oi_theoi | Ygin

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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[It's a while that it rests there, panting in the humid jungle night. As the shadows stretch deeper and deeper, night settles in and the creatures of the forest begin to stir, hissing, howling and scrambling too and fro around this meal that has delivered itself to a shuddering rest...

And almost all at once, the anticipatory baying and yowls turn to startled chirps and shrieks before the scavengers hastily retreat... in their wake, the shadows thicken, and begin to bubble and glurp around the resting moss lion.]

[Here and there, thick, heavily tapering yellow spikes rise up through the mud and water, forming a wide oval around the were.]

[Finally, the ground itself shudders and begins to angle inwards as the teeth surge up into the air and snap shut, cutting off the sights and scent of the jungle. Hot, rubbery, wet flesh surrounds you as it SWALLOWS.]

[Until it arrives, the creature is under constant bombardment from nature - creeping vines wrapping around its massively clawed feet, breaking at the edges of spikes along its back and the branched points under its claws. It has been tearing at the forest for days. The hues that had started to creep their way into Leo's hair and flesh have spread and tinged along the creature's underside - green sits on top of a bed of dusky hued violet moss, short and tangled along its flesh and marred with caked blood and fresh alike. It growls a low rumbling warning to the hissing and howling.]

Come again, creatures. I'll add your bones to my bed.

[Not all of the damage is inflicted from being out here for so long, much of it has been caused by himself, slicing and gnawing into his own flesh, trying to rip and shred the intruding voices out of Leo's head. It's still tearing at its own flesh until the ground itself swallows it whole into a spiraling pit of spiked teeth. The effect is immediate, a calming sensation to all the were's senses. The massive creature slides into darkness.]

[The were tumbles, blindness quickly overtaking the senses, the calm, comfortable dark rushing in as the fall slows to a gentle rocking sensation.

You come to rest on what feel like a twisted mass of scales and feathers. It rises and falls in shuddering beats.

You get the feeling you are being watched.]

[ The were lands on its feet, hidden spikes under the softest part of its tail retracting along with the loss of danger. As its weight settles onto the feathered mass, Leo's head drops to sniff the surface, close his eyes, and crash against it with the strength and sound of a tree falling in the forest.

When they open again, dark pools with gold lights flickering across the slitted gaze, tired eyes watch from where his body flattens to the form, ears lowered. He rests, feeling the beats through layers of fur, feathers, scales, and moss. After a minute, ht begins grooming the creature beneath him, gnawing on feathers, and his own giant bloody paws. ]

[It shudders under the attention, the twisted skin twitching under the grooming bites.. but otherwise does not react.]

lost child

lost

scared?

[There's cracking and the crunch of bones snapping, a roar of pain and growling, claws digging into the surface the beast rests on before it breaks down into something more befit a human shape. Leo drops from his hands and knees onto his side, coming to his senses. He's bleeding from wounds all over that were previously hidden by layers of vegetation and branches. The instinct to curl into a fetal position is strengthened by awkward nudity and above all confusion, vast confusion and hideous pain.]

Where- W-What did I do?!

unknown

unknowable

[You sink into the feathers you now rest on, the smaller form sliding softly deeper.]

here

you are [Something rattles and something else skitters across your skin, stopping at one of the gashes.]

[Darkness. PANIC. Blood. Darkness. Darkness. Comforting. Leo clings to the feathers with both hands. His heart is pounding. The stench of dirt and earth and blood and flesh carried with him, packed tight beneath his fingernails and in every cut. He can't see anything, even though his pupils grow wide enough to absorb his eyes in an attempt.]

... I... can't remember...

[There's silence at that. Deep, vast, something close to startled...

Before something begins to laugh.

Another voice, from the right, joins it.

Three and four behind you.

A chorus from above.

Different pitches, genders and tones, all of them in a wild cacophony of mirth.

Finally, it all settles, a hand running down from between his ears down his back, as if he was still fully feline.]

so it is all

all of it

all unknown

all strange

all different

nothing

everything

you

be brave be brave

good child

[His head jerks around to follow the noise, buried in the carpet of feathers, planted on the back of something endless. The faintest trill of purring follows the gesture, ears raising from his head to follow the words - close and distant at the same time. He buries low, the instinctual reflex to hide stronger than ever. Leo examines his arms and face slowly, cautiously in the darkness, feeling around the split skin, fingers pressing into the gashes and sliding on blood. The pain makes nausea well up in him, bile rise to his throat and he sets his forehead back down.]

hide me? just for awhile..

[He clears his throat, something stronger, though the low rumbling voice of the creature in him can still be heard mixed in his tones:] I don't want to be seen this injured.

[The darkness, closes and wraps around you, sliding over skin with the soft weight of cloth and the slick texture of silk. It envelopes him from head to toe.]

[Fingers clench around the edge of the material until he recognizes it and he buries himself there, a groan of pain as he reaches down his side, touching more gashes mixed with moss and suppressing that cringe of concern. He's getting used to not being able to see anything at all, and despite it, feeling safe.]

[tiredly:] Did you find me? Wherever I was?

yes

looked

took

mine

Took?

took

nature

wild

blood

took

return

[ Just dropping a note on this thread to remind myself that this was retconned to 85 Early Evening. ]

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DROPPING A NOTE!