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"You have reached Dr. Egon Spengler. Please leave a message, preferably fifty words or less."
"You have reached Dr. Egon Spengler. Please leave a message, preferably fifty words or less."
"You have reached Dr. Egon Spengler. Please leave a message, preferably fifty words or less."
Dated Forward to 1/9/19
just got out of that cave ive been going through for the last 3 days
its so bright otuside i feel like im gonna die
[What follows is a couple pictures from Route 11, mostly of the ocean visible in the distance, a couple of nearby Blitzle and Ponyta grooming each other, and a blurrier photo of Venkman's Doduo from his position on their back. Both heads glare into the camera, and one appears to be rearing its head back in preparation to lunge at Venkman.]
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[He...doesn't seem to be terribly concerned about the fact that Venkman's ride is attacking him. Either that, or he forgot.]
I have gained two new companions. One seems to be some sort of psychic egg embryo that I have been attempting to communicate with. Another is a crab that has a parasitic relationship with a fungus, though this crab appears to only have six legs as opposed to my dimension's eight legged crabs.
[Attached is an unfocused picture of a Solosis and a Paras playing together. A thumb is partially covering the lens.]
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1/10/19
u got a moment? its for SCIENCE
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1/25/19
There is the brief, crushing sense of loss when Venkman realizes he's alone again- sure, being stuck in the wrong body made it kind of weird, but. Listen. Dating the same men for over a decade and barely being apart in all that time, then suddenly waking up in a whole new dimension, with them on another continent- it's a lot to take in stride.
Still, the relief at being himself again- he'd genuinely started to worry about the possibility of being trapped forever- is overwhelming, and he's about to call up Spengler and Ray when he notices his bed.
Or, rather, the six eggs arranged in a circle on his bed, wrapped up with care in a blanket nest. Bond is sitting on top of the eggs, but she's... different, now. Bigger. Luca waves cheerily from the pillow she's been resting on beside her eggs. The Inkay that Egon "borrowed" floats nearby.
Before Venkman can even begin to comprehend all of this, he feels something on his leg. Something wet and slimy and disgustingly familiar. Very slowly, he looks down to meet the dopey eyes of Ray's parting gift.
... Within minutes of getting exorcised from Venkman's body, Spengler gets the following audio message, loud enough to make anyone in the area cringe:]
EGON, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO WHILE IN MY BODY?
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After a moment or two to think of what he did, exactly, he clears his throat and responds--]
I paired the Inkay with your Squirtle, Luca, to see if they would produce any eggs. I monitored them carefully to see if I could record the process, but...during my fourteen minute resting period, they somehow spontaneously produced six eggs.
[...That sounds like Ray, because it is. Only if Ray had all the emotion sapped out of his voice.]
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dated forward to 2/5/19
Not always physically clinging, of course- though Venkman does do quite a bit of that, too, from holding their hands or keeping an arm looped around their shoulders, cuddling them both in the night and whining whenever one of them pries themselves from his grasp in the morning. But there's quite a bit of hovering around them both unnecessarily, asking Egon questions about stuff he doesn't care about just to hear the man talk, tolerating Ray's baby Pokemon just to see him smile. It's all things he'd do under normal circumstances, but amplified- Venkman feels like he can't get enough of being in Egon and Ray's presence.
If this is how he gets after a little over a month apart from his partners, god knows what he'd do if he was kept from them for any longer than that.
They didn't do much of anything on the 3rd and 4th- still resting up from travelling and meeting back up again. But Venkman is determined to drag them out of the hotel room today, because, goddamnit, they're together and they can go on dates now.
And they're going to get BRUNCH.]
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It's a nice change. A welcome change.
Spengler's side is clearly defined by the sheer volume of sweets covering the table. At both Ray and Venkman's insistence, he also ordered some real food--a smoked salmon and avocado sandwich, as it was the only menu option with fish in it.
Don't worry about where the salmon came from.
