother from a play. The kid obviously needs it. ]

It sniffles and looks up to Barnabas with teary eyes, it's voice small and trembling.

please take me home, dad..

I, ah.. I can not leave this place? Jasper, if you could...

[ Well. He definitely could, but he's too tired to put in a large amount of effort on something that could be solved quickly. He pats Jasper's head in attempted reassurance. ]

Jasper nods, quickly grabbing Sprout and it's lost arm then hugging Barnabas tight, dragging them both out of the spiral until they sat on the hallway floor once again.

#rp chain

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Goodness, ah-

[ What can he give the boy? It wasn't like Sprout was there, if it was the plush wasn't visible in all the static and shifting form. He's... still wearing the 'friendship bracelet' Jasper had crafted him. No, too small. He was just going to have to go for it, it seems. Barnabas reaches out and- ]

[ Colours, twisting and writhing, and unearthly flesh that phases through his mind and slams into his senses and and fills every crevice and empty spot in his brain that morphs the fragile form that does not and should not ever have existed and- ]

Jasper's form pulses as Barnabas makes contact, splitting into fractals that swirl and crack around Barnabas. It is a nauseating, twisting hell for what feels like an eternity before Barnabas is roughly thrown into Jasper's domain. He cannot see Jasper, but faintly, faintly there is the sound of crying in the distance.

[ Barnabas has to lay on the ground for a while to reorient. Good god, that was certainly... ]

Jasper?

[ He calls out loudly ]

The crying stops for a moment, a few minutes of silence passing before it starts again, Jasper's little voice yelling from somewhere in the woodlands beyond the clearing.

Stop lying to me!! You are MY domain!!! Stop it stop it stop it!!!

[ Barnabas pauses, confused ]

Lying? What are you- where are you?

Jasper's sobs keep coming from the woodlands, his small, frantic voice pleading over and over.

No- stop it!! Stop it!! It hurts stop hurting me!!

[ Oh, oh no. The child was in danger. Barnabas tries to run towards its voice, but the domain has grown tricky to navigate. ]

Dammit, what good is being of the Spiral if I cannot even- JASPER? WHERE ARE YOU?

Just a little further from him, Barnabas hears in the smallest he'd ever heard Jasper's voice—

Dad..? No. No you can't trick me!! I scared Dad away same as Mama..

— And the crying starts again, pained sounds mixing with repetitive impact.

[ Oh god. Jasper thinks he's the monster. He hears in the direction of the noise while still talking ]

Whyever do you think you scared me? Listen to yourself! We still... I know you are not malicious, I doubt you could help whatever form you've taken.

[ When he's scared shitless and panicking, talking about things is the way to go! If the child ever found out he bad he is at Adulting he fears he may die of shame ]

Jasper eventually comes into Barnabas' view, sat with its back pressed against one of the many trees. Sprout has been thrown to the side, one of the toys arms torn off at the seam, and Jasper is hitting itself in the head again and again, repeating its words with its eyes squeezed shut.

Not dad. Not dad. Not dad!!! You're lying to me!!

I am not- Jasper!

[ Barnabas hurried to hold its head. ]

Goodness, at least calm down before you make such accusations!

Its eyes open at the contacts, big and wet with tears. It's voice shakes as it recognises Barnabas in front of it.

There is a nasty bruise on its forehead, as well as over its arms, a few cuts and scrapes too. It looks terrified and battered.

Dad..?

[ Barnabas practically slumps in relief. God, he's tired. ]

What in the Lord's name was that. You- Jasper- let us tend to your injuries first, I suppose... Do you think you are alright to leave this place or will that happen again?

Jasper begins to sob again, but this time it's not scared, no every cry is full of relief as Jasper scrambles to hug Barnabas.

Dad- Dad I'm so sorry- Thank you for getting me- I- I- Please can we go home Please?? You'll let me come home, won't you??

[ The impact of the hug makes him let out a small 'oof!' ]

Of course. Why would I not? Such silly questions, child.

