Body Horror Meme

[ioniconeirologist]

WARNING -- POSSIBLE TRIGGERS (violence, pain, parasites, zombies, etc)

body horror meme


Something's gone wrong. Maybe it was a little parasite, wiggling under your skin. Maybe something bit you that one night in the woods. Maybe someone decided they didn't like you and placed a curse on you, or maybe the local psychotic AI decided she liked you and filled you full of nanites. In any case, you're changing, body and soul. There's no way to stop it. No way to reverse it. And above all, it's the most painful thing you've ever experienced...

HOW IT WORKS:
- Tag the meme, leaving your character name, fandom, and any preferences in the subject line
- Other character tags you
- You tag back, and use the random number generator to select from the following options. Or don't, and do whatever strikes your fancy. If you roll something your character already is, either roll again, go for human, or pick something that otherwise suits your fancy.
- Other character reacts, or is free to also roll on the table
- Play out the results.
- Have fun, but respect the preferences of others.

1. Water-dwelling. You're growing gills, or your skin is turning translucent, or you're sprouting fins, or maybe you're outright turning into some form of sea life. It doesn't matter what you're turning into – what does matter is that you're slowly losing the ability to breathe air, and there's no water in sight...

2. Animal. Something bit you, and you're turning into an animal. Your bones lengthen or perhaps shrink, break, twist, and reform, your teeth lengthen or shorten, and above all, you feel your instincts being overridden. Your senses sharpen; you notice smells you never did before, your vision becomes more sensitive to movement. If you're a predator? Man, these people look mighty tasty. Prey? OHGOD, EVERYTHING IS TERRIFYING. Lizard? Enjoy your new inability to regulate body temperature. Bird? Have fun with the whole beak and hollowing bones. And don't even get us started on insects and arachnids...

3. Parasitic Something's inside you, and it's changing you from within, chewing up your insides and altering your thoughts. You're not sure how much longer you're going to be you, and when the parasite's going to take over completely...

4. Demonic You've been meddling with dark powers beyond the ken of mortal man, and it seems you've accidentally sold your soul. Will you be the traditional kind of demon, horns and hooves, or something far more terrifying and ineffable?

5. Undead: No doubt about it, you're dying, but as you are, something's been altered in you. Maybe you're becoming a vampire – and not the fun kind, either, we're talking ugly, ravenous, and mad. Maybe you're a zombie, or a ghoul, and human flesh looks mighty tasty. Or maybe you're just turning into a ghost bent on vengeance. In any case, death is never fun.

6. Cybernetic Get captured by the Borg? Strapped to an operating table? Injected with nanites? Whatever happened to you, you're slowly turning into something half man, half machine, your squishy bits being replaced by mechanical components.

7. Lovecraftian You've heard their song, the terrors from beyond the stars, and even now they sing in your blood as your flesh transmutes into something ineffable and unknowable. You revel in the pain you feel even as you seek to spread it, to herald the end of all things... or maybe worse, you're aware of the transition as your mind becomes not your own.

8. Fusion/Hivemind You begin to fuse with the first person who tagged you – physically, mentally, or both. Soon, you can't tell who is who, which one of you is the real you, as your thoughts become one. Join in the fleshsong, mortal...

9. Inanimate Your body slowly petrifies and hardens, turning to stone, wood, glass, or something stranger still; or perhaps you liquefy, turning to some kind of liquid, or maybe you dissolve into the air itself.

10. Wildcard / pick your own Pick whatever you like, combine a few options, or make up your own.

Meme originally posted by teal_deer.

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Ichimatsu | Osomatsu-san

[kittymatsu]

[Favorites are 1, 6, 8, 9, probably 5 and 3 in certain circumstances and 2 is practically canon, but FEEL FREE TO THROW ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING AT ME yessssss]

Karamatsu Matsuno | Osomatsu-san | OTA

[karappo]

[I'm cool with all of these prompts, though 3 im just a little iffy on but would also be totally cool with in the right circumstances so feel free to ask if you're curious! OTHERWISE HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT]

How about 1, I feel like 1

[kittymatsu]

[Another day, another completely bizarre escapade that, in their lives, could only be described as normal. This one had involved Chibita deciding to turn his oden stand into a sushi stand for some reason, and thank god it was over, because the stuff had been just horrible. Most of the siblings hadn't been able to even swallow a bite. Where had he even gotten that fish from, anyway???

