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Draper | Whitman ([personal profile] anotheroldfashioned) wrote in [community profile] prismatica2020-03-06 07:51 pm

02 | Video | For Those Who Think Sanguis

[Don is newly not furry but he's also looking annoyed and angry. His normally pristine features are grim. He's human - back to his handsome self but his hair hangs over his features and he's aggressively smoking a cigarette.]

So apparently I spend Sanguis as a bear thing. I know there's another fucking moon coming and I don't know what else is going to happen.

For the people who end up furry, you what - shave? And How do you handle clothing. Somebody ought to write a fucking book on this and let me publish it.

[He exhales smoke before taking another long drag on cigarette.]

And I'm not normally this open about this kind of thing but I need to moonlace. Bad. I'll buy you dinner and drinks. Or owe you in this case.

[He mutters something like takes all of the fun out of this before he sighs, leaning back and trying to relax.]
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[personal profile] cadeuces 2020-03-10 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Some of my friends still call me "Doc", too. I answer to just about everything if I can figure out I'm being addressed. I'm quite easy.

( Jesse was the worst offender for that, and sometimes Gabriel, teasing her. But mostly she was just "Angie". Eventually she'll realize there's a 110-year gap between them and the implications that come with that, but for now... he's just a man who's ended up here, same as anyone else, and he likes her pasta.

That's a good enough start, she thinks. Especially since she's only just started learning here, with quite strict (and blind) teachers. (Somehow both of them.) She is Swiss; she has high standards. )


I'm very glad it suits. Anyway, you won't be turning into a giant diamond on my watch; I can assure you that much. If it makes you feel any better, I used to be a deer. I had spots and everything. Now I'm... a canine and sheep mix, best I can figure. I'm sure no one ever imagines needing a brush for their tail.
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[personal profile] cadeuces 2020-03-11 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
( It was a Christmas gift! From someone who had a big bushy tail well before coming here... Can't go wrong with that sort of recommendation, right?

But the information gets to be a bit much, and he instead turns back to pasta primavera before him, roasted cherry tomatoes and fresh mushrooms and squash in the cream sauce, bell peppers adding color, an unfortunate amount of onion, but who can go wrong? Besides, she's Swiss. Dairy is a must. To the praise, she just grins from beside him and helps herself to a seat on his sofa, one long leg crossing over the other as she gets comfortable and begins to eat, herself. )


I think most people who end up with claws just file them down; it's what I do, anyway. I'd never risk hurting someone. But yes, it's rather rare for anyone to become wholly animal, but not unheard of.

( None of them have much choice. When he asks after her traits, however, she shakes her head with another flash of her teeth in a smile and sets about poking at her device. The projection pops up and she navigates to a Prismagram app, and shows him a photo. )

No, just— fluffier, with a long tail. Sometimes the horns, sometimes regular canid ears. When I first arrived, though— ( She scrolls down through selfies with some friends along the way, and he'll see the occasional glimpse of traits changing. This one's a bit saucy, but it was the early days. Everyone had been documenting changes, and she needed pictures of her spots. ) —Iris. It usually stays quite consistent for me.
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[personal profile] cadeuces 2020-04-01 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
( Well, she does try— Iris was a whole different animal (hah) and it shows in her demeanor in the photos. But he seems to look over them attentively, and she gives him the time to take in the details, even if it means staring at her panties instead of her spots.

If she minded, she wouldn't have taken the picture. )


It's quite something, isn't it? Convenience will always be the way of the future. I prefer to call it "in my when", really. It's a bit easier to swallow, don't you think?