feather fluff friday!

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if you had wings...


Don't you wish you could fly?

Uh, well...about that. Now you can! See, for some reason, Stacy / GLaDOS / a wizard thought it would a real hoot to curse (bless?) you and now you've sprouted wings! It doesn't matter if your species would look silly with wings, you're a book, you can already fly without them, or whatever else. Too bad, you're stuck with them!

- Post the wing type you got saddled with---choose one on your own, use a RNG to choose, or leave it up to your partner! Your partner can feel free to have wings too.
- Characters who already have wings can have them modified in some way: if they can only glide, they're now capable of flight, or they can spout glitter and rainbows upon flapping. OR you can add an appendage of your choice---horn? Tail? Tentacle? Go wild.
- React, laugh, and have fun!

Wing Types:
01. Fluffy Angel Wings - The typical type you probably think of when 'wings' come to mind - you're all fluffy and downy like a Cherub - not to mention...these are very sensitive to touch...
02. Black Wings - they're beautiful, but seem a little off - and they stick out like a sore thumb!
03. Filligree Wings - very slight, very delicate and very beautiful - these are like filmy gauze attached to your skin and the most managable - if you like spider webs.
04. Fairy Wings - two sets, lucky you, you look just like a butterfly, and man are they strong - but it's hard to get them all folded up right, isn't it?
05. Devil Wings - you're like some overgrown bat - maybe you should be the one avoiding public the most for now, these might poke someone in the eye!
06. Your choice! You don't have to choose any of these, as far as your imagination goes is fine. And if there's a wing type in your canon that makes more sense, go for it!

{{Lovingly ganked and modified for the game from here at memebells}}

Comments

Re: Starfire//2

[8wings.livejournal.com]

Tell that to Anwei, who has been blessed (or more likely cursed) with eight narrow blue wings. They flap in sync, keeping her in the air; the problem is, she can't land. As soon as she gets near the ground and tries to consciously relax, the wings flutter and lift her off.

"Excuse me, do you have any tips on getting these not to work?" she half-shouted to the green-eyed woman overhead.

[starbolts]

Starfire floated down to the woman obediently, offering her hand. It was more difficult than usual with the resistance from her wings, but she managed.

"Do not allow yourself to experience the joy of flying," Starfire started from the way her powers worked. "If you are saddened, you will no longer be lifted. Still your wings."

...yeah, that probably wasn't going to be too helpful.

[8wings.livejournal.com]

Anwei reached for Starfire's hand a little desperately, but then stopped herself; she didn't want to drop and risk yanking her arm.

Instead she concentrated. Not enjoying this, sinking, sinking, thinking sad thoughts (not too many sad thoughts), sinking....

Her toes almost brushed the ground, before her wings exploded in a flurry of motion and sent her zooming upwards, like a float bobbing to the top of the bath. Whatever word she said in response to this was muffled by the fluttering of her wings - fortunately.

"That isn't it I think."

[starbolts]

Oh dear. Starfire yelped, flying up to attempt to catch the poor woman. more than strong enough to handle it.

"How are you feeling? What are you thinking about?"

Something therein usually caused these fluttering bouts.

[8wings.livejournal.com]

"I am thinking," she kept wanting to duck away from the things flailing behind her head, but couldn't get away from them, "that Stacy has decided to give me the wings of a certain deity, the Swift Death. And that I hope she has not given me the power to carry off peoples' souls and reunite them with their gods. Because that would be a very rude thing to do to someone who has not sworn an oath to the Swift Death."

She actually managed to get her left wings to row, rather than flutter, and turned to face Starfire. Progress!

"It would be even ruder to do it while they were still alive."

[starbolts]

Starfire was relieved to see the progress, yes, but more worried about what could happen.

"Would you be able to control that power if such a thing were to happen?"

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"I don't think I have any such power. I've never heard of the Swift Death possessing anyone. And I don't have any sort of feeling that I could touch a soul. And if I could, I should know where everyone's soul is supposed to go, and I don't feel anything like that.

It would probably not be prudent to mention the tentative causal relationship between the Swift Death and spontaneous combustion. It had never been proven. And besides, people just explode sometimes.

She closed her eyes and concentrated, but didn't feel anything.

"Maybe this is just Stacy's idea of a joke, then."

[starbolts]

Starfire could get behind that idea. She was slightly relieved, reaching out in an continuing attempt to help the other woman stabilize.

"It will be all right. Your wings will settle and calm themselves." Not that hers were entirely under conscious control, but it mostly seemed to work.

[8wings.livejournal.com]

Anwei opened her eyes and tried to imagine that she was not hovering at a considerable height over some rather pointy-looking buildings. She wasn't in air; she was in water. Warm water, buoying her up, and she was not going to fall; she was going to float.

Her wingbeats evened out and she started drifting upwards; her shadow below her looked like a twelve-pointed snowflake as she spread her arms and legs flat, concentrating. Floating, floating...