Ygin

[oi_theoi]

Ygin The Unknown, Madness, Fear, Night	❧ Played by Nishi
Appearance: It is impossible to get a clear picture of Ygin all at once. It has feminine hands, but a clenched, lantern jaw. You might see the line of a cloak, hunched and stooped, but you might also see flowing, black hair. It has a long, lizagon-like tail, and the presence of it is most often the only consistent sign it is openly in the area. The voice is a low, genderless whisper, directly in the person’s right or left ear, inaudible to anyone else. You might sometimes hear feathers, or the rasp of scales, gurgles or scrapes. The smell is dry and papery, or wet and fetid. Whenever Ygin is around, people will feel a tight feeling between their shoulder blades, as if something is watching them. Characteristics: Childlike, insatiably curious, sadistic, inquisitive, ponderous, demanding, fickle, irrational and sometimes outright gibberingly insane. Likes: Courage, terror, chimeras, were creatures, shape shifters who lose control by nature, self-awareness, emotional vulnerability, hallucination-prone people, scrying or dreaming powers, phobias, playing mind games Dislikes: Bravado, rhetoric, scholarly learning, order, science, machinery, unflappable people, people without curiosity, obtuse people, bright lights, restrictions.
Shrine: The shrine presents itself as a dark opening in the wall. It’s large enough to walk into, but you cannot see, hear or sense anything inside. Ritual: Getting its attention can be as simple as putting a hand in the opening, but walking entirely in is guaranteed to get an answer and quite a bit more favor.
❧ Will Take	❧ Will Give
Nightmares Fear Insomnia Confessions of dangerous/shameful secrets Maps of uncleared areas Accounts of previously unknown animals (it doesn't have to be real as long as the character is convinced it is) Spider silk Porcumonkey quills Alcohol Spirit draining powder Furbies (successfully caged) Pieces of your sanity (temporarily or permanently) A single sense (temporarily or permanently) Destruction of lights in the dorm areas	Restoration of a single sense Mirrors Hand lanterns Incense Scented candles Candy (Hallucinogens) Curse removal or status effect removal Obscuring cloaks, cowls or form/gender/identity hiding clothes Soft-soled shoes Mental healing I - Can give two talismans, one will restore sanity: soothe, comfort and calm. The other will sap sanity from someone else in any way the player chooses. The second talisman can be shared between multiple people in order to keep the cost low. Mental healing II - Can devour your insanity. It's delicious. Information on flora and fauna in explored areas Understanding of the world (Hallucinations)
❧ Exchange Rate
Items to Units Worth Offering 1 Unit Fear (a shock or start) Confession of a phobia Accounts of new animals/plants Spidersilk (per handful) 2 Units Fear (challenging a phobia) Confession of a shameful secret Small map of an uncleared area Alcohol 3 Units Fear (Panic attack or fight or flight terror) Insomnia Vivid nightmares Spirit draining powder Destruction of lights in the dorm area 5 Units Fear (Paralyzing or phobia CAUSING terror) A piece of your sanity One of your senses Units to Items Cost Reward 1 Unit A small hand lantern Scented candles/Incense Candy (hallucinogenic) 2 Units Hand or vanity mirrors Gender/form obscuring clothing Soft soled shoes Information on animals/plants in explored areas 3 Units Curse or status effect removal Full length or wall mirrors Understanding of the world~ 5 Units Mental Health (either method) Restoration of one sense
❧ The Were
Stage 1 Stage 2 Stage 3 Expectations and Powers of the Were

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Re: Day 77, Early morning

[deretsune]

[ Her ears focus in on the voice, and she attempts to move, slowly, but... she's much too tense, and ends up hurriedly skittering backwards, frantically looking around. When she speaks, her voice is strained and not entirely... human in tone. ]

--P-p-please stop!

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[oi_theoi]

[Your sense of smell drifts away first, then your sight as darkness enfolds you gently. Soon, your skin tells you that there's nothing below your feet and you have honestly no idea if you're even standing anymore.]

good good

start

a start

name

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[deretsune]

[ ...scream i skittered the wrong way

her breath catches, her eyes wide, but-- she stays frozen. it takes a moment, to respond. The scent is gone, and that is some vague comfort, but the almost claustrophobic feeling of darkness keeps her from relaxing enough to even breath properly. ]

...n... natsume...

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[oi_theoi]

natssssssssumeeeeeeeee

[It's drawn out, half hiss, half croak. You finally feel SOMETHING, anything. A small hand laying between your ears, and the prickle of claws on your scalp.]

fear

controlled

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[deretsune]

[ Her breath catches, but-- this is far easier to deal with than any dog, real or otherwise. Her ears lay flat, quivering, and her eyes simply stare blindly in front of her. ]

...I-I'm sorry?

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[oi_theoi]

are you

are you

is it easier

to be

than not

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[deretsune]

[ ... ha. ha. she remains quiet for a moment, frowning and ducking her head. ]

...I-I'd meant... I didn't understand.

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[oi_theoi]

is no

understand

there only is

what is

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[deretsune]

[ ...Shrugs, a little absently, but doesn't respond. Mostly, she's just trying to get her breathing under control. ]

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii]

[The darkness around you begins greying into a weak, tremulous light.]

good

good

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[deretsune]

[ ...oh

That's a little less claustrophobic. Her pupils dilate, adjusting to the light, but still rather unfocused. ]

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii]

[Around you, you see distinctly canine shapes forming in the darkness. All of them seem to be sleeping, or resting, around you, almost awash in a rolling sea of fur.


... and even they fade away. Light restores suddenly, blinding you almost as deeply as the darkness had. You find yourself on the floor of the shrine room, curled up on your side, clutching a large bundle of candles and sticks of incense.]

Re: Day 77, Early morning

[deretsune]

[ She's too scared to move. She can't even breath, deathly still, fear rising up in her throat like bile-- harsh and sour, teeth clenched against the feeling.

The flash of light startles her out of it, dropping the bundle of candles and incense to curl, forehead against her knees and her hands in her hair. She breathes, heavily, for a handful of seconds... before gathering her senses back enough to scramble the things given together, squeak out a barely-whispered thanks, and flee. ]