...Though, Ichimatsu had eaten quite a bit of it. Fish was fish, even gross fish was good enough for him. Seriously, it hadn't been THAT bad... though Chibita's oden was definitely better.

So now they were back home, most of them had split up to go do their own thing, and a couple of stray cats were following at Ichimatsu's heels. He goes to his usual corner and slumps into it, taking a cat toy out of his hoodie pocket to play with them, idly scratching at his neck.

Boy, his neck really itches for some reason.]

[karappo]

[The reasoning behind Chibita abandoning oden to give the sushi business a try was a mystery to everyone but Chibita. Karamatsu tried to be supportive, he truly did. Chibita always came through for him, so he had to at least try to do the same!!

...unfortunately, even Kara couldn't pretend that he liked it. In fact, he only vaguely remembers spitting it out before actually attempting to get it down. He wasn't sure what it was about it that was so unappealing, but it was. Ichimatsu was the only one of them who seemed to truly enjoy it. Jyushi might have eaten a few pieces, but Kara honestly wasn't sure. He could have just as easily hidden the pieces up his sleeves until Chibita wasn't looking or something.

No matter, though. Chibita had returned to oden and everything was back to normal. Karamatsu had just been preparing to head up to the roof, his guitar slung over his back, when he notices Ichimatsu retiring to the corner of the room with a slew of cats in his wake.]

Ah, so it's just you and me today again, eh Brother?

[kittymatsu]

[...Ugh. No. Why. Can't he just go up on the dumb roof and fall off it leave Ichi alone for one day?? He even managed to bring an unusual number of cats home today... hope you're up for an utterly disparaging look, Karamatsu.]

Yeah... no witnesses.

[The dark comment kind of loses its force as Ichi takes in a breath and... immediately breaks into a coughing fit, however. That's strange. He actually feels a little short of breath, but it's not like he's exerting himself or anything...]

[karappo]

[You say that like he isn't well used to Ichimatsu's disparaging looks by now! He'd be concerned if he received anything else from his fourth brother.

The coughing is new, though, and has Karamatsu's train of thought shifting before he can actually respond.]

Are you feeling alright?

[Ichi did have a lot of that nasty sushi, after all...but that wouldn't make him cough, would it? And if he were allergic, he figures he'd be dead by now.]

[kittymatsu]

Fine, Shittymat...su...

[But the last bit comes out in a wheeze, and Ichimatsu's eyes widen as he realizes he's actually starting to have trouble breathing. A hand goes to his throat - there's something odd about the texture of his skin there; it feels... loose?

One of the cats looks up from licking at his fingers, confused, as he staggers to his feet. But his legs are strangely weak, and they buckle under him, sending him crashing face-first back to the floor.

Yep, he's TOTALLY FINE all right.]

[karappo]

[The shift is so quick and so sudden that Ichimatsu is on the floor before Karamatsu can even think about reacting. And for a moment too long he just stares at his brother collapsed in front of him, as if trying to process what just happened.

...and then, it clicks that this is Not Normal behavior, even for one as socially inept as Ichimatsu is.]

B-Brother!?

[Karamatsu falls down to one knee, his hands automatically reaching for Ichimatsu's shoulders before they still in midair, drawing back slightly. Ichimatsu isn't one to be touched lightly, but he isn't sure what else to do.

Shit shit, his hands were at his throat. Is he choking?!]

[kittymatsu]

[He certainly sounds like he's choking, especially as he gives another wheezing cough. He's pulling in air but... it's not working. It's not doing anything. Ichimatsu's mind is quickly going hazy at the lack of oxygen, and his body seems to be screaming only one thing at him...]

Wa... water...

[Water! Why water?? He's not even thirsty! But for some reason, all he can think about is water...

His hands scrabble unconsciously at his throat, and the loosened skin is actually starting to pull and peel off, revealing strange red lines and an unusual texture underneath.]

[karappo]

[Karamatsu is no doctor, but he's pretty sure that a choking person- one who is seriously choking- wouldn't actually be able to speak. But the request for water has him up on his feet sure enough, and he's calling over his shoulder as he turns to dart toward the kitchen.]

Hang on! Hang on, I'll- I've got it!

[Fortunately, he turns away just as Ichimatsu's skin starts to pull away, leaving one less thing for Karamatsu to be distracted and subsequently horrified by, no doubt delaying the water for even longer.

But he does return soon enough, glass of water in hand with droplets dripping down his arm and off his elbow onto the floor. He resumes his position at Ichimatsu's side, one hand unconsciously reaching out to try and help him sit up while he hands the glass to him.]

[kittymatsu]

[Some part of Ichimatsu is foggily convinced that Karamatsu is going to accidentally bring him hot sauce instead or something, but no, there he is with the glass of water, and it seems like pathetically little water. But he drops a shred of dead skin and grips it with trembling hands anyway, bolting it down in one go.

The relief and brief rush of oxygen is heavenly enough that it takes him a few long moments to realize that water wasn't actually swallowed. In fact, it gushed straight through those slowly growing slits in his neck, bursting the loose skin there that hadn't already been broken.

He stares down at his soaked hoodie, thoroughly confused, before his body starts reminding him again that it can't breathe. No, no, that didn't work, he doesn't know what's going on, and he's terrified. He takes another rattling gulp of air - this one almost sounding like a sob - to no avail, clawing again at his raw neck and shaking in a panic.]

K-Karamatsuuuuuuu-!

[BECAUSE OF COURSE THIS IS HIS FAULT, SOMEHOW]

AND NOW IT'S TIME FOR 9 OOPS WE CAN'T BE STOPPED

[kittymatsu]

[If there's anything worse than your incredibly painful brother, it's when he leaves his shit lying around and reminds you that he exists. Ichi nearly steps on Karamatsu's dumb hand mirror as he enters the living room, shooting it a dark, hollow look as he realizes what it is.

Well. Karamatsu's not here. And he left his stupid mirror on the floor. What he doesn't know won't kill him, and Ichimatsu knows literally no one but Kara will miss this particular piece of junk. Bending down, he picks it up, and... ugh, seeing his own gross face in it only makes him more disgusted.

Here goes the mirror, smashing against the floor. Glass everywhere! ...Shit, some of it cut his hand. Ichimatsu only smirks, however - it's well worth how satisfying that was. It then gets tossed lazily into the trash can, conspicuously on top of everything. Oops!

Welp, that was his good deed for the day. Ichimatsu digs a bag of chips and a manga out of his hoodie pocket, intent on settling into the corner with them while he has the house to himself. He stretches a bit as he sits down, however. Ugh, he feels kinda stiff for some reason.]

CANT STOP WONT STOP NOT SURE HOW TO STOP

[karappo]

[It's rare that Karamatsu is ever that careless with his most prized possessions, namely his hand mirror. But today was a special case, given the fact that he'd been struck with a sudden bolt of inspiration, leading him to drop everything and rush up to the roof with his guitar. He wasn't just singing today- he was going to write his own music! Which meant that the mirror he'd been using was hastily set down instead of being put away or carried with him.

In fact, if Ichimatsu listens, he might hear Karamatsu's occasional caterwaul from overhead, the plinking of strings on his guitar plainly audible. Of course, he couldn't have heard the sound of his beloved mirror shattering from all the way outside, and certainly not over the sound of his own voice. Ichimatsu is safe in that regard.

If asked, Karamatsu would claim that his brothers couldn't do such a thing anyway. Right? Right.

Either way, his music playing can only go on for so long, which means he'll likely be heading back inside soon...]

[kittymatsu]

[Ichi's just WAITING for him to come back inside, to be quite honest. See what happens when you leave your things lying around, Karamatsu? "Accidents." That's what happens.

...Ah, that godawful noise stopped. Time to pretend to be reading his comic, while actually peering over the top of it to see this reaction.]

[karappo]

[Aaand here he comes, Mr. America himself. He's looking pretty confident after that session, his guitar slung over his back as he saunters inside. There's a piece of partially crumpled paper in one hand that he waves about as he walks in, apparently what he'd been writing the lyrics to his masterpiece on.

