Scrap City: Terror Town

[King-Clod]

(1/4)

Mutation Log: I’m cataloging our appearances so we can tell if we’ve mutated in case of future bites. Treaty is doing one as well, but I figured it’d be useful to have a second copy.

 

Chapter: Dopple. 5’4”. Has the voice of a snare drum and the complexion of a golf ball. They have white fur with speckles of black on their back and hands, and their face is littered with acne scars. They have medium ears that come to a point, and an orange trapezoid marking on their stomach. They have short, uneven, black hair. It had grown rather long in the facility, so the first thing they did after we got out was cut it themselves with a piece of shrapnel. Despite its appearance, they take good care of it.

Only mutation so far is two extra fingers on their left hand; they don’t seem to suffer from hunger pangs or paranoia yet. It could just be that they’re very good at hiding it, but they seem to have a pretty laissez-faire outlook despite how bleak everything’s been. I’m not sure if the situation has really hit them yet.

 

Fence: Ruffneck. Heavily mutated. I haven’t taken exact measurements as per his request. His face shape suggests that he might have been a Devil morph before his encounter with the facility. He’s much larger than Chapter and I, around 2 and a half times their height standing up. He walks on all fours, both to fit in rooms with us and because his arms mutated to be much more muscular than his legs. His left arm is about half the size of his right arm, and his legs are about half the size of his left arm. His right eye looks like two eyes stuck together with an elongated pupil, as if it was conducting mitosis and was interrupted. He has tusks, thick brown fur, spindly spiked metal deposits on his neck, and he doesn’t produce smoke anymore other than a smoky cough whenever he gets heated. The cigs we scavenge for him keep that in check.  

 

Definitely struggles with paranoia. It took months for him to say more than a few words to Chapter and I, and he's generally distrustful of any traders or factions Chapter mentions, or any resources gathered from them.

 

He also still isn't comfortable around Treaty - freezing and tensing up whenever she enters the common area, not taking his eyes off of her for a second. But I wouldn't chalk that up to paranoia, honestly. He has complete memory loss of his time in and before the facility, but still remembers her. And from how she talks about him, I can't imagine those memories are good. 

 

He probably resents me for letting her in here. I wouldn't blame him if he did.

 

Treaty: Snapshot morph Amerveille. 5’2”. Light grey fur with purple markings on the snapshot bits, and a red to blue gradient underneath. She doesn’t mark up her fur often - Fence made a comment once that her markings looked like a child drew them and she stopped wearing them around us since. She sometimes marks down important formulas or other information on her arms to save paper, but nothing close to the little stars and moons she wore the first week we settled in here.

She has cat-like eyes, and a voice of a pen against paper. No physical mutations from what I can tell. Paranoia is hard to gauge since she doesn’t really interact with us much in general, save for when she updates her mutation logs or when she works on her gear upgrades with Chapter. I might check in with them later to ask their gauge on her disposition, but they're typically tight-lipped about their conversations.

 

Pierce (me): Pockitt. Mouse morph. No pocket, that was surgically removed years before this. I have tan fur with white and black markings on my wrists, chest, and tail. I have pink eyes and hair. Mutations are two extra eyes on my shoulders (one on each) and a barbed tail. I currently stand at 4’1” and haven’t been feeling increased hunger, tusk growth, or irritability. I fear I may be growing paranoid about Treaty, though I’m having difficulty telling if that’s because of horror radiation or...other factors.

 

Pelle: Dopple. My fiance. She isn’t staying with us anymore. Lost all of her hair, but not her fur. Bouts of extreme paranoia, loss of memory. Loss of voice. Animalistic behavior. I'm not sure what she looks like now, and I won’t journal what she used to look like in case she never looks like that again. Whatever she looks like, whatever shape she’s in when we get her back, she’ll be Pelle. And that’s enough.


Elsewhere, something taps on the glass.
"Tell me, little one. Are you a clever monster?"

[Lilium Mortem]

Depends on who's asking...