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[ open ] Body Swap Quest!!!
WHO: Pyra and Shen Qingqiu and YOU
WHERE: Around town
WHEN: This week
WHAT: Body switching! Pyra and Shen Qingqiu will have separate prompts for whoever wants to tag them when bodyswapped during this quest!
WARNINGS: Nothing
[ Prompts in the Comments! ]
WHERE: Around town
WHEN: This week
WHAT: Body switching! Pyra and Shen Qingqiu will have separate prompts for whoever wants to tag them when bodyswapped during this quest!
WARNINGS: Nothing
[ Prompts in the Comments! ]
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[ Wouldn't it be nice to be tall? Yes, that's the start of this all. A single innocuous thought. A single innocuous thought that's coupled to the thought that, wow, Shen Qingqiu is pretty tall.
Wouldn't it be nice to be tall like him for once?
Which somehow ends with her thinking of the quest about switching bodies, but-- no, no, obviously she shouldn't do that, she shouldn't be thinking that she'd like to switch bodies if only to be tall for once, that would be silly and stupid and--
Oops, they've switched bodies. ....It's just her luck that the body she's in is apparently violently ill. Why, she has no idea, but she's going to assume that the real Shen Qingqiu has the reason, so she's going to muster what strength and focus she has to attempt to find him! Er, him-in-her-body, yeah. That.
Only, she going to get two steps before collapsing. Gritting her teeth and digging her nails into the ground, she somehow manages to push herself back up to her feet. If she can just find him... ]
A: Probably... Sometime Later
[ The safest thing to do right now is to stay put until the rest of the poison-effects subside, which she will do in the comfort of her own home. Or... his own home. Should you need Shen Qingqiu, she'll be answering the door while still swapped with his body. ]
[ Even if she's in someone else's body and feeling ill, she'll always lend a hand along with a kind smile! ]
B: Reaching New Heights
[ And now she can finally enjoy being tall.
It's great. It's really great.
She's decided to take a stroll, but as she passes one of the windows of the church she happens to catch her (new body's) reflection. It really hits her just how tall she is now! It's incredible! Look how long his arms are! (Because she's waving them around.) Or how lanky his legs are! (Because she's seeing exactly how wide her strides are now.)
She's on cloud nine because clearly she physically reaches up to those heights. Congrats, you've caught her making Shen Qingqiu look like a fool.
Pyra brings her (his) hands up to either side of her face, smiling something silly and giggling. ]
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[ Oh, hey. My poisoning isn't kicking my ass. He had to stop circulating his energy to concentrate the poison in his body so he could spit it out -- super gross, super wrong -- but it had allowed him to pick up five purple scales and keep them on his person. Shen Qingqiu didn't stop removing the poison because he wanted to, but because his energy had drained down and he was attempting to wait for it to build up so he could keep doing what he was doing.
Until then, it was enduring a feeling of "OH FUCK, THIS IS THE END!" due to stacked poison status. But now he is feeling pretty good. He lifts his head up, smiling to himself. Fuck you, scales! His expression remains neutral as he feels rather good about his decisions. He was able to get rid of scales that people could have picked up, and endured the time the poisoned was and -- ]
Why am I red? [ He turns his hands over a few times as he looks at himself. His eyes drift down then snap back up. Oh fuck! Fuck! He is on his feet -- or rather her feet. FUCK! His arms are out like somehow that'll help him find his body faster! ]
Pyra! [ His hand slaps over his mouth as he hears his voice as her voice yet his thoughts are his thoughts. That's ... that's a situation I will fucking deal with in a second. He is off running, looking for his body. Don't be dead in a ditch! Don't be dead in a ditch! Don't be dead in a ditch!!! ]
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Panic sets in as her vision begins to blur, and she hurriedly blinks, shaking her head as she feels... cold. And clammy, her (his?) brow dotting with beads of sweat as she tries to push herself through this.
Is this something that he's been enduring this entire time? And if he has, why hasn't he told anyone? It must be like the time he believed himself to be cursed, how he didn't ask for help with that either. Only this is much graver...
Meanwhile.
She's not going to lie-- it had been quite amusing to be within Choubee's body even as Pyra was on her own. But as soon as she hears that don't be dead from him--
Well, why would he think that? Mythra won't make conversation with him and bother with asking questions. She only demands results.
Focus.
The command is biting.
You know the signature of your energy. She had felt it, when she had asked for him to share his power with her in his heart. Follow it. ]
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[ Shen Qingqiu skids to a halt as he hears another voice in his head. It's not his own. It's female. It doesn't sound like a Google-translate voice. But panic immediately strikes him as he starts running around in a circle. No, no, no, no, no! His hands are pressed against his ears as he takes off in a sprint.
How! How did the System get turned back on?! How?! He's more than a little fearful that he's going to have to listen to someone give him orders or else his existence is null-and-void!! No! He feels like his body can't do half as much as he wants to do with it, actually. It feels like it's sealed. He knows this feeling due to having been poisoned so many times in the past.