[ He attempts a more paternal tone, like a grandmother from a play. The kid obviously needs it. ]

It sniffles and looks up to Barnabas with teary eyes, it's voice small and trembling.

please take me home, dad..

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Goodness, ah-

[ What can he give the boy? It wasn't like Sprout was there, if it was the plush wasn't visible in all the static and shifting form. He's... still wearing the 'friendship bracelet' Jasper had crafted him. No, too small. He was just going to have to go for it, it seems. Barnabas reaches out and- ]

[ Colours, twisting and writhing, and unearthly flesh that phases through his mind and slams into his senses and and fills every crevice and empty spot in his brain that morphs the fragile form that does not and should not ever have existed and- ]

Jasper's form pulses as Barnabas makes contact, splitting into fractals that swirl and crack around Barnabas. It is a nauseating, twisting hell for what feels like an eternity before Barnabas is roughly thrown into Jasper's domain. He cannot see Jasper, but faintly, faintly there is the sound of crying in the distance.

[ Barnabas has to lay on the ground for a while to reorient. Good god, that was certainly... ]

Jasper?

[ He calls out loudly ]

The crying stops for a moment, a few minutes of silence passing before it starts again, Jasper's little voice yelling from somewhere in the woodlands beyond the clearing.

Stop lying to me!! You are MY domain!!! Stop it stop it stop it!!!

[ Barnabas pauses, confused ]

Lying? What are you- where are you?

Jasper's sobs keep coming from the woodlands, his small, frantic voice pleading over and over.

No- stop it!! Stop it!! It hurts stop hurting me!!

[ Oh, oh no. The child was in danger. Barnabas tries to run towards its voice, but the domain has grown tricky to navigate. ]

Dammit, what good is being of the Spiral if I cannot even- JASPER? WHERE ARE YOU?

Just a little further from him, Barnabas hears in the smallest he'd ever heard Jasper's voice—

Dad..? No. No you can't trick me!! I scared Dad away same as Mama..

— And the crying starts again, pained sounds mixing with repetitive impact.

[ Oh god. Jasper thinks he's the monster. He hears in the direction of the noise while still talking ]

Whyever do you think you scared me? Listen to yourself! We still... I know you are not malicious, I doubt you could help whatever form you've taken.

[ When he's scared shitless and panicking, talking about things is the way to go! If the child ever found out he bad he is at Adulting he fears he may die of shame ]

Jasper eventually comes into Barnabas' view, sat with its back pressed against one of the many trees. Sprout has been thrown to the side, one of the toys arms torn off at the seam, and Jasper is hitting itself in the head again and again, repeating its words with its eyes squeezed shut.

Not dad. Not dad. Not dad!!! You're lying to me!!

I am not- Jasper!

[ Barnabas hurried to hold its head. ]

Goodness, at least calm down before you make such accusations!

Its eyes open at the contacts, big and wet with tears. It's voice shakes as it recognises Barnabas in front of it.

There is a nasty bruise on its forehead, as well as over its arms, a few cuts and scrapes too. It looks terrified and battered.

Dad..?

[ Barnabas practically slumps in relief. God, he's tired. ]

What in the Lord's name was that. You- Jasper- let us tend to your injuries first, I suppose... Do you think you are alright to leave this place or will that happen again?

Jasper begins to sob again, but this time it's not scared, no every cry is full of relief as Jasper scrambles to hug Barnabas.

Dad- Dad I'm so sorry- Thank you for getting me- I- I- Please can we go home Please?? You'll let me come home, won't you??

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Goodness, ah-

[ What can he give the boy? It wasn't like Sprout was there, if it was the plush wasn't visible in all the static and shifting form. He's... still wearing the 'friendship bracelet' Jasper had crafted him. No, too small. He was just going to have to go for it, it seems. Barnabas reaches out and- ]

[ Colours, twisting and writhing, and unearthly flesh that phases through his mind and slams into his senses and and fills every crevice and empty spot in his brain that morphs the fragile form that does not and should not ever have existed and- ]

Jasper's form pulses as Barnabas makes contact, splitting into fractals that swirl and crack around Barnabas. It is a nauseating, twisting hell for what feels like an eternity before Barnabas is roughly thrown into Jasper's domain. He cannot see Jasper, but faintly, faintly there is the sound of crying in the distance.