The sandwich lies half-eaten and forgotten as Egon munches on a sizable piece of coffee cake. His other hand grips Ray's hand as he waves his fork around.]
--I suppose that she thought I was transporting some sort of small child, as she asked to see "the baby". I replied that I was transporting ghost shrimp, and she apologized for the death of my shrimp and hurried off. [He scratches his chin.] I was disappointed to find that ghost shrimp were not in fact ethereal crustaceans, but I decided to purchase them, anyways, as the pet store had less than optimal conditions for most, if not all of their aquatic stock.
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2/22/19
And while neither Venkman or Egon are happy about this, there is a little silver lining...
They have four eggs that are all on the brink of hatching.
The real question is if Egon's even noticed that fact, yet- because Venkman sure as hell hasn't.]
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He's completely forgotten about the eggs under Bond's care, which means it's a great time for them to start hatching. A small crack has appeared on the Morelull egg, and a small, pale tendril has extended out from it, feeling around.
Spengler is sitting completely still at his desk, bagel in hand. He seems to be staring right down at the notebook on the desk, facing away from Peter.
He's been there for hours.]
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video; flesh ribbons unite. or untie idk
[ the reason he asks this is almost immediately apparently. there's off screen humming of a familiar reading song as jack turns the video on. something with long, white tendrils tipped in blue and pink repeatedly ... pats? smacks him in the face on the cheek with them.
the camera moves down as the humming changes tune, and egon is treated to a view of a distinctly fox-like pokemon, eyes squinting cheerfully up at jack as she hums louder. dad!
she has hands! ]
[jack morrison voice] FUCK
I have, yes. I have not had the fortune of obtaining one, myself, but I find its unique evolutionary properties fascinating--
[Oh. OH! Egon leans towards the screen, his eyes glued on the Sylveon.]
Incredible. Are those trendrils part of the organism, herself? Are they made of flesh and tissue? Can you feel if there is any sort of circulation?
PRETTY MUCH
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i'm sorry i love this
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after Leg Break
It’s this nerd right here!
Ray doesn’t seem too happy about this and is gently sulking in his hospital bed. He’s also cuddling Cerberus right now because damn it he needs his baby fox.]
I still think the robot leg plan would have worked.
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If we had spent a few more minutes, we could have modified the containment unit to contain physical human matter. You've done it before with the ghost traps in your dimension, haven't you?
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A couple days after the boys leave Ray alone
A few minutes later, Ray sends a text.]
Egon I don’t know where I am I just woke up here.
Help me.
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Yeah, Egon...doesn't know how to react to that.]
???
What? Are you in some sort of pocket dimension?
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sometime after reaching cherrygrove [4/11?]
Hey, Egon. [He looks up from petting Tarantula.] You know, we've been here a few months, and we've had our Pokemon fight a bunch of other people's Pokemon, but we haven't tried fighting each other yet.
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Hm. You're right. We have yet to measure our own battle prowess against each other.
[He turns to face Venkman directly. Cucumis begins very slowly wriggling towards the edge of the table to try and escape.]
How shall we do this, then? Three on three? Nothing overly complicated.
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Beach episode! 5/19
And, more importantly, how this was the perfect beach weather! It didn't take much convincing to take the day off from training/research to spend the day there. After all, if they're trapped in this dimension they might as well have fun with it.
As they arrive on the beach, Ray is practically giddy with childlike excitement.]
This is so much better than the weather we had to deal with when we first arrived, huh? Winter's great, but it's not nearly as fun when you have to hike out in it for a week straight.
[As a note Ray, bought himself the tackiest floral swimsuit because Venkman can't stop him from every clothing choice he makes.]
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Egon looks equally excited (?) as he digs through his bag for several empty plastic and glass containers. He pulls out what looks like a jam jar that was thoroughly cleaned and re-purposed.]
The temperature is a welcome change. I can't wait to collect water samples and observe what microorganisms are present, if any.
