Well girls it’s joever my diy BPD cure is no longer going to be available to me. What if I ended it all.

AAAAAUUUUGGHHH

So, I've been curious: what would happen if Mokou tried to interact with a becoming nook, complaints about sumafo aside?

very aristocratic name, fujiwara. becoming nooks are going to come up a lot more in book 3! her first encounter with one is a chapter i just finished a couple weeks ago, