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revivalproject2022-08-24 02:35 pm
heeeyadora) wrote in revivalproject2022-08-24 02:35 pm
A cat's entitled to expect
Who: Catra, OTA
What: A wonderful trip, a horrible trip
Where: Temba
When: Mid Event
Warnings: Drug parallels, bad trips, potential for vomiting, TBD
Catra was enjoying herself, able to exercise her claws and employ a fun new weapon to her hearts content. As much as she hacked away there seemed to be more plants gripping the city in a strangle hold.
Abruptly a scent distracted her from her mission, silted pupils blowing out as it captured her full attention. It was an unassuming little cluster of plants at first. It looked very much like the mint, but with scattered purple flowers. To anyone with a less sensitive nose it didn't seem to be anything special, but to Catra...
Bliss
Catra rolled in the plants, inhaling long and deep, looking utterly blissed out. It was hard to say how long she'd been there, flowers tangled in her hair, grass and dirt stains on her clothes, completely without a care in the world. She purred and stretched, blinking slowly and smiling up at the figure who was standing over her. How long had they been there?
Distress
Too much of a good thing turned bliss to distress, and Catra's brow creased, hair standing on end as she tried to slink away. Something was wrong. Her skin felt like it was crawling, and some unseen threat seemed to loom, her stomach churning painfully. She groaned as her vision swam, but hissed, and swiped a claw at her would be rescuer.
What: A wonderful trip, a horrible trip
Where: Temba
When: Mid Event
Warnings: Drug parallels, bad trips, potential for vomiting, TBD
Catra was enjoying herself, able to exercise her claws and employ a fun new weapon to her hearts content. As much as she hacked away there seemed to be more plants gripping the city in a strangle hold.
Abruptly a scent distracted her from her mission, silted pupils blowing out as it captured her full attention. It was an unassuming little cluster of plants at first. It looked very much like the mint, but with scattered purple flowers. To anyone with a less sensitive nose it didn't seem to be anything special, but to Catra...
Bliss
Catra rolled in the plants, inhaling long and deep, looking utterly blissed out. It was hard to say how long she'd been there, flowers tangled in her hair, grass and dirt stains on her clothes, completely without a care in the world. She purred and stretched, blinking slowly and smiling up at the figure who was standing over her. How long had they been there?
Distress
Too much of a good thing turned bliss to distress, and Catra's brow creased, hair standing on end as she tried to slink away. Something was wrong. Her skin felt like it was crawling, and some unseen threat seemed to loom, her stomach churning painfully. She groaned as her vision swam, but hissed, and swiped a claw at her would be rescuer.