Kin Name: Rotten Liar
Preference List: 8, 4, 6, 20, 3, 5, 1, 2, 13, 9, 17
RP:
Rotten Liar liked games. They liked games a lot. So when prompted with the chance to play "catch the light motes" they immediately said no. They walked away. They pretended they were leaving and then got to work. Absolutely not would they admit that they wanted to take part in the game. If they had, they might have heard that there were light side effects. But no. They very uninterestedly walked over to a mote and then caught it, and very immediately found themselves in the cold, snowy mountains.
They weren't fond of that, nor the panic that came with it. They were ill prepared for it and definitely ran around for a few minutes looking to escape the mountains until they came down.
... That should have come with a warning. After being taken on that ride they decided to at least get the most out of it so they returned with it to drop it off.
"It floated right into my mouth," they said through their teeth. Literally and figuratively. They dropped it off and left again.
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They were still interested in the game, perhaps more than before. There was something fascinating about it now. How did that work? Would they go back to the mountains if they caught another, or would something new happen? They had to know. So they searched until they got another mote, and this time they found themselves morphing into the body of something else. They found themselves in the shape of a kincaller, something they had recently discovered during the wild obelisk adventure. They were smaller than before with wings and talons. They could speak as kincallers do, calling out into the darkness with a cry but when they tried to speak they spoke of cryptic messages about the obelisks, things that made absolutely no sense.
Rotten Liar was thankful when that hallucination wore off, and they found themselves back on all four legs on the ground.
"This stupid mote of light isn't interesting at all," they said as they brought it back. "I heard something would happen if you caught one but nothing!"
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The last mote was the most interesting of them all if you asked Rotten Liar. There was nothing particularly interesting but becoming another animal or teleporting to another place, something the kin of legend could do as well as travelers of the obelisks. However, becoming another type of kin? Rotten Liar went from a kimeti to totoma. It was absolutely horrid to be so fluffy. Their head felt heavier, their back too. They felt like they were going to get stuck in the mud of the swamp now. How did one deal with being so large and in charge? It didn't last too long and soon Rotten Liar felt at one with themselves again as the mote stopped having a fit.
The kimeti carried the mote back to the lantern for the last time. They dropped the mote of light off, "Nothing happened, I'm afraid it's quite dull so I'm going to stop."
8: Your kin imagines they are in a different climate (plain, mountains, desert, caves)!
3: Your kin imagines they have become a type of familiar!
7: Your kin imagines they are a different species of kin!
Spoiler
2: Your kin imagines they are huge!
3: Your kin imagines they have become a type of familiar!
4: Your kin imagines they are a tree and cannot move!
5: Your kin imagines they are made up of one of the four elements!
6: Your kin imagines their shadow has taken on its own life!
7: Your kin imagines they are a different species of kin!
8: Your kin imagines they are in a different climate (plain, mountains, desert, caves)!
9: Your kin imagines they are completely covered in motes!
10: You capture an exceptionally large mote with no consequences.