мonsтerғalls (gravity falls au) - open!

[Aqua888]

(I can't wait to start!!!)

[silverlock]

Name: Liza Willows
Nickname: None
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Type of monster: Werewolf
Family: Father, Adrian Willows ( Human with the head of a jackal, look up the Egyptian god Anubis, I'm not sure if this kind of monsters have a specific name); mother, Alina Cambridge ( Kitsune ( a nine-tailed fox spirit that can turn into human but their shadow always shows what they really are))
History: Liza was a normal girl living in Gravity Falls until she drank from that weird water her father brought from a tourist trap called "The Mistery Shack". On the next day she found herself as a werewolf and her parents as other types of monsters
Personality: She's a very confident girl with sense of humor and likes joking around. Her serious side doesn't occur pretty often, but she doesn't care. Only when the full moon comes, she's becoming more and more aggressive, and when it's new moon - she feels like crashed
Likes: Funny things, her family, being wild and free, the woods, meat ( steaks overall), full moon, trying working out
Dislikes: New moon, vegetables, too loud places
Weakness[es] ( depending on type of monster): New moon periods, her new animal high sensitivity ( hearing and smelling mostly)
Other: She doesn't have friends in Gravity Falls but she would love to make some new ones. Also, OOC, I have a drawing of her, check it

[Cuppuccino]

(here's a post! it's a starter, so that's why it's longer... there isn't a word limit is there? ^^")

Morning came upon the Mystery Shack with a certain strangeness. Not in the way that something was strange, but in the way that hardly anything seemed strange. Nice autumn mornings like this, a gnome or two would usually be running around in the yard, till one of the occupants of the shack woke up and chased the little rascals off with a broom (usually one of the Stans). At the very least, something odd would come to perch on the roof and wake everyone up with a screech, such as the one eyed ravens that liked to hang around the forest. But this morning, everything was strangely normal.

Maybe that's why Stanford was able to sleep much later that morning, even hunched over his papers in the basement in an awkward and uncomfortable position. He snored a little bit, a page of the almost completed journal three stuck to his cheek. He mumbled a bit in his sleep.

"I can't believe you... snooooore... got me banned out of three states..." his eyes suddenly darted open, and he sat up abruptly "LEE! Wha-what?"

It didn't take him long to realize he wasn't in a room yelling at his twin, but that he was at his desk, where he must have fallen asleep last night. He groaned and pushed his glasses out of the way to rub at his eyes, pushing the journal and an empty water bottle out of the way so that he could put his head in his arms and maybe catch a few more minutes of much needed shuteye.

Well, that's what he was planning to do, until fur brushed against the edges of his eyes instead of the pads of his fingers... until his whole summer took a sudden, unexpected turn.

"Am I still dreaming?" Ford held out his hand (paw?) out in front of him, turning it back and forth in the dim lighting. He adjusted his glasses with his other hand... which, as he did so, he realized was another paw. And it wasn't just his hands, Ford discovered with a slight eye widening. Despite his clothing and not being able to see his own face, he could feel the itchy feeling of fur all around his body, as if his stubble had turned into a beard overnight then took over. Three new appendages also seemed to have sprouted out of him; one out of his spine, and two out of his back. He scrambled out of his seat unsteadily, scanning the room for... something. Whatever did this. He'd never heard of anything in Gravity Falls being able to turn humans into... whatever he was now, other than a demon like Bill, but what else could it be? He padded around the room as quiet as he could with his boots on, scanning the tops of shelves and under desks for any sort of unusual creature or item (that hadn't been there already, that is). He even checked on the box holding the infinity die, but it hadn't been touched, meaning it wasn't that either. He frowned.

'What if it got upstairs?? The kids and Stanley!' suddenly paniced, Stanford raced towards the stairs, stumbling in his boots that were now, for some reason, very uncomfortable. Without much thought behind it, he kicked his boots off to reveal furry toes, then dashed up the stairs, stumbling on his new feet once or twice.

He opened up the vending machine cautiously, eyes scanning the area for immediate threats. After a second, he threw it open and jumped out, bringing out his gun to defend himself against whatever might be up here.

Two things happened at once. His gun clattered out of his paws, and he realized that there was nothing up here.

Stanford relaxed with a visible falling of the ears, reaching down to pick up the gun he'd accidentally dropped. Without his normal, human fingers, he wasn't able to get a good grip on the weapon, and ended up fumbling it multiple times. He finally managed to tuck it back in his pocket, but only after he'd suspended it between his paws, not attempting to use his fingers at all.

Sigh "This is going to be more difficult than I thought" He hoped Stanley and the kids were fine, at least. They had to be, if there wasn't any type of creature or monster in the shack to have caused this.

...Right?

[bawnbawn.]

@Narwhal2;; Your other characters are accepted; I saw the forms on your original post ^^
@64Kitty360 and @My Dawn;; Your OCs are both accepted, thanks for putting them up :) Everything should now be updated on the character's front page
@Theta;; No, there isn't really a maximum limit for posts - in fact, I encourage long ones! So long as they're not novels, y'know? Also, thank you for the starter, I quite enjoyed reading it c:
@Everyone;; And dudes, you gotta look at my Stanley form on the front page - I saw this wicked animation of him flying as a gargoyle and I think it's one of the best contributions to monsterfalls ever???

[Quitting.forever]

"Don't worry Mr.McFluffles, I'll get your human down that tree", that was the last thing Hoger said, before he heard a beeping sound, he woke up and realized it was just a dream, he sat on his bed while his eyes were almost closed, he took his phone and turned off the alarm, then he tried to recall what he was dreaming for a while, he felt it was a great dream but he could barely remember anything from it. He stood up and put his phone on his desk, but he noticed there was a slimy liquid on it, he looked at his hands fast to see if there was something on them, he panicked when he realized his hands were the slimy liquid and rushed to the bathroom, but he panicked even more when he noticed he was really slow, once he got into the bathroom, he looked in the mirror to find himself a huge lump of slime. At that moment, Hoger was really confused, he wasn't even sure if he should tell his father or not, he thought that he should just go outside to look for help, but he though of every possibility, from the bad to the worst, from the kids of the town laughing at him, to the people of the town possibly killing him as a monster.

He went slowly to his father's bedroom, he wasn't even sure if he was there or if he already left, because he was too panicked to look at the clock, he realized his father wasn't there, and that he's alone in the house right now. He took a deep breath and sat on the floor, maybe he should go to that "Mystery Shack" he heard his father talking about once, maybe they do have the solution, but after thinking again, he doesn't know who own it and if they could help him or not.

He tried to think about any reason of this weird and sudden transformation, "Maybe it's the fast food I ordered last night", but even fast food won't cause anything supernatural like that, he have never even seen anything supernatural, except for those fake alien pictures he found once on the internet, he thought again of going outside to look for help, and it's the only possible solution he had in mind, he stood up, and went to the window, and opened the curtain a little bit and looked outside, there seemed to be no one outside.

He wanted to go outside, but maybe with a knife to protect himself, he looked down at his body, and he had no pockets or anything, and if he put a knife in his body it would be clear because his body is kinda transparent, but then an idea popped in his head, he went to his father's bedroom and took one of his old hats, then he put a knife on his head and covered it with the hat.

He went to the door, adjusted the hat so the knife couldn't be seen, took a deep breath, then opened the door and went outside. Everything seemed quiet, and normal, nobody was outside and nothing else weird in the town, except for him of course.He decided to sit on his house's doorstep, waiting for anyone to come and help him - or possible try to kill him.

{{Sorry if this was... weird or something, I didn't know what to do at the moment so yeah XD}}

[yeet.]

"there is a difference between centaurs and fauns, y'know."
name; devin slaughter
nicknames; n/a
gender; male
age; fifteen
canon / oc; oc
species; a faun, not a centaur, there is a difference, he is part deer, not part horse.
appearance; devin, being a faun, has the lower body of a deer, however, at the age of fifteen he is still growing, so that means he still has the pelt of a fawn, meaning he still has spots, however they are gradually fading, and his antlers are beginning to form, being small stubs on his head beside the large floppy ears. his pelt is a colour darker than most deer, causing the spots to stick out quite a bit due to being white. while having the upper body of a human, he still has some deer features, his pupils are larger than others, his build and face are generally narrower and he has the nose of a deer.
personality; devin is far from being a social butterfly, more like a...a unsocial wombat. he dislikes the company of others and much prefers being left alone. he spends most of his time in his room on any form of technology he can get his hands on, and will shut the curtains due to disliking bright lights and will spend the rest of the day and night in the same position. by spending so much time on the internet he always seems to find out facts that wouldn't actually offer to help him with anything in any way, so, if ever there was something you needed to know that people wouldn't know either, just go to devin, he's bound to know something. another thing about devin is that he was diagnosed with aspergers syndrome and adhd from a young age, and is most likely the reasons behind being awkward and unsocial with other people and he often fidgets and suffers from tics, however these are infrequent and don't happen often, usually they occur he's been sitting still for too long.
clothing choice; devin's attire usually consists of a fluffy white scarf and a black trench coat in which is slightly torn at the bottom. his shirts are usually plain black, but can be patterned sometimes. however, due to his new body, he now wears just shirts and the scarf.

{{ note; I hope you do not mind me using realistic images, they are from tumblr, however I edited them slightly.

[Aqua888]

Violet: I wake up, stretching and yawning as I stand up from my end of the cave. Time for work I guess. Working at the mystery shack was one of the most fun jobs ever in my opinion. I dust myself off, shaking out any dirt from my hair before I start my way to the shack. I heard the distant howls of wolves deeper in the forest. Looks like we're eating good tonight. My pack was pretty skilled at hunting. I walk into the shack and smile. I guess no one was awake yet. I heard the scream and instantly knew something was wrong. "Dipper?!" I yell. That's when I felt my ears twitch on the top of my head and something flick around at my lower back. I quickly run to a mirror and squeak. "I'm a... I'm a wolf?!?!" I ask, smiling slightly.

[serendipity-]

"Wait up, Mermando!" Mabel shouted through the waves. She giggled and pumped her tail harder and caught up with him. Little fish swam along side of her, she spread her arms out and pet them.