[It's a little difficult to gauge his exact enthusiasm for this, but at least he seems happy.]
I wonder if it's possible to 'catch' plankton-like organisms as one would capture 'regular-sized' Pokémon?
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5/20
Quick question, do you mind having Venkman slam open the door and lean his back against the doorframe, singing into what looks like a conch shell he picked up at the Cianwood beach?
No? You don't want that at all? Too bad. It's happening.]
It's poetry in motion
He turned his tender eyes to me
As deep as any ocean
As sweet as any harmony...
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You're going to have to try a little harder to get him to move.]
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backdated to 6/1
1: There is a blinding flash of light, visible through the window to whatever room Egon has made into his temporary lab space.
2: Almost immediately after the light flash, the ground trembles as a shockwave rolls through, and Egon's ears will pop.
3: Any PKE Meter in the area switched on will go absolutely haywire, screeching about something in the area unleashing some powerful psychokinetic energy.
On the off chance that Egon is too engrossed with bacteria samples or whatever else he has to pay attention to any of this, he may be persuaded to abandon his samples a few minutes later, when Kildarby swoops into the room and lands on his desk, cawwing urgently.
Only- she doesnt't look the same as usual. She's bigger. Fluffier. The hat-like plumage on her head is far more impressive. The
new Honchkrow kicks a petri dish off the table and flares her wings, croaking. It... It almost sounds like she's saying something?]
"Come outside."
[Even more uncanny, it sounds like an imitation of Venkman's voice.]
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When he recovers, he tries straightening up his work station so he can grab what equipment he has and charge outside to see the fallout of what had just occurred when that idiotic bird flies in and knocks over his sample of what seems similar to Fuligo septica. He scowls--at least that one can be easily replaced.
...Ah. Wait. That's not Kildarby, is it? That's--oh. No, that is Kildarby. He's about to order Kildarby out when he hears Venkman's voice mimicked by her. He pauses, giving her one final glare before running outside. His partners come before slime molds, after all.
He runs outside without so much as a stethoscope, his glasses slightly askew as he scans the area around the hotel. What exactly does it look like out here?]
Venkman? Are you there?
did i do this at least partially as an excuse to actually use this icon? you cant prove anything
thanks
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Mid-June
However, now Ray and Egon are finally venturing out into the forest, and Ray is having the time of his life looking at all these amazing new Pokemon! Even after a couple of days into this trek, now that they're both dirty and kind of sweaty, Ray hasn't lost the pep in his step as he looks around the forest in childlike awe.]
I still can't believe Venkie didn't want to come! I kinda want to live in this forest!
[Ray has become a forest witch.]
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The sheer amount of biodiversity in this area is incredible. Do you know how many different types of grubs exist in a square mile of forest?
[Sir Wigglesworth twitches his antennae, staring at a wandering Weedle with the intensity of a cat watching a mouse.]
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20-07
Hello Dr. Spengler. I have a proposition for you.
[He gestures to the Foongus, who does her best to look impressive.]
This is Willows. I caught her a while ago, but I haven't been able to give her the training she deserves. I was wondering if you'd like her?
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Where did you get such an impressive specimen? She's absolutely gorgeous.
[He says this all in an extremely deadpan tone. When he realizes that his enthusiasm is getting the better of him, he clears his throat and leans back, nodding.]
I would appreciate that. I am an avid researcher of fungi and similar organisms, and the fungus-like Pokémon of this world greatly interest me.
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7/31
Thank god Egon is so patient.]
Can you believe that jerk?! After all we've been through he just abandons us! To think he's our boyfriend...
[He angrily takes a drink of his coffee.]
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He takes a bite of cake, raising an eyebrow.]
He's probably just as excited as you to finally see Winston in person after so many months. [A pause.] You're sure this Winston is from your dimension?
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When the boys are at Mt Moon
They had debated if they wanted to go through Mount Moon or Diglett Cave, and Ray insisted that he wanted to go through here. Of course this is partially due to the beauty of this place, but otherwise...
Well... Ray breaks off from the group at one point. Not too far, and he gives the boys a heads up before he sets off, but a half hour later he comes back to their camping spot, hands behind his back. He grins at Egon.]
Heeey Spengs, what have you heard about this cave, exactly?
[He gives Egon the most innocent smile and, even as obvious as Egon is, he might be able to sense that something's wrong.
Or maybe he doesn't, he is an idiot after all.]
the boys....
This area is known for its frequent meteor impacts and other atmospheric phenomena, such as space trash entering the atmosphere. This is likely attributed to its high elevation as well as relative distance from surrounding cities, making it easier to observe such phenomena. The meteors that fall here are known as moonstones, thus the name of the mountain. Based on their name, one might assume these are fragments of rock that have split off from the moon and entered our atmosphere, though I find no evidence of this being true.
[He adjusts his glasses.]
This cave is also rather popular with local fossil hunters. Why do you ask?
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After the boys go to Cerulean City
Ray is frankly really excited about this and is practically pulling Egon by the hand into the building so they can see the fish as soon as possible.]
Gee I really hope they have a deep sea exhibit here! I would love to see some Pokemon
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Egon allows himself to be dragged along, trying to take in as many sights as possible.]
I would certainly hope they do. If not actual specimens, then large scientifically accurate models.
[His eyes linger on a large tank featuring several Tentacool, which are bobbing and drifting in the slowly circulating water.]
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During Ultra Beast thing
Right now he's spending more time holding Egon's hand than actually looking for mushrooms, but he's distracted by a sudden loud thud that sounds a lot like footsteps.]
Hey, uh, Spengs? Did you hear that?
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Hear what--?
[Another thud. Egon pauses, quirking an eyebrow upwards and glancing towards Ray.]
Oh. I see. [A pause.] An Ultra-Beast, perhaps?
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11/10
[The last thing Venkman wants on this impromptu Sevii islands vacation is for Egon to spend the whole time stewing with rage because one of his friends(??) in this dimension disagreed with him about aliens. So after checking his gear and catching sight of the ongoing conversation between Egon and Ford, Venkman put a quick end to training his Pokemon for the afternoon and went to search for him.
His Omanyte scuttles after him- he put away most of the other Pokemon he had with him, but figured keeping her out could be useful. Worst case scenario, he's got a distraction mollusk immediately within reach to make Egon completely forget he was ever irritated in the first place.]
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I was not getting "owned", as you so say. I was simply having a civilized argument with Dr. Stanford Pines about the existence of aliens.
[So, getting owned. He casts a sullen look towards the Omanyte before giving it a gentle scratch on the head.]
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sometime post-UB raid
[The water splashes up and ripples around the lure as it plops in and sinks under the surface. The air around them is still, salty, and silent save for the ambient calls of wild pokemon echoing in the distance. All and all, the open waters offer a deeply tranquil atmosphere- one he has no trouble welcoming into his life after being caught up in the intensity at the Aether HQ.]
[Since the Ultra Beast raid landed all of them on the islands, the ghostbuster gang figured they might as well take a bit of a vacation at the place... unwind after all the mayhem and all. During this time off- Egon rented a boat, Winston bought a rod, and the two of them set out on the seas of Treasure Beach together.]
Getting any good data? [He asks, quirking his head in Egon's direction.]
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He's propped up his rod against the side of the boat, keeping it from slipping by placing it between a cooler and the wall. Fishing takes a backseat when it comes to dropping plastic jars tied with twine into the ocean and scooping it back up to study all the little plankton that swirl around in it. A lot of the equipment he's brought has been safely tucked away into his backpack, out of reach of the ocean.]
Very good. I have a good understanding of the oceanography of the area surrounding this island, now, as well as the average salinity.
[He sounds almost cheerful, if you ignore the overall flatness of his tone.]
