мonsтerғalls (gravity falls au) - open!

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" Sweet!" Liza exclaimed, her anxiety fading away " And we better go now. Because, you know... you're a bit too slow" she said, putting on a sweet smile to make Hoger feel comfortable around her. Because, you know - the thought of walking around with a werewolf who has no idea of how to control their turnings is kinda frightening

( last post for the next week. Bye! ^_^)

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(bill is open to anyone that wants to interact with him) (also, how do you do the box? I managed to do something of the sort though ^^')



Bill walked around his small room, and he noticed, that he wasn't hovering. He walked very cautiously to his mirror, and he saw what was happening. He was a human. " What?! " he screamed before looking down. He had human feet and hands,and his usual triangley pattern had turned into a cape, yellow pants, and a pyramid pattern shirt. " This- If this is a joke, it's not very funny! " he screamed.

Name;; Bill Cypher Age;; ??? Gender;; Male Tags;; Unknown

Pacifica woke up in her large bedroom, and she attempted getting out of bed, but she realized she had no feet. She touched her head for whatever reason, and she-she had a horn? " What? I bet that mabel girl glued it to my head while I was asleep! I swear, when I get my hands on he-" she jumped out of bed, and looked down. She had hooves. four of them. And when she walked, those were the only things moving. " What is happening?!" and then she thought about it. <' A horn, hooves, I only have the upper part of my body.. IM A UNICORN!'> she screamed with delight. " I'm a UNICORN!" she felt like running around, and that's exactly what she did. Her hooves clopped on the hardwood, and them she ran outside. " WHEEEEE" she screamed. (PACIFICA CALM YOUR EMOJIS)

Name;;Pacifica Northwest Age;; 16 gender;; female Tags;; unknown

[Quitting.forever]

Name : Hoger
Species : Slime-Person
Mood : Normal
Location : On his way to the Mystery Shack
Tagged : Liza

"Oh, right", he looked down at what's supposed to be his legs and laughed, then started moving towards the Mystery Shack, following Liza. "I really hope they can help".

[yeet.]

❝there is a difference between fauns and centaurs, y'know❞
Dᴇᴠɪɴ Sʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ✘ Mᴀʟᴇ ✘ Fᴀᴜɴ ✘ Pᴀɴɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ, Sᴛʀᴇssᴇᴅ ✘ Fɪғᴛᴇᴇɴ ✘ Tᴀɢs ; n/a

Stumbling about, the Faun's eyes were wide as he tried to walk properly, but it was just not working, he managed to walk but he was still buckling and struggling, but somehow he was in some way getting used to the legs, but it would still take a while to walk properly. Devin eventually was getting to the town, frowning in concentration as he walked, licking his lips, his deer ears flicking to the side every so often. The boy was shifting uncomfortably, not happy with his new body.

{{ devin's open

[serendipity-]

((Where's Aden Ashni? It dosen't do well without Dipper.))

[bawnbawn.]

Name:: Dipper
Species:: Deer Centaur
Mood;; Calmer, worried
Location:: Mystery Shack - bathroom
Tagged:: Mabel

Dipper only facepalmed when Mabel called his ears cute. "Mabel, please focus." He murmured, lightly prompting himself away from the doorway with a push as he stumbled closer to the bathtub on wobbly legs. He was somewhat getting used to the new form, although his sense of balance was still a bit off as his hooves slipped on the wet floor. It sucked, but at least he wasn't going to fall over anytime soon.
His eyes travelled down to his sister's tail, the pink scales catching the light and casting off small rainbows that shone with a bright intensity. Dipper would have thought it was beautiful, although he was too focused on his concern for Mabel. He eyed her with a frown before catching her gaze, ears laying back in instinctive worry as he tilted his head like a curious puppy. "Can you breathe? I mean, out of water. Well of course you can, somewhat, cause you're talking to me, but... I'll just shut up now, sorry."

Name:: Stanley
Species:: Gargoyle
Mood;; Still unconvinced
Location:: Mystery Shack - staircase
Tagged:: Stanford