[ Barnabas has to lay on the ground for a while to reorient. Good god, that was certainly... ]

Jasper?

[ He calls out loudly ]

The crying stops for a moment, a few minutes of silence passing before it starts again, Jasper's little voice yelling from somewhere in the woodlands beyond the clearing.

Stop lying to me!! You are MY domain!!! Stop it stop it stop it!!!

[ Barnabas pauses, confused ]

Lying? What are you- where are you?

Jasper's sobs keep coming from the woodlands, his small, frantic voice pleading over and over.

No- stop it!! Stop it!! It hurts stop hurting me!!

[ Oh, oh no. The child was in danger. Barnabas tries to run towards its voice, but the domain has grown tricky to navigate. ]

Dammit, what good is being of the Spiral if I cannot even- JASPER? WHERE ARE YOU?

Just a little further from him, Barnabas hears in the smallest he'd ever heard Jasper's voice—

Dad..? No. No you can't trick me!! I scared Dad away same as Mama..

— And the crying starts again, pained sounds mixing with repetitive impact.

[ Oh god. Jasper thinks he's the monster. He hears in the direction of the noise while still talking ]

Whyever do you think you scared me? Listen to yourself! We still... I know you are not malicious, I doubt you could help whatever form you've taken.

[ When he's scared shitless and panicking, talking about things is the way to go! If the child ever found out he bad he is at Adulting he fears he may die of shame ]

Jasper eventually comes into Barnabas' view, sat with its back pressed against one of the many trees. Sprout has been thrown to the side, one of the toys arms torn off at the seam, and Jasper is hitting itself in the head again and again, repeating its words with its eyes squeezed shut.

Not dad. Not dad. Not dad!!! You're lying to me!!

I am not- Jasper!

[ Barnabas hurried to hold its head. ]

Goodness, at least calm down before you make such accusations!

Its eyes open at the contacts, big and wet with tears. It's voice shakes as it recognises Barnabas in front of it.

There is a nasty bruise on its forehead, as well as over its arms, a few cuts and scrapes too. It looks terrified and battered.

Dad..?

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Goodness, ah-

[ What can he give the boy? It wasn't like Sprout was there, if it was the plush wasn't visible in all the static and shifting form. He's... still wearing the 'friendship bracelet' Jasper had crafted him. No, too small. He was just going to have to go for it, it seems. Barnabas reaches out and- ]

[ Colours, twisting and writhing, and unearthly flesh that phases through his mind and slams into his senses and and fills every crevice and empty spot in his brain that morphs the fragile form that does not and should not ever have existed and- ]

Jasper's form pulses as Barnabas makes contact, splitting into fractals that swirl and crack around Barnabas. It is a nauseating, twisting hell for what feels like an eternity before Barnabas is roughly thrown into Jasper's domain. He cannot see Jasper, but faintly, faintly there is the sound of crying in the distance.

[ Barnabas has to lay on the ground for a while to reorient. Good god, that was certainly... ]

Jasper?

[ He calls out loudly ]

The crying stops for a moment, a few minutes of silence passing before it starts again, Jasper's little voice yelling from somewhere in the woodlands beyond the clearing.

Stop lying to me!! You are MY domain!!! Stop it stop it stop it!!!

[ Barnabas pauses, confused ]

Lying? What are you- where are you?

Jasper's sobs keep coming from the woodlands, his small, frantic voice pleading over and over.

No- stop it!! Stop it!! It hurts stop hurting me!!

[ Oh, oh no. The child was in danger. Barnabas tries to run towards its voice, but the domain has grown tricky to navigate. ]

Dammit, what good is being of the Spiral if I cannot even- JASPER? WHERE ARE YOU?

