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I am a slave to my desires

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Indigo and Minerva's Curse

Soon after Indigo finds the truth of the program that he is working for, he is caught and quickly punished. However, this punishment does nothing to dissuade Indigo from helping his students.

What is Minerva's Curse?

In order to punish Indigo's curiosity, Minerva places a curse on the man that is directly tied to Indigo's interests. He is unable to speak on the truth of the program nor his own condition. Trying to do causes a buildup of poison magic in his system. Due to his own natural resistance of poison, the curse can kill him, but slowly. However, it would take a bit of time.

Progression of the Curse

After initially getting cursed, Indigo's first reaction was to yell at Maxwell about her betrayal. He wanted to ask her why she would put the "children" in harms way just to bring back someone who was long dead. But of course, he couldn't get any of his ideas out. This is when he learns the main issue caused by the curse. Trying to speak on the truth is not only impossible, but makes him feel incredibly ill.

However, he finds that this doesn't happen when going about his explanations in a roundabout way. As long as he didn't directly state what he meant, he felt fine.

Indigo thought he was being clever by hiding his thoughts within his paperwork. But through the haze of his own pain, he hadn't realized that he was indeed still getting worse. Although Minerva and Maxwell had already written him off, they still knew that Indigo would try to look for a loophole within his curse.

Symptoms/ Stages of the Curse

Indigo constantly rambling about snakes and the color purple are him testing the limits of his curse. He finds these subjects to be the "safest" options for himself. They appear often as subjects in his school and homework for the students. Indigo finds himself able to teach this way for the first few days of the school year. He tries to answer the questions his students give him, but he quickly loses any good faith the students may have in him, as all his explanations are confusing.

Indigo is also forced to avoid his own child completely, as he can't control himself enough to avoid making his curse worse. He also isn't on good enough terms with them to communicate in a roundabout way either.

However, regardless of what Indigo does, he is still doomed to lose control over himself. This loss of control mainly affects his poison magic. Normally, he is able to manifest snake-like features in order to attack or disarm his enemies. But as the curse takes over his body, he finds himself unable to will these features away. The first sign of this was Indigo's fangs refusing to retract and leaking. This made it more difficult to speak (not that this stopped him) and forced him to swallow it. Although he has a strong resistance, Indigo isn't fully immune to his own venom. His magic works as a paralyzing agent, making him lose control and feeling within his entire body. The stress of the situation and his symptoms of his magic overloading in general is what causes his mental decline. He's unable to focus or think, and his frustrations turn to anger and restlessness.

As the week goes on, Indigo feels as if he isn't getting his points across to the students. He grows more desperate, and his messages come off as more frantic as a result. His physical condition gets worse alongside this. His skin takes on a purple hue as his body becomes more saturated with poison magic. Even though he has given up on speaking to others, he finds his lungs filling with the venom he can't stop exuding. He can only give out worksheets for the students to complete. If they needed him in any capacity, they could visit him in the nurse's office. He deems his instability as dangers and only wants to be visited during emergencies. Regardless, the students start avoiding him anyway.

Since he is now practically isolated, Indigo works on himself more often. With nothing to lose, he ends up experimenting on himself directly.

By the end of the week, Indigo is unable to attend class at all and is forced to focus completely on curing himself. He stays holed up in the nurse's office, experimenting on himself in a desperate attempt to cure himself. But at this point, it is a useless endeavor. His body can no longer handle the amount of poison magic flowing through him and he collapses. He ends up going "missing" and is replaced with two other teachers.

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My cookie run tierlist

I may update it in a couple of months or something kek

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Hello, this is an introduction!

I am Hajims/BubblyMuffinz ^^

I like anime and drawing

I can draw scary and self indulgent things

Please tell me if you want anything tagged

I plan on ranting and rambling

And you can too

I am happy to meet you!

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How my OCS would react to someone asking for their pronouns:

Marcus: Huh?

