DPxDC Prompt #8
Danny was practicing shapeshifting with Amorpho when he felt the tug of a summoning and heard the distant words drifting into his mind.
Normally Danny would just ignore it. Or if it seems like this was a group that needed some sense scared into them, he'd shift into his Horror form and terrify them into never pulling this shit again. But then he heard them mention live sacrifices, and Danny just had to step in before that happened. So he let the summoning pull him on through, briefly forgetting he was shapeshifted into a... less than ideal form.
Danny lands in the circle right on top of one of the intended sacrifices, a group of people in weird outfits and, is that guy green? Irrelevant. Immediately Danny on knows something is very wrong. His powers feel muted and far away. His form suddenly feels, locked somehow.
He casts his gaze across the summoning circle and, to his horror, recognizes the binding ritual. These cultists wanted to bind and seal him in one of these mortal's bodies after they were sacrificed. But they fucked up the spell. Or maybe Danny fucked it up by coming in too soon? Irrelevant again.
What matters is the spell went sideways. Instead of locking Danny into one of the sacrifice's bodies, it locked him into his own form while pulling most of his abilities just out of reach. Now he's here. In the shape of- He's stuck as-
"Dude, is that a pigeon? Did the Ghost King, like, send you to voicemail?"
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idk man. just keep supporting creatives. support artists. support people who make things. watch and read indie stuff. find weird, amateur comics and short stories and novels and podcasts. play indie games. the big budget mainstream media atmosphere is terrible, but there are still people all around making fantastic things. art isn't dead and hopeless even if that's what it seems like on the big screen.
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happy Damn Skippy birthday! here's a pickup line for each song on the album:
are you my brine shrimp pals? because I love you and you're my friends.
i wish we were construction paper dolls, connected by the hands with tiny little faces
if I'm the King, you're the pumpkin pie that fills me with glee. I'd offer a castle for your recipes.
I'd like you to destroy my robot...? ok they can't all be winners
if we were together we'd be so far out it'd be creepy.
be the Jimi Hendrix Jr. to my rock n' roll soccer mom <3
you make me remember there are days to wake up for and dreams to be had.
you could call my "kitten" Random Pieces of Lint if you're wildly attacking it... ;)
I'd like us to devote all of our time to the floor, but not exactly because we're looking at the ceiling 😩
when you kiss me I become completely lost upon your eyes, completely crossed, and hypnotized
I'd like you to put your body on display with your jedi costume on...
you rock the stripes right outta my socks!
every crayon color is like an old friend, but only you're a godsend to me
-i'd like to be gargling your saliva in my mouth like Neil does during the bridge of rainwater
If you put vanilla behind your ears I'll be smelling your cookie all day 🤤
let's close our eyes and spin in our chair together
you make me feel as out of breath as if I'd sung the whole bridge of Word Disassociation in one breath.
meltdown is an eventuality, but you're my eventuality.
BONUS:
I'd like for you to come by at Seven o Clock and ask if I'll go out for a walk.
when you put down one mother, you're putting down mothers all over the world, but, uh, if you were my mommy, I'd be okay if you put me down.
if you left me I'd feel as if the Sky Blue Up.
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