Just a little further from him, Barnabas hears in the smallest he'd ever heard Jasper's voice—

Dad..? No. No you can't trick me!! I scared Dad away same as Mama..

— And the crying starts again, pained sounds mixing with repetitive impact.

[ Oh god. Jasper thinks he's the monster. He hears in the direction of the noise while still talking ]

Whyever do you think you scared me? Listen to yourself! We still... I know you are not malicious, I doubt you could help whatever form you've taken.

[ When he's scared shitless and panicking, talking about things is the way to go! If the child ever found out he bad he is at Adulting he fears he may die of shame ]

Jasper eventually comes into Barnabas' view, sat with its back pressed against one of the many trees. Sprout has been thrown to the side, one of the toys arms torn off at the seam, and Jasper is hitting itself in the head again and again, repeating its words with its eyes squeezed shut.

Not dad. Not dad. Not dad!!! You're lying to me!!

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Goodness, ah-

[ What can he give the boy? It wasn't like Sprout was there, if it was the plush wasn't visible in all the static and shifting form. He's... still wearing the 'friendship bracelet' Jasper had crafted him. No, too small. He was just going to have to go for it, it seems. Barnabas reaches out and- ]

[ Colours, twisting and writhing, and unearthly flesh that phases through his mind and slams into his senses and and fills every crevice and empty spot in his brain that morphs the fragile form that does not and should not ever have existed and- ]

Jasper's form pulses as Barnabas makes contact, splitting into fractals that swirl and crack around Barnabas. It is a nauseating, twisting hell for what feels like an eternity before Barnabas is roughly thrown into Jasper's domain. He cannot see Jasper, but faintly, faintly there is the sound of crying in the distance.

[ Barnabas has to lay on the ground for a while to reorient. Good god, that was certainly... ]

Jasper?

[ He calls out loudly ]

The crying stops for a moment, a few minutes of silence passing before it starts again, Jasper's little voice yelling from somewhere in the woodlands beyond the clearing.

Stop lying to me!! You are MY domain!!! Stop it stop it stop it!!!

[ Barnabas pauses, confused ]

Lying? What are you- where are you?

Jasper's sobs keep coming from the woodlands, his small, frantic voice pleading over and over.

No- stop it!! Stop it!! It hurts stop hurting me!!

[ Oh, oh no. The child was in danger. Barnabas tries to run towards its voice, but the domain has grown tricky to navigate. ]

Dammit, what good is being of the Spiral if I cannot even- JASPER? WHERE ARE YOU?

Just a little further from him, Barnabas hears in the smallest he'd ever heard Jasper's voice—

Dad..? No. No you can't trick me!! I scared Dad away same as Mama..

— And the crying starts again, pained sounds mixing with repetitive impact.

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Goodness, ah-

[ What can he give the boy? It wasn't like Sprout was there, if it was the plush wasn't visible in all the static and shifting form. He's... still wearing the 'friendship bracelet' Jasper had crafted him. No, too small. He was just going to have to go for it, it seems. Barnabas reaches out and- ]

[ Colours, twisting and writhing, and unearthly flesh that phases through his mind and slams into his senses and and fills every crevice and empty spot in his brain that morphs the fragile form that does not and should not ever have existed and- ]

Jasper's form pulses as Barnabas makes contact, splitting into fractals that swirl and crack around Barnabas. It is a nauseating, twisting hell for what feels like an eternity before Barnabas is roughly thrown into Jasper's domain. He cannot see Jasper, but faintly, faintly there is the sound of crying in the distance.

[ Barnabas has to lay on the ground for a while to reorient. Good god, that was certainly... ]

Jasper?

[ He calls out loudly ]

The crying stops for a moment, a few minutes of silence passing before it starts again, Jasper's little voice yelling from somewhere in the woodlands beyond the clearing.

Stop lying to me!! You are MY domain!!! Stop it stop it stop it!!!

[ Barnabas pauses, confused ]

Lying? What are you- where are you?

Jasper's sobs keep coming from the woodlands, his small, frantic voice pleading over and over.