Povi: Take a good look at me and GUESS.

Indigo: I am a man :]

Avariel: *Scoffs*

Iowa: She/it because I AM the shi- wait no come back :(

Beretta: he/him, thanks

Bnuey: she/her, thanks ;)

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Thinking of names for the Alt

I like both King and Santiago. I think both are fitting

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After "defeating" Marcus, povi is left with an empty feeling. There were a lot of lives lost, including the one of someone she was starting to have a crush on. Oh well

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It wasn't uncommon for Iowa to be late. In fact, it was expected. However, when she came in to work early for once, it put Povi off.

Especially after the night before. Although she wasn't there herself, Povi knew that Iowa had gone out drinking. Surely someone as irresponsible as Iowa would have overdone it? It would certainly explain the scowl. But what it wouldn't explain was the sudden tightness of his clothing.

For as long as Povi had known him, Iowa never dressed properly for any professional environment. Even though forensics required a lab coat, it was always baggy on the shorter boy. But today, that not so short boy's arms were clearly straining the material.

"What the hell..."

"Iowa" paid no mind towards Povi and her gawking. Much like his sudden appearance change, he was far more serious today and started on work immediately. He hadn't even bothered to greet the other worker in the room, setting HER off too.

As his partner, Povi felt obligated to say something. But she found the absence of Iowa's goofy attitude to be very off-putting. Maybe even scary. Still, she couldn't be a coward forever, especially in the line of work she chose. Slowly, she approached the taller boy. But before she could say anything, "Iowa" grabbed her approaching hand without even looking at her.

"Some of us are trying to work. You can interrogate me later," he says before immediately releasing Povi's trembling arm.

In the sudden silence, only Povi's quickened breathing and the odd sound of fabric tearing could be heard. Not wanting to upset her far more muscular partner, Povi scurries away and out of Iowa's workspace. Of course, he doesn't spare her retreating form even a single glance.

Povi continued to back out before turning on her heel and searching for her superior. As a mere intern, that would be the detective that she worked under. The detective, who was sitting at her desk, looked up and immediately noticed the stressed look on Povi's face.

"Th-There's... What's wrong with Iowa?" Povi says, her voice trembling just as much as her legs. Even now, the blonde continued to use that obviously fake name. The detective blinks, glancing into the workspace. Even from the distance, the detective was able to see that the boy was hunched over far more than usual. Although, she didn't see the big deal in just that, clearly there was something more. He was definitely taller than he usually was. But the detective wouldn't put it past the boy to randomly wear heels one day. He was the type to be insecure.

"I don't want to work with him today! Please don't put us on the next case!"

It wasn't often that Povi put on requests. At least, not ones this drastic. Although the girl often looked uncomfortable when working with Iowa, she never outright stated that she didn't want to be partnered with him. Even though the detective wasn't sure what it was yet, she did know that something was clearly wrong. Nodding her head a bit, the detective distractedly approves Povi's request. At the same time, she slowly rose from her desk to get a better look at "Iowa."

The closer she got, the more it became apparent that the boy was going to loom over her at full height, which should be impossible from someone who could barely reach her chest a mere 24 hours ago. However, he hadn't JUST gotten taller. Although he was facing his work, the detective could still see that he looked older as well. Although the baby fat on his cheeks was still there, it was far less prominent now.

Iowa turned to face the staring detective with an uncharacteristically bored look.

"Can you move," He "asks," adding a "please" when he remembered that he was still a mere intern. Bewildered by the sudden change, the detective complies to his demand. However, as soon as she snaps back to reality, she comes closer again.

"You're not Iowa, are you?"

"Iowa's" eyes flicker past the detective and towards her partner waiting outside of the door. He sucks in a breath before standing to his full height. Just like the detective guessed, he was indeed taller than her.

"Iowa's taking a break," he says, his voice slurring a bit.

"Name's Chiono, I'll be taking over for now."