Caught anything, yet?
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me, stumbling back into this a week later: how the fuck did i not reply to this for six days
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3/16
Well, when I went down to the basement this morning to check on my Ghosts, there were two of them. I think they're Charley's. So how would you like a Misdreavus as a way of paying you back for the two you sent me?
[You can see the moveset here, under 3/16.]
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Is there anything I should know before I hatch the egg? I have seen that, occasionally, the behavior of the parents influence their offspring.
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HONEYMOON HONEYMOON
He's married, he's married to the three men he loves more than anything in this whole world. Even through the week in the ice cave, Ray still can't believe he's even awake right now he's so giddy. He wants to shower his new husbands with so much love an adoration that they can't stand it!
... And he also wants to mess with them a little. After all what's the point of having a honeymoon at a ski resort if they can't take advantage of this snow?
So one day, while Egon's out doing whatever he does in the snow, Ray sneaks up behind him, making sure he doesn't notice he's here. Gently, he builds a snowball and then...]
Egon, think fast!
[He lobs it right at Egon's head.]
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He can't really describe it--he was never very good at putting his emotions into words. But it's good. Really good.
Of course, being lost in thought isn't really great when your husband decides to sneak up on you and throw a snowball at your head. He snaps to his attention at his name and sees a white sphere hurtling towards his head. He ducks out of the way right in time, the snowball just grazing his hat. He watches as it lands on the snowbank behind him, crumbling into particles.
Egon turns to Ray, raising an eyebrow.]
You'll have to be faster than that to get me.
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SURVEY ANSWERS
Yes, although I was born human. However, for the past five years I have been a Changeling: a human who was profoundly altered, physically and psychologically, by prolonged time spent in a faerie realm.
My normal body differs from my current one in these ways:
Eyes: slit pupils, like a cat or a snake
Ears: pointed, elven
Teeth: pointed, sharp, more than standard human
Fingers: much longer, extra set of joints
>When did you first encounter/become familiar with the paranormal in your world? How frequently were you exposed to these paranormal encounters?
We're just going to go with knowing encounters, because otherwise I'd have to go through every EWW liveshow I ever went to.
In any case, my first knowing encounter came at age 32, when I abused my press pass to sneak backstage at the May 2012 EWW Liveshow in San Diego. I was waylaid by a True Fae after doing so. He abducted me to his lair in Acadia, the faerie realm, and there I remained his captive for the next five years, until a group of my fellow captives took me with them in their escape attempt. After which I joined a local organization of my fellow Changelings.
So in a way my entire life these last five years has been one prolonged supernatural encounter.
>Were the entities you encountered tangible or intangible beings?
El Pecador was *very* tangible, unfortunately.
>Did any of the entities you encountered display extrasensory powers (ESP, mind-altering or reading abilities, etc)? If so, what were they?
Not particularly, but I wouldn't be surprised if they had any.
>Did you have certain abilities in your home dimension that are currently not available to you now? If so, what were they?
Feeding off people's emotion as a means to gain magical power. Dreamwalking. Blending into darkness.
>Do you believe in astrology or divination?
Astrology, not particularly. Divination in general would be a cautious yes, however.
>What color would you describe your aura to be?
I have no idea.
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1. You said you spent five years in the faerie realm. Were there any other captives who had spent longer in the realm, and if so, were their appearances much more different than yours after you had emerged?
2. I would like to know more about the ability to feed off the emotions of others--did the fae display this sort of ability, as well?
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More survey answers
1.Were you nonhuman before arrival? If so, describe your state prior to coming to this universe.
I was, technically. I was an elf even before then, which is still not human. But I had become a lich, a magical sentient skeleton, more or less several centuries before I arrived here.
2. When did you first encounter/become familiar with the paranormal in your world? How frequently were you exposed to these paranormal encounters?