No- stop it!! Stop it!! It hurts stop hurting me!!

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Goodness, ah-

[ What can he give the boy? It wasn't like Sprout was there, if it was the plush wasn't visible in all the static and shifting form. He's... still wearing the 'friendship bracelet' Jasper had crafted him. No, too small. He was just going to have to go for it, it seems. Barnabas reaches out and- ]

[ Colours, twisting and writhing, and unearthly flesh that phases through his mind and slams into his senses and and fills every crevice and empty spot in his brain that morphs the fragile form that does not and should not ever have existed and- ]

Jasper's form pulses as Barnabas makes contact, splitting into fractals that swirl and crack around Barnabas. It is a nauseating, twisting hell for what feels like an eternity before Barnabas is roughly thrown into Jasper's domain. He cannot see Jasper, but faintly, faintly there is the sound of crying in the distance.

[ Barnabas has to lay on the ground for a while to reorient. Good god, that was certainly... ]

Jasper?

[ He calls out loudly ]

The crying stops for a moment, a few minutes of silence passing before it starts again, Jasper's little voice yelling from somewhere in the woodlands beyond the clearing.

Stop lying to me!! You are MY domain!!! Stop it stop it stop it!!!

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Goodness, ah-

[ What can he give the boy? It wasn't like Sprout was there, if it was the plush wasn't visible in all the static and shifting form. He's... still wearing the 'friendship bracelet' Jasper had crafted him. No, too small. He was just going to have to go for it, it seems. Barnabas reaches out and- ]

[ Colours, twisting and writhing, and unearthly flesh that phases through his mind and slams into his senses and and fills every crevice and empty spot in his brain that morphs the fragile form that does not and should not ever have existed and- ]

Jasper's form pulses as Barnabas makes contact, splitting into fractals that swirl and crack around Barnabas. It is a nauseating, twisting hell for what feels like an eternity before Barnabas is roughly thrown into Jasper's domain. He cannot see Jasper, but faintly, faintly there is the sound of crying in the distance.

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

[ That small glimpse is what Barnabas needs to actually approach the poor child. Even if he's still terrified. ]

You- you were attacked? By whom? Try and... focus? Would that help?

Jasper screeches, terrified of hurting Barnabas, he tries to focus but he can't. He needs something to ground him.

Can't — was a m‐- hurt —

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

[ Barnabas has to take a moment to brace himself before stepping inside, heart hammering in his chest. He thought he'd grown used to the avatar things- turns out he was wrong. ]

Jasper, I...

[ He swallows down the fear and nausea. Tries to. ]

What... happened to you?

Jasper's body warps between the forms, letting Barnabas get a glimpse of his terrifed and hurting son before twisting back into the monster before him.

I g— attack— dad

His voice skips and screeches, impossible to understand full sentences with the audio distorting so badly.

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]

Jasper is crumpled on the floor at the end of the hallway, his form stuck between human and monstrous. He looks up in a panic when he hears Barnabas, backing away frantically on four limbs, begging in that shrill scream. His big round eyes are shiny with tears, his twisting form causing him agony as he fails to stabilise into one or the other.

No- please dont- dont- get away-

I am not- Jasper??

[ He'd seen something like this before, briefly, but it was never this bad, frankly it was terrifying. Barnabas couldn't do anything but stand there and stare, something telling him if he got closer something bad would happen ]

Seeing the way Barnabas looked at it only made it sob harder. The way he looked at it with fear, like it was a monster to run from.

Dad- dad please- please don't-

Barnabas is sat in his home when he hears the familiar screech of Jasper's arrival upstairs. What he wasn't expecting was the panicked, broken sobbing that followed his entrance. The pitch skipped, blended and warped over, audio distorting into frantic cries.

No no no- not here- not like this- no—

@clayfcrmed

[ Oh dear. Something was definitely wrong. Barnabas sprints up the stairs ( he really needs to work on his stamina, often as he is doing this now ) to find Jasper- ]

[ -Jasper, who does not look like Jasper ]