He actually thought the house was empty, so when he spots Ichi across the living room as he enters, his face lights up almost immediately. It probably makes what's about to happen all the sweeter for Ichimatsu.]

Brother! I've been working all morning and you have to listen to my-

[CRUNCH

Kara stops dead mid-sentence, all of his weight on his right foot as something very loudly just crunched beneath the sole of his shoe. He blinks before slowly lifting his foot to look at what he'd stepped on because what in the world...]

Ah...

[kittymatsu]

[Sure is a shard of glass from the mirror that's now sitting very obviously on top of the trash! Yes indeed. Ichi feigns lifting his eyes away from the comic - badly, it's pretty obvious he was watching the whole time - and hides his twisted smile behind the book.]

Ah. I tripped.

[TRIPPED. TOTALLY. EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED.]

[karappo]

[...oh. Now his eyes are zeroing in on the trashcan, and before he realizes what's happening his legs are moving and he's making a beeline for it. He quickly reaches in and picks up the mirror by the handle, his grip nearly faltering when yet more glass falls off the frame and into the trash the moment he lifts it up.

THIS...THIS IS...FINE.]

A-ah.

[It was just an accident, right?

He forces a smile, quickly righting himself as that smile grows a bit wider, one hand lifting to brush his hair back as the other grips his shattered mirror.]

It's okay, my- my d-dear Brother! Accidents happen! I just...ah, I will-! I will get a new one! No harm done!

[And yet here Karamatsu stands, his hands shaking a little as he grips the poor mirror like doing so will fix it.]

[kittymatsu]

[Oh god, look how worked up he is over the dumb mirror. That's hilarious. Let's play dumb some more!]

Eeeeeeeeeeh? Don't you have dozens of tho-

[But something catches in his throat, like his vocal cords are locking up, and he coughs instead. It sounds... weird. Less organic than it should. Blinking, Ichimatsu stares blankly ahead in confusion, dropping one side of the manga as he flexes his fingers.

...Those feel stiff too, now. He glances at them -

- the cut on his hand is gone. Well, not gone - there's a strange, glassy... scar? over where it was. His expression turns alarmed at this discovery and he abruptly freezes, staring at it. What? The hell is that?? Wounds don't heal like that! It doesn't even look like skin!]

[karappo]

[Unfortunately- or fortunately, perhaps?- for Ichimatsu, Karamatsu is so worked up over his mirror that he doesn't notice his brother's confusion and distress, his eyes still locked on the busted frame in his hands.]

I do have...a few, but this one...no, no it's nothing!

[BUT, BUT-]

Everything can be replaced! Mirrors are...so fragile, it was bound to happen eventually-!

[kittymatsu]

I-I, uh...

[Yeah, something DEFINITELY sounds off about his voice. Ichi manages to stumble to his feet, dropping the comic and chips completely, his movements stiff and jerky like he's having trouble moving properly.]

I gotta go take a dump...

[But he doesn't make it two steps before it feels like something's suddenly trying to crush all his internal organs at once, and he collapses to the ground with a pathetic whine. Or is that a moan? It's never easy to tell, with Ichimatsu.

At any rate, this is it, huh? Some glass got inside his blood vessels or something and now it's made it to his heart, and he's going to die. Well, he went out doing the world a service, anyway. He clutches at his chest, curling up as tightly as he can with what feels like half his body not obeying him and awaiting the inevitable.]

Kaneki Ken | Tokyo Ghoul | OTA

[samsa]

[See preferences re: Karamatsu's top-level!]

Nagisa Hazuki | Free! | OTA

[naggysa]

[See preferences re: Karamatsu's top-level!]

Felicia | Fire Emblem: Fates | OTA

[blunders]

[My only particular nos are 3 and 7, otherwise I'm game!

Potential for spoilers as well, so lemme know if you wanna avoid them.]

Leo Whitefang | Guilty Gear Xrd: Sign | OTA

[dandy_lion]

[Yeah, he's not full lion yet but boy howdy does he sure look even more like a lion than he already did.]

Lewis Pepper | Mystery Skulls Animated

[mightjustdisappear]