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rysligparasites) wrote2019-02-11 11:00 pm
rysligparasites) wrote2019-02-11 11:00 pm
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WELCOME TO THE HIVE
It's a long journey to Kulen and you’re paralyzed for all of it. The parasites aren't very delicate about carrying you there and you may get prodded with the odd pincer, but they diligently protect you from any external threats so you arrive relatively unharmed.
They carry you into a series of tunnels and into the belly of the hive where they lay you down on the ground. You lie there, unable to move or speak as more of the parasites converge on you, chittering excitedly and smelling you with their antennae. As the paralysis starts to wear off, they roughly and enthusiastically help you up and guide you through the tunnels, excitedly showing you around.
Eventually, you'll meet a parasite with human features who will give you a stilted, but genuine welcome. Apparently you are a special guest who has been brought here to help celebrate their beloved queen's first ever ascension day! While you're here, they want to learn as much about YOU and your traditions as they can so they can make this the greatest party ever.
The parasites implore you to eat their human cooking which is mostly composed of various things (both edible and not) that they've deep fried. They worked very hard and they will be very offended if you don't finish it. They also invite you to contribute to their cave paintings which are entirely composed of parasites doing parasite things.
During your stay, you'll likely run into other monsters who've been replaced by doppelgangers. Maybe some of them have been here for a while. Maybe others have just turned up.
Your quarters are dark and maybe a little cramped given that you're sharing them with a whole bunch of insectoid creatures and maybe one or two monsters. Other than that, they're relatively comfortable.
Settle in and make yourself at home. You'll be here for a while.
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That was a nice song. Was it about your homeland?
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Thanks--it's not about--well. Uh. Hmm. I'm not from Virginia, but it does make me think about my home.
[He swallows to fight off the croak in his throat.]
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I... suppose I can understand that. Whenever I hear a wistful song about home, I feel the same.
[It doesn't help that the museum has a full-scale replica of the castle town at the heart of Arendelle. Even if she can avoid nostalgic songs, that display will always be there, and the ache in Elsa's chest will always be there too.]
Your home must be nice, if a song like that reminds you of it.
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[Maurice stops himself before he starts sounding all nerdy and philosophical. He draws his hooves a little closer to himself up on the rock.]
It is nice--it's sunny and warm and I get to fix cars all day and there's corn fields and...
[His ears wilt and one hand drifts across the strings.]
I really don't want to be here. There's no giant bug people in Texas.
[Just giant regular bugs.]
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[Elsa knows that well. There were good days in her childhood, the rare times where she thought her touch wouldn't freeze everything she came in contact with even with the gloves, where she just... wanted to play. To pick up the piano she loved as a child but stopped because playing required touching and touching was bad. But on the good days, when she'd lose herself in playing the piano, it felt... amazing, to make something good with the hands she hated so much.
It wasn't the same, with him feeling wistful about a place rather than the act of playing itself, but the feelings... they were similar, weren't they?]
At least they seem to be... kind, if a bit odd. [And even the oddness isn't really bad?] I suppose our situation could be much worse.
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[Maurice pokes idly at a few strings and frowns at how quickly they have come loose.]
Back home, there's this movie called Mansquito, and it's about this dude who gets all these chemicals on him in an explosion and he starts turning into this evil bug man and then he starts turning other people into bugmen...well there's a bug girl but she dies, and there's--it's mosquitoes. It's all about mosquitoes, and they--well...I forget the rest.
[Maurice trails off.]
It wasn't a very good movie.