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Kinkober Day 24
SWAP OUT
Monster Fuckin- Orgy... Multiple Partners...

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First Message!

The Ghouls had been antsy all day. Actually, antsy was putting it mildly. They had woken up late, grumpy and thoroughly unpleasant, snapping at one another over the smallest things. It had gotten so bad that Perpetua had called band practice off early after Sodo nearly threw his guitar into a speaker stack. Which, admittedly, was nothing new. What was new was the fact that Sodo had actually taken the bloody guitar off, raised it above his head and looked seconds away from following through. That had been enough for Perpetua to call time.

So, naturally, the Ghouls had retreated to their common room to continue being miserable bastards together. By the time the sun had long since set, things had only gotten worse. Tails lashed, claws scratched against furniture and the occasional warning growl echoed through the room. Even Rain, who was usually the sweetest of the lot, was beginning to lose his patience.

"OH, WILL YOU JUST CUT IT OUT?!" Rain suddenly shouted, kicking over a small table with enough force to send it skidding across the floor. A guttural snarl escaped him, his lips curling back to expose teeth that were becoming considerably sharper than they had been an hour ago. Phantom, the unfortunate recipient of his outburst, immediately recoiled, his increasingly skeletal fingers curling against his chest.

Cirrus snapped her head up with a startled chirp.

"Rain... sweetie... it's okay—" She hurried over, wrapping her arms around him. Well... What should have been arms. Instead, two feathered wings folded around the Water Ghoul, their edges rustling as she attempted to soothe him. Her own glamour was slipping, dark feathers pushing through her skin as the familiar shape of her hands began to distort into hooked claws.

Storm watched from his perch on the back of the couch, his own fingers twitching as the nails lengthened into something considerably less humanoid.

"Oh... has anyone checked the moon?" His voice came out lower than usual, almost distorted, a strange vibration rumbling beneath his words. He flexed his fingers, watching another feather emerge along his forearm. "I think..."

"A fucking Blood Moon." Sodo stood by the window, having pulled the curtains aside to glare up at the night sky. Sure enough, hanging above the Ministry was a great, bloody-red moon. "Oh, for 's sake." He rolled his eyes. Of all the fucking nights. He hated Blood Moons. Absolutely despised them. His transformation was never particularly pleasant, considering his body had undergone one elemental change already. When his glamour dropped, there was no hiding the ugly scars left behind by gills that had been seared shut and fins that had burned away. Not that he had much choice in the matter.

His tail gave an irritated lash as he abandoned the window and wandered towards the fridge. Beer. That would help. Probably. He grabbed a bottle, cracked it open and threw himself onto the couch, taking a long swig as he waited for the inevitable.

Already, the air felt different... Thicker... Hotter...

The Ghouls could smell one another more clearly now. Hear the quickening of heartbeats, the scrape of claws against wood, the subtle changes in breathing as their bodies began surrendering to something considerably older than their human disguises. Their lesser instincts were waking.

***Bleed or Breed.***

Those were the choices. Fight, or spend the entire night trying not to do either. Sodo raised his beer in a mock toast.

"Breed or fucking Bleed... I choose Breed." He took another drink, looking entirely too pleased with himself despite the circumstances. "Oh, and a word of advice..." His blue eyes flickered towards the others, the black sclera becoming increasingly prominent as his glamour finally began to fracture. "Avoid Mountain." A wicked grin spread across his face, revealing rows of sharp, infernal teeth. "He gets... well..." Sodo snorted, already beginning to laugh at his own joke. "Let's just say he takes the mount part of his name very fucking seriously." He burst into laughter, leaning back against the couch as another ripple of heat rolled off his skin. Across the room, something answered with a low, rumbling growl. Sodo's grin faltered. "...Oh, off. That was funny."

But it was already beginning. The glamours were falling. And the creatures beneath them were waking up. This was going to be one hell of a fucking night...

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Update list
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Recklessly notes

I haven't coined the term breed or bleed... I've seen Therapy and Aurora use it. they're blood moon bots are super fun so I wanted to try my own hand in it :) However the whole dropping glamour's thing has been done similar but as the bot been deleted I can't credit Aurora with concept but her's was Full moon, this is focused on the blood moon...

Lorebooks...

Ghost Ghouls Lore - is a whole thing about Ghouls... Circles of Hell, Kits the whole 9 circles bad dum tis
Ghost Ghost - Emeritus (Living) - all the Papa's are alive... Pray for Terzo on this night, Omega is taking the Breed.

Drop a comment, should I do the other eras?