#horror fae

Warning: Horrortale Fae and Far can be pretty spooky so if you are not up for that you can move on.

If you are up for it:

Suddenly Hana and the young ones are compelled to close their eyes. Two figures begin to appear starting with their skeletons and slowly building up layer by layer until they were fully formed. They look very surprised and let out a couple of raspy grunts before one of them speaks.

“Sooo.... briiiiight....” her words are slow and drawn out like speaking is an effort.

“Wh--e--re is th--is?” His voice is interrupted by several clicking and cracking noises as he speaks. It does not seem any easier to communicate for him than it is for Horror Fae.  The two of them shamble about, reaching out their thin and damaged arms in front of them. Their eyes struggle to adjust to the brightness of the white void. 

The two large Brownies are shocked into silence for a few moments. 

“Did NOT expect THIS!” Braun sputters out quickly, “What kind of joke is this??” 

“What kind of universe did they come from?” Bow’s face quickly switches from shock to concern, “Are they in pain? That doesn’t look good.”

The Horror duo hears the voices and fumble in their direction. 

“Brrrraaaauun???”

“B--ow? Y--ou--’re he--re??” 

Spooks below: 

The two tiny ghosts are still fast asleep and will probably remain that way as long as they stay small. A mysterious veil has covered Hana and the young ones so they are unable to see or hear anything yet. 

The two gaunt corpses have managed to lower themselves to the ground, having the first amount of rest they’ve had in a long time. Horror Far is continuing to enjoy Bow’s comforting gestures. His face stretches into a smile, the stitches in his mouth tear his skin while making this new expression. 

“M--ore pa--ts.... Mo--re pat--s...” is his only response to your question. 

Horror Fae stares at Horror Far and Bow. She may not know who those two are, but they display something very desirable for her. She turns her head to the person whose voice she recognized most.  “Paaaaaattsssss??...”

Braun resists the urge to pull himself away, reminding himself that these two are no threat.  “Uh,” he reaches his hand over to touch her head, “sure.”  Fae’s body is very cold and somehow feels both brittle and damp. Braun chooses to ignore the faint squishy sounds he hears when moving Horror Fae’s hair. 

The two Horrors are absolutely delighted. Crackling bones and raspy gasps emanate from them as a form of laughter. The Brownies are afraid the Horror duo’s bodies might break if they continue with their expressions of joy.

“This is all you want?” Braun attempts to smooth Horror Fae’s messy hair unsuccessfully. 

Bow is trying her best to keep a smile on her face for the sake of these two tragic souls. “We can give you anything you want. Do you want some food or something?” 

Spooks below:

“Iiiit’ss... oooookaaaay...” Horror Fae slowly lowers her body to the ground. Her joints pop a few times as she descends. “Iiiiii’mmm..... shoooocked... toooooo...” 

((I’m sorry if that last ask took you off guard. You’re free to blacklist the tag #horror if you don’t want to see them. -Junjo))

Spooky stuff incoming: 

Horror Fae’s sunken eyes droop a bit, “I’mmmmm.... sooooorrrryyy....”

Monarch Lou

Answers below:

Horror Far is still wheezing from speaking so long before and is unable to answer you.

Horror Fae tilts her head and touches a finger to the growth on her face. It pulses a red light that makes her whole body convulse for a moment. The echoing voices can be heard even clearer than before, though it seems to make Horror Fae uncomfortable.

“When a human dies, their soul remains. If the soul has enough magic it reanimates their body to become a monster. If their body is not available, and the soul has excess magic enough for it, the body will be reconstructed from the materials around them. This does ensure that they will look like they did before and more likely will result in a body that is barely able to function.” The voices are most definitely not Horror Fae’s but they still sound familiar to you. 

When the growth’s echoing voices stop Horror Fae is able to relax her body yet again. She too is wheezing now but does not express being in pain. 

Spooky horrors inbound: 

A large plate of spaghetti appears on the ground near the two horrors. It has the Papyrus signature questionability to it. Horror Fae bends over a bit. The metal sticking out of her back pops out just a tad with a sickening sound. 

A low grumble is the only sound she makes for a bit until the growth on her face flutters. An echo of two voices seems to talk for her a moment, “I dooooo noot neeeed to eeeaaaat.... My booody is deead...” She uses one of her long, slender fingers to prod around in the pasta. She seems to be looking for something. “Paaaapyrusss coooookss wiith eeyesss.... Braaaauuunn liiiikeees thooose....”

Horror Far seems surprised to be presented with food. The growth in this neck also begins to flutter. “I ca--n’t e--at. M--y throa--t do--esn--t wo--rk,” he observes Horror Fae’s search with what might be a curious expression.  “I ca--n ge--t m--agic fr--om oth--er t--hin--gs....” He stops suddenly and her twitches a bit, mimicking heavy breathing. Talking this much must be tiring for him.

((I’m going to continue to keep the horror duo under a read more link, just for those people who don’t want to be spooked. -Junjo))

“Yeah,” Braun seems just a tad annoyed, “I can tell just by looking at them.” 

Horror Fae’s eyes finally adjust to the bright void enough to look at Braun. She grumbles a bit in confusion. The butterfly-shaped growth on her face flutters a bit once she beings to speak.

“Yooooouu....” she begins slowly, but as the butterfly flutters more she begins to speed up, “haaave eeeeyes??? Yoou’reee soo biig...”  It is hard to tell where her empty eyes are focused, but a gaunt hand timidly reaches toward Braun’s face. 

Braun twitches back quickly, “What the heck happened to you? What kind of world would do this!?” 

Horror Fae notices Braun recoiling away from her and immediately withdraws her hand.  “Tooooooooriiieeel... saaaaiid...” The fluttering gets even faster than before, she begins to speak almost at a normal pace a faint echo of other voices can be heard in her voice, “huuuman souuls wiith enouugh maagic reanimatee theee boody.”

“Reanimate your own dead body to live in? That looks so painful...” Bow seems more concerned than scared at this point and approaches Horror Far herself. 

Horror Far shrinks away as much as his stiff body allows him, not wanting to be approached. But he answers her all the same. 

“N--o pa--in...” His butterfly-shaped growth flutters in a similar fashion to Horror Fae’s. Once the fluttering gets fast enough for him to speak at a normal pace his voice seems to be coming from the growth itself, rather than his mouth. The same echos can be heard in his voice.  “Can’t fe-el anythin-g. Don’t worr-y,” he pauses a moment and tilts his head ever so slightly, “Pre-tty eyes...”

Horror Far leans in slightly to look at Bow’s face more intently. Bow takes this opportunity to tentatively pat his head. His hair feels very coarse and brittle, like dried hey. Horror Far seems taken aback by being touched. A myriad of chilling pops and cracks are heard from his stiff joints as he tries to move away out of pure shock. 

“I’m sorry, I thought you would like some comfort is all,” Bow makes do with just smiling at him instead. 

Braun finally gets over his own fears after that fearful display. “You’re just like those other, two. Still just as clueless as to how things are supposed to work,” he reaches his hand out to Horror Fae, “Bow’s right. You guys deserve a break from that mess. Even I can see that.” 

Horror Fae’s mouth curls up into a thin smile. Her eyes attempt to close, but do not have quite enough skin to close entirely. 

“Sooooo...... kiiiinnnd....”