Paranormal and the magical might as well go hand-in-hand where I'm from. Ghosts of varies types exists along with ghouls and the like. Some are magical, some are mundane. I encountered them fairly infrequently in towns and the like but I'd see them time and again on my travels around the world. More so around the... necromantic cult.
3. Were the entities you encountered tangible or intangible beings?
Both. Though my own kind were very much tangible. When we wanted to be.
4. Did any of the entities you encountered display extrasensory powers (ESP, mind-altering or reading abilities, etc)? If so, what were they?
It depended on the type of creature! And what you consider ESP exactly. Most liches themselves were a type of wizard before becoming one so it very much depended on what magical school you'd practiced in before. Though mind-altering and reading abilities along with being able to move objects via magical means was not terribly uncommon.
Hell, I used illusions myself.
5. Did you have certain abilities in your home dimension that are currently not available to you now? If so, what were they?
I'm in a damn human body and all of my magic is gone. As I stated previously, I specialized in necromancy and illusion. I have access to neither of those things here.
6. Do you believe in astrology or divination?
Hell no. That's for swindlers.
7. What color would you describe your aura to be?
???? The fuck's an aura.
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I am quite envious of the fact that many individuals have existed in worlds where magic is so abundant prior to their arrival here. It took several years to even prove that the paranormal existed in our world, and even after presenting the research we had done regarding parapsychology, many dismissed us as frauds or charlatans.
I tried dabbling in necromancy, once. It didn't go particularly well.
So, if I am understanding your response correctly, you were undead before you came here?
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I was born human. But at the time of my capture, yes, I was nonhuman - what was locally known as a Changeling. A being who was taken by ones we call the Gentry, also known as Fair Folk, to be used for any manner of things that would warp and shape our physical, mental and insubstantial traits until we were no longer human. If left with the Gentry in their home of Arcadia for too long, we become fully transformed and unable to leave. I and another were able to escape before that happened.
My physical appearance was also heavily altered. My skin turned to paper and I lost a substantial amount of weight, though it didn't affect my physical shape. My eyes were replaced with rough-cut glass spheres, although I could still see with full clarity, and my fingers would leak some manner of writing ink constantly.
I was familiar with paranormal and mythology through fiction in a very typical manner - I read a lot, and was pursuing a Masters in Publishing. When I was taken by one of the Gentry, who we came to refer to as our Keeper, it was somewhere around four years of extended, continuous contact, as it's not just the presence of our Keeper that affects us, but exposure to their realm of Arcadia as well.
While mine was primarily tangible, I've heard tell that other Gentry are far less so - it seems to be a personal choice for them. As well, some Changelings are affected in such a way that they too become primarily intangible beings.
Mind altering is one of the primary abilities that I'm aware of Gentry possessing, since they must alter the minds of humans in order to capture them in the first place, to some degree.
Yes. Changelings are in possession of powers known as Contracts - these are quite literally contracts that previous generations of Changelings and Fair Folk have made with meta concepts such as the seasons, the hearth, elements and other such abstract concepts. My own are with the Hearth (allowing me to force back luck on people), Summer (allows me to sense the nearest source of rage), and Animation (which allows me to both intimately know an object, its history and use, damages and how to use it with a trained expertise). I'm also capable of identifying story patterns that may be playing out in reality, and force reality to conform to the trope - I assume you're familiar with the expression "third time's the charm", for example.
These are all powered by a form of energy known as Glamour - emotional energy that we harvest from other beings, primarily humans. I personally find rage to be most potent in my harvesting, as it's tied strongly to the Summer Court I'm allied with.
Not astrology, but divination is a not-uncommon power among the right kind of Changeling.
I can honestly say I don't know.
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Given what Steven has reported to me, and your familiarity with each other, I assume that you were kidnapped into the fae realm around the same time? Did you happen to escape during the same period, as well?
I am especially intrigued by this ability bend reality to conform to certain patterns--stories are very much something shared between sentient beings, and the idea that one's belief in them might cause them to become true is something I would be interested in exploring further.
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