Cursed Flower

Welcome. I apologize for the state of things. I only just returned from my chores, you see. If you allow me a moment, I can clean up and fetch you some tea. It's not safe for you to wander these halls on your own. An independent blog for Rule 63!Gammon Octo. Currently a succubus. M!A Status: None

[dr-iwamineshuu]

“You are human, are you not? That alone makes you exceedingly rare in this bird-dominated world. Furthermore, you yourself seem to pose mutations I’ve never seen in my career.”

Perhaps he would take an eye. Perhaps not. Shuu will, however, take the needle and inject it into the girl’s stomach.

…It’s very strong, isn’t it? Is this a normal anesthetic?

[cursedblossom]

...What did he just inject her with? Because her movements are definitely becoming sluggish. Mutations? ...Oh she must have... Let her wings out at some point to try and get leverage. Uh, oops.

“...Did Grave already eat most of the world...? I know she has a taste for humans but that’s a bit much...”

[cursedblossom]

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“They are interesting specimens, and I wish to study them carefully.”

[cursedblossom]

Things I suddenly wonder for RP: what would the Hatofuls even think of Gammon’s bloodline who apparently all have wings they can summon up from Venomania onward?

[dr-iwamineshuu]

“If you struggle, you will only cause unnecessary grief for both of us. I may, perhaps, accidentally cut a hole into your heart and ruin such a rare sample.” The good doctor has already retrieved his briefcase.

A needle is brought out, then filled with anasthetics.

[cursedblossom]

“I’m not as rare as you’d think.”

Please, she just wants to go back to her room and hide. Maybe tend the gardens and ignore the jeering of the twins or Grave’s attempts to get her killed somehow.

[dr-iwamineshuu]

“The information I desire cannot be obtained through words.” He speaks in a calm monotone. There’s a scalpel in wing, though, suggesting what kind of information the doctor desires.

“Now be a good human and hold still. I’ll only be removing, say.. A few organs.”

[cursedblossom]

“............Please don’t.”

Why her organs!? It’s like the Master of the Graveyard all over again. Is this some weird dream? It has to be, right?

[cursedblossom]

Naptime.

[cursedblossom]

Intruder! || rotten-apostate-mansion

[rotten-apostate-mansion]

It paid well to have access to the minds of people that did what she wanted, like find food for her, especially when the best food was this scarce. From the moment that Gammon caught sight of this new treat, she was already on her way, to take her share (the lion’s share, of course) of him.

She strolled up behind him, giving him a quick look over.

“Very scrumptious, yes~ Perfect for tonight’s dinner~ He needs only to answer how he would like to be cooked, or if he wants to be cooked at all~”

Or she could choose for him, if he decided not to do it himself.

[cursedblossom]

“He seems too shocked for words.”

Gammon doesn’t mind how he’s cooked, if he is. She can do it herself, even. It would be nice to get the chance to, when usually the twins beat her to it.

“What’s your preference today? I think he’s too scared to speak!”

And indeed, the young man is, desperately trying to find an escape now that there’s two of them. Would he even be able to outrun them?

[cursedblossom]

Intruder! || rotten-apostate-mansion

It used to be that Gammon didn’t want intruders to come here. Long ago, before she was tricked by the Master of the Graveyard into a contract she never wanted. But now, the patrols she sometimes takes when caring for the garden are enjoyable when she runs into someone.

Like right now.

A scruffy young man, who had probably come looking for his fortune here out of desperation. ...Ah, just in time. Gammon’s stomach is growling. And she’s sure her mistress is hungry, too.

“Hey. Won’t you come join us for dinner? I’m sure my mistress will be here any moment, and you certainly look scrumptious.”

[cursedblossom]

Okay, she’s done with her thing, and her being away from the computer means suddenly the net works better than it did before. :|

[cursedblossom]

"Don't worry, I won't do anything fatal, I just need some information." [The bird doctor has captured Gammoko. For testing purposes.]

What. Why is there a bird. How did a bird even capture her. Why is it bigger than any bird she’s ever seen. What the hell.

“...Information?”

...Like what? ...Is he going to torture her? She’d rather not. She’d really rather not deal with that. Her existence is torture as it is in the theater.

“...Can’t you just... Ask?”

[cursedblossom]

Uh. Gimme a few minutes.

Apparently my mother barely touching a computer tanked our net. :’D

[cursedblossom]

dark starter sentences

some yandere, some angst, some rivalry, but no happy stuff on this list

"You actually thought i cared about you?"

"I wonder how loudly i can make you scream in agony?"

"You're a monster!"

"It would be a shame if i had to damage that pretty face of yours."

"You're all mine now."

"How could you do this to me!?"

"I trusted you!"

"Is that supposed to scare me?"

"Put the knife down."

"You're scaring me..."

"You look so sexy when you're all bloodied and bruised like that~"

"I wonder how many volts it would take to kill you?"

"Why are you pointing that gun at me?"

"Let me go!"

"You're so cute when you struggle like that~"

"Your blood smells wonderful."

"Who did this to you?"

"You're in my way."

"I thought you were dead!"

"Help me!"

"Long live the king."

"What did they do to you?"

"What have you done?"

"Maybe i should carve a pretty picture in your flesh?"

"Don't worry, I won't do anything fatal, I just need some information."

"I don't care what you do to me, I'll never tell you!"

"Stop it, your hurting me!"

"They'll kill you!"

"I hate you."

"The only reason I chained you up is to show you how much I love you!"

"If you keep struggling like that I'll have to punish you~"

[cursedblossom]

Dusts off the cobwebs.

[cursedblossom]

“................Things happen when I’m away.”

[duty-as-a-scientist]

He’s not going to take her tension as a sign that she will resist. Now that he’s done cleaning her arm, he will hold her still by the wrist and inject the serum. “Give it about five minutes.”

“Then, what we’re studying is your transformative sequence. So after those five minutes, want you to try and take on all the demonic attributes that feel natural. Before it was just wings, perhaps even now it will still be wings, but try your hardest.”

[cursedblossom]

That’s... Frightening. But she can only wait. It’s making her dizzy. She doesn’t even need to try once that deep magic is woken up, buried so deep in her blood that it’s barely traceable. But it’s still there.

She has difficulty standing as the horns and claws begin to push themselves outward, and the tail lashes behind her. It hurts, but she feels as if she’s in a fever dream. What did he do...!?

[duty-as-a-scientist]

“It will just enhance the concentration of magic in your body. Temporarily, of course.”

He’s going to take the risk of releasing her and beginning to swab her arm with a piece of cotton.

[cursedblossom]

She’s tense, of course she is. Enhance the concentration of magic in her body...? She’s not sure she likes the idea of that. The only magic she’s aware of is her Purple Dream...

[duty-as-a-scientist]

“This? Think of it as a booster.”

She confided all she wants but he’s going to carry out this experiment today or risk being behind schedule. “Just to increase the potency of your… Abilities.“

[cursedblossom]

“...How so...?”

She’s afraid, because she’s not sure what effects this will have.