The heavy wings were really beginning to annoy Stanley as he trudged towards the stairs. They were weighing his back down because his body still wasn't adjusted to the change in physical structure - not that it would matter however, seeing as he'd probably be waking up in a few minutes anyways. It was one hell of a convincing dream, though. He could feel the cramps in his shoulders, hear the sounds of his family's footsteps and taste the old muskiness in the air.
Overall, he kind of wished that he could wake up now.
But Stan made no attempts to pinch himself or anything, seeing as it would probably be ineffective due to the stone shell that he got going on for him at the moment. So he went about his normal routine, turning to walk down the stairs before a voice caught his attention and made him stop in his tracks. Glowing eyes looked up only to see some kind of winged lion blocking his path, and he blinked.
Its fur was golden and its wings were large, consisting of various shades of blues, reds and a small hint of yellow. The beast truly was magnificent to say the least. But that's not what Stan was focusing on - no, instead he was eyeing the familiar jacket and the familiar glasses which adorned its muzzle. The sphynx or whatever it was reminded him of someone that he knew quite well.
"Ford?" The gargoyle growled out, eyes narrowing in confusion before he seemed to accept everything that was going on and simply hummed. "So you're in this dream too, huh." Then he studied the opposing figure that was probably his brother and raised an eyebrow. He'd ignore that remark about his personal hygiene for now. "What are you, some kind of winged cat? That doesn't even make any sense."

{{ Hey guys, I'm gonna swap the rules around a little
I encourage those who are playing only one character (OC or canon) to make another one (again, canon or OC)
You don't have to, but it's because I don't want you to have nobody to roleplay with if your partner isn't online (*coughcough*me)
It'll just make things a little more easier for you, y'know? c:
I'll be making an OC for Narwhal2, as they have three open characters and I'd like to give them a chance to roleplay in this thread
Anybody who posts another form will immediately be accepted as you're already on the list
Also, I've assigned two mini-mods; thetasigma and serendipity!
So yeah, just something to think about to increase thread activity and fairness c:
Happy roleplaying!

[Aqua888]

❝there is a difference between fauns and centaurs, y'know❞
Dᴇᴠɪɴ Sʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ✘ Mᴀʟᴇ ✘ Fᴀᴜɴ ✘ Pᴀɴɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ, Sᴛʀᴇssᴇᴅ ✘ Fɪғᴛᴇᴇɴ ✘ Tᴀɢs ; n/a

Stumbling about, the Faun's eyes were wide as he tried to walk properly, but it was just not working, he managed to walk but he was still buckling and struggling, but somehow he was in some way getting used to the legs, but it would still take a while to walk properly. Devin eventually was getting to the town, frowning in concentration as he walked, licking his lips, his deer ears flicking to the side every so often. The boy was shifting uncomfortably, not happy with his new body.

{{ devin's open

(Violet's Open. I can have her run into him if you want ^-^)

[yeet.]

{{ ah thanks ^^ I'd appreciate if violet ran into devin
also, aden, isn't there the limit of five ocs? or are you lifting that rule due to needing more characters?

[Aqua888]

(Cool ^-^)
Violet: I walk around in the town, tail wagging. I see another creature coming towards me. I... think it was a faun... male. I smile wide and wave excitedly. Thank goodness I'm not the only one this has happened to!

[Cuppuccino]

Ford pinched the bridge of his nose between two fingers, looking tiredly up at Stan with the 'you're an idiot' look he wore far too often.

"I'm a sphinx, but *sigh*, that doesn't matter right now, Lee! Are the children okay? I heard Mabel yell" he frowned, looking around the gargoyle's wings to the floor above, tail twitching with impatience as he waited for his brother to move by him and, presumably, into the kitchen, as was the morning routine. He was worried about Stan, seeing as he was now a gargoyle now (what would that do to him?), but it was obvious that his twin needed some time to let the reality of the situation sink in. Besides, he didn't know if the children had changed or not... if he got upstairs quickly enough, he might be able to catch what was changing everyone, before they got to them, too, or before it got out of the shack! Once Stan's gigantic stone wings were out of the way of the stairway, Ford slipped by him and dashed up the rest of the steps towards the attic room, vaguely noting the flecks of stone on the floor that had chipped off of his brother on his way downstairs.

Ears twitching worriedly as he picked up little to no noise from the twins' bedroom as he approached it, Stanford cautiously knocked on the door, the sound of knuckles against wood being muffled slightly by his fur.

"Dipper, Mabel? Is everything alright in there...?" it occurred to him that maybe they weren't changed, and that nothing happened... they'd be startled at his appearance, surely, maybe even frightened. He unconsciously clasped his six fingered paws behind his back at the thought, then turned his attention back to the door, when it took a little longer than normal for one of the twins to get the door; usually it only took a few seconds, as Mabel was very energetic, and Dipper... he wasn't sure what was with his great nephew, but that kid seemed to always throw open the door and ask a flurry of questions about why he was there, when he was the one knocking. He wondered if the seemingly calm boy was ever like this to Stanley, as well.

He knocked again, calling a bit louder this time "Dipper, Mabel?"