"I'm so glad you could be here with me, Mabel," said Mermando in his spanish accent. They reached out and held hands while swimming. This was a dream Mabel had often, and hated waking up. But she was and felt a slight pain in her legs. She slightly opened her eyes and reached down to rub out the ache she felt scales.

"What?" She fully woke up and ripped back the covers. She had a pink mermaid tail, like the one in her dream. "No, no, no!" She mumbled, trying not to painic. It didn't take her long to start panicking because she was having troubke breathing.

Mabel rolled out of bed and faceplanted on the ground. "Water, I need water!" She army crawled to the bathroom. It took her awhile but she managed to pull herself into the tub. As soon as she turned on thw faucet water rushed over her. It felt so good, and she could breath now.

"Dipper! Grunkle Stan! Ford!" She called. She didn't think this was a dream anymore and was starting to get seriously worried. "Wait, this could be fun?" She asked trying to smile.

[bawnbawn.]

Name:: Dipper
Species:: Deer Centaur
Mood;; Hysterical
Location:: Mystery Shack - bedroom
Tagged:: Mabel

The moment he opened his eyes, Dipper knew that something was wrong. He didn't quite know what though, so he took the liberty of looking around his room in search for something that might have been making him feel uneasy. The journal was in its rightful place under his pillow, Mabel was in the bathroom (he could hear the water running) and no triangles were floating ominously in the air. Overall, everything seemed pretty normal. But Dipper didn't let that illusion fool him, so he hummed and kept an eye on things as he pulled the blanket off and turned to sit up.
Well, that was the plan before an unexpectedly heavy weight had him falling to the floor with a thud.
"Wha-" The boy groaned as he pushed himself up, one hand reaching up to caress his head before something made him freeze - the feel of soft fur and the vibes that instantly ran down his spine at the contact. Eyes widening, he tugged at the thing only to let out a hiss of pain. What the heck? He needed a mirror, pronto. Hands pulling at the blanket to help himself up, Dipper tried to stand but realised that something was off. Glaring down at his legs for being lazy, he once again ceased all movements as the sight of his lower half came into view. It took a few moments to process but when it did, a blood-curdling scream escaped his lips.
Four long legs were splayed on the ground, covered in light brown fur and ending in hooves that were small and nimble. If that wasn't enough to creep him out, a tail was situated between them, which jutted out from what looked like an entire freaking deer body. White spots lined the oak-brown pelt, and what appeared to be his own stomach lightened out into a faded cinnamon colour which looked soft to the touch.
Of course, Dipper wasn't admiring the view with doey (ha, get it) eyes, instead trying to scramble away from himself to no avail. Wherever he went, the deer body followed, only seeming to confirm Dipper's theory that he'd actually woken up a centaur. Frightened yells were still escaping his lips as he backed himself into the corner between his bed and the table. God, why won't these legs cooperate with him?
But then his attention was drawn away from himself when he heard Mabel shout from the bathroom, and all concern immediately went to her. What if she was a deer as well? God, that would be even more disastrous. "M-Mabel, are you alright?!"

Name:: Stanley
Species:: Gargoyle
Mood;; Unconvinced
Location:: Mystery Shack - bedroom
Tagged:: None

Stanley knew that he should've probably been scared or in the very least confused when he woke up this morning. Not because he had a nightmare or anything like that, no, but because his bed was filled with dark grey pieces of stone. It even appeared to cover his skin, making everything feel heavy and particularly stiff. The added weight didn't help when he discovered two folded wings and a tail, which he found upon trying to sit upright - which was difficult, because sitting down with a tail was actually rather uncomfortable. But instead of chucking a tantrum and cursing whatever it was that turned him into a stone garden decoration, he chalked it up to a weird dream and proceeded to go about his morning business as usual.
Walking into the bathroom that was strictly reserved for him for known reasons, he moved in front of the mirror and looked at his reflection. Bright yellow eyes stared back at him, a stark contrast against the almost-black 'cement' which absolutely covered every inch of him. Horns jutted out of his head and fangs poked out through his lips, giving him an overall grotesque and somewhat badass appearance as some kind of gargoyle. But still, Stanley wasn't phased. Instead, he let out a gruff hum and turned to walk out of the bathroom.
"Definitely not the weirdest dream I've had." The man murmured to himself, unaware that everybody in the shack had experienced some kind of odd transformation over night. He'd abandoned his hopes of putting on his gown seeing as the wings would serve as a problem, so the gargoyle remained in nothing but shorts, slippers and a dirty singlet as he began making his way towards the staircase with nothing but coffee on the mind.

{{ Ayyyy, friend! Your OC's accepted, I'll add him to the front page :)
It appears Devin and Dipper will be little deer buddies, eh?
Dipper will of course be glad, knowing that somebody else is exactly like him
Cue the funny fawn antics
@Aqua;; nobody's out but Stanford, so Violet couldn't have really seen that everybody's a monster ^^

[yeet.]

{{ hhheeyyyyy! ^^
yes, it seems that devin & dipper will be deer buddies
thanks for accepting him! i'll get up a post in a mo! }}