What a shitty reason to know that a body's not at it's top. He stops running around in a circle abruptly. Wait, she's hindered? Why? His hand gently touches his own chest. Hey, why? That... hey, are you okay? He's talking, of course, to an imaginary Pyra. ]
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[ I touched her chest.
Shen Qingqiu is back to running about in a circle but this time with his hands up. That was an accident! Just as he wants to keep running about in this manner -- he remembers what that voice told him. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it!
But he keeps running, just letting his thoughts clear out so that he can focus on his own energy. Right. Yeah. I know it. As he rounds for yet another lap, his head snaps up. Found it! He takes off in a run towards where he thinks that his body might be -- ARMS STILL UP, THOUGH! ]
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A part of her feels betrayed; hadn't they already talked to each other to let each other worry for the other, to look after one another? In his heart, even! Oh but she knows old habits are still hard to break, and so she wouldn't put it past him if he would hide this, but even still...
How could she be so blind to his suffering?
And with her within his body, she can hardly feel anything but... cold. ]
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....No time for that now.
He's immortal. Mythra knows that much, so there... shouldn't be any way in which Pyra would actually die while stuck in his body, right? Right?
Focus.
The command is repeated, firmer this time.
And lower your arms, that's just making it worse.
...The bouncing, that is.
The voice continues to speak, managing to take on a tone more akin to Pyra's: reassuring and softer. We're almost there. ]
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[ Shen Qingqiu wants to make a fuss -- a bigger fuss -- and tell the voice not to tell him what to do. He has a lot of bad memories that come from listening to a voice suddenly instruct him on what he should be doing, but none of what has been said has been bad.
Especially the part of lowering his arms.
He crosses his (her) arms over his chest, pressing everything down. This only makes his face grow much more red, but at least, nothing is bouncing! Jiggle physics are the worst! He never thought he would say such a thing, but he's saying it now! Sprinting around the corner, he nearly eats pavement as he is cuts the corner a little too close, but he's still on his feet!
How the fuck is this fair! Pyra's a good person! She doesn't deserve to be in my body! His screaming gets a little worse until he actually sees her. He gasps at how she looks and idly wonders. ... ah fuck, did I look that bad?
It's very straight to look at his own body through someone else's eyes. But to be fair, that isn't his body, either. But it has been the one he's been occupying for the past years so he's saying finder's keepers. Stop, stop, stop! None of that matters! He's cracking jokes, making light, because he's scared. He knows he's scared and that is just what he does.
He skids to a halt in front of Pyra before reaching out to place his hands on either side of, well, his own face. Same idea. Same idea. The idea of transferring energy into his own body. ]
It'll be all right. It'll be all right. You just need a little energy and you can remove the poison yourself.
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B
So seeing him like this is....definitely different.]
Uh...Shifu? ['What are you doing?' goes unasked but it's there in his tone.
...is this an effect related to a scale?]
Re: B
[ Still wearing that dopey smile, Pyra will turn to look at him and....
And then realize that she's totally doing something she shouldn't be doing as Shen Qingqiu. Because she's guessed by now that as ~Peak Lord~ or whatever he is, he probably goes to great lengths to keep up appearances! Like a bureaucratic type, only immortal!
So. Um....
Clearing her throat. ]
[ Well waddaya know, the man has taken on some people as students here!!
....How come he's never asked her to be a student.... :C ]
Forgive me. I was only.... [ Admiring how amazing it is to be tall!! ] Stretching. [ His face muscles. ]
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Though he's not actually Shen Qingqiu's student. He just wasn't very confident with pronouncing his name properly.
So it's weird to hear him calling himself 'your shifu'...though less weird than that smile had been. So his look of confusion gets worse even before she tells him that was supposed to be stretching.]
...stretching.
[He sounds a bit disbelieving...is it bad that his first thought is 'possession'?]
Are you okay?
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(More like, she's terrible at this.) ]
Stretching is... an important part of a daily routine for those of all ages.
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...I see.
[But...what kind of stretches were those even? Then again, maybe the stretches a cultivator needed to do were different from the ones he did in his highschool gym class.]
I guess...you'd know best. [Pause.] You...haven't been picking up any of the scales, have you?
[Because he hasn't quite written of the idea that something might be affecting him.]
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Which is why he's here right now! Smiling up at his tall cultivator friend.]
Hello! I hope you don't mind the visit. I've brought homemade bread today, would you like to share?
[Pulling a loaf out of his sleeve as he says this. He has a roommate that can cook now!! Important update.]
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...But hmmm, why is he bringing bread to Shen Qingqiq, specifically? Was Wei Wuxian actually onto something...
This also brings up another dilemma. If Xie Lian brought this bread over for Shen Qingqiu and not Pyra-- she can't have some! This isn't her bread to eat! ] Of... of course I do not mind.
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...More importantly, Shifu seems a little off today for some reason...Xie Lian keeps smiling as he walks in, deciding to act normal for now as he sets his offering down on the nearest table.]
How are you doing today? I feel as if I've had a rather exciting week, myself - but at least I can say the weather's been nice, if nothing else. [Always important!]
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But at the same time, she really respects Shen Qingqiu and she's assuming that he wants to keep up his image as being dignified!
How can she possibly handle this predicament?! She's going to cave, and pretty soon at that, she's certain! ]
[ She can talk about the weather all day. And tea. ]
Although, admittedly this teacher has not been having the best of days. I had picked up a few of those scales lying about... [ Hah, yes, take that, Shen Qingqiu, she's doing the right thing and letting his friends know that he's been getting himself hurt! ]
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I've picked up a few of those too. They seem quite dangerous, don't they? Some colors more than others....[wait.] Are you alright though? You haven't gotten yourself hurt, have you?
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[ After the mishap involving the sudden switch in bodies, he decides that he should not just keep up the task of picking up purple scales. Til we meet again, motherfuckers! Which is to say that he absolutely plans to keep picking them up as soon as his body is returned to him, but right now -- he has Pyra's body on loan and going to take good care of it.
Unfortunately, he has somewhat perfected the resting bitch-face while he's chilling out thinking of what he is going to need to do and what needs to be done. Well, at least, I didn't have Xiu Ya with me. The one time I'm glad I don't have my sword.
It's an idle thought of his but suddenly a a huge fuck-off sword manifests in his grip. WHAT THE FUCK?!
He lifts the sword up to stare at it in mild horror. What?! Yet while he's screaming to himself, his (or rather her?) expression remains impassive and calm. He lightly swings the blade to leave a deep cut in the ground and immediately pulls the sword back. AHHHHH!! ]
b. The Pyrafect Lady
[ So, he's in her body now. He could just tell people that he's now in her body, but it feels a bit rude? Invasive?!
There is panic in the disco of his heart as he decides to find a tablecloth to make a hole in so that he makes himself a makeshift moo-moo dress. Not that there is anything wrong with how Pyra dresses, but he doesn't want anyone to get the wrong idea!! He's not ogling or being inappropriate! He's not! Okay?!
He should just say that this is for the mission, and yet instead, when he meets someone -- his brain panics. ]
Yes? Do you perhaps need my help? My help ... being Pyra's help? [ This probably would work better if he had not spent the better half of six years practicing controlling his facial expressions and so "Pyra's" face appears relatively calm, aloof, and elegant, despite the wording of "her" questions. ]
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So excuse his staring. ALSO HEY. SOMEONE ELSE HAS A SWORD THAT CAN APPEAR OUT OF NOWHERE.]
Whoa. That's really cool!
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[ Holy fucking shit, it's Jim! ]
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[ Okay, so, while everyone else is like switching around bodies and whatnot, and this really shouldn't be considered that weird or whatever. Shen Qingqiu has, unfortunately, made it weird. He decides the best plan is to just pretend that he's Pyra, because of a series of issues that happened due to him purposely poisoning himself.
It isn't like she actually wanted to be in my body! So! Let's just pretend that I'm her. 'Cause, look, look, okay!? I feel guilty that she ended up in my plague-ridden carcass! I don't want her to be thought of as foolish for having said, "Yes, I would like to be in that body that is seemingly dying!" It was an accident! No one was okay with it! Okay, um, yeah, let's just say I'm her. ]
Oh, really? Thank you. Would you like to see something even more amazing?
[ Here goes literally fucking nothing?? He chucks the sword and holds his hands out, fingers sprayed, towards it. Just like with cultivation the blade moves with his own thoughts. THANK FUCK THAT ACTUALLY FUCKING WORKED OR IT WOULD BE LIKE. LOOK AT ME YEET THIS FUCKING SWORD! ]
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But since Jim has never met Pyra, he suspects nothing at the moment. In fact, he grins a little at the prospect of being shown something cool.]
Sure. If you don't mind!
[And wow, okay. That's actually really neat! He couldn't control his sword like that, though he could make it disappear and reappear in his hand.] How do you do that?
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[ The word "cultivation" starts to come up his throat before it takes a U-turn as he answers: ]
The sword is a part of me. [ That's the biggest bullshit answer that I've ever given in my life. But I have no idea? I just kind of thought it would work and then it did! ]
There is a lot that I can do with it. [ Actually, while he hates heights, he feels more at ease when he's on a sword. That's been forever. I should try it again. ] Here is something else...
[ He brings the sword back, pulling at it with his thoughts, before he takes a running jump to land on it. Unfortunately, this is not a sword that understands what it is that he wants to do. Instead of landing on the sword itself, it de-materializes and he slams hard into the ground.
................ow. ]
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[That was definitely not the answer he was expecting. Then again, other worlds and all that, right?
He's watching with a degree of anticipation to see what she would do next.
His eyes widened when she jumped...and hit the ground. He immediately moves closer, concerned.]
Hey, are you okay? [That looked like it hurt!]
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