ROUND 1

[idolpro]

[ The room is BRIGHT YELLOW, as all the rooms you will enter are. Black tiles make up the floor, changing to your unit's color when pressure is placed on them. There is a button in the very center of the room standing on a podium; it's slightly smaller than palm-sized.]

[♫]

Comments

Hallucinations - Bark, nsfw cw body horror/transformation, guro, cannibalism, wing plucking

[idolpro]

You shouldn't have to care.

Her people are the ones who killed yours, after all—she's an angel, after all. The bed is warm, and your lover is warm next to you; you're so comfortable next to him that could even go for another round if you wanted to. You're thinking about it, even.

You hear a voice cry. Through the window, you can see—feather by feather, plucked one at a time. But it's fine—she's an angel, after all. You hate angels, after all.

But—do you hate her?

You remember her smile—you remember all of them, back in your Kingdom, and you remember how she'd lift your spirits up. You remember her warmth too, her sunniness, and you—

But you're comfortable here, and her people murdered yours—and on a note of self preservation, if you were to move now, you could end up getting yourself killed, too. You'd be risking everything—this life of comfort, just for one stupid angel. You—

You sneak out of his bed. You shouldn't have, you really shouldn't have, but—you need to find her.

You can't just give her up.

You run as fast as your legs can carry you, to find her—and of course, you're caught. You knew this would be the risk—you're going to die here, just like she will—

But not yet. They won't kill you yet: they have other plans for you.

You're made to swallow down the elixir; it burns on contact, the heat spreading unpleasantly like your veins were set on fire, and suddenly your body feels too small, too tight, for all of you—your skin begins to tear as you shift, as your jaw grows and your teeth become sharper, as your legs become haunches and your hands become grotesque paws.

You're bound, locked up in a prison cell, kept starving and thirsty until it's time. When they release you, it's into a coliseum, with your unitmates in front of you—all of them are bound; even people who aren't your unitmates are bound and placed in front of you too: it's a feast for one. Even he, whose bed you shared, is here.

You're losing yourself, you can feel it—you're salivating before you know it and you, as soon as you're released, you pounce.

You drag their entrails out of them, tear out their organs and swallow them whole. A man eating demon—that's what you've become. Now, you haven't just lost her, but you've lost everyone else you care about, too.

This is your punishment, isn't it? Because you tried to save an angel.

Effects

[idolpro]

Take 3 or more punishment, at least 1 from each:

Physical:
> Feeling extremely cold
> Feeling extremely hot
> Uncontrollable hunger

Non-Physical:
> Fall in love with first person you see
> Desire to be around someone constantly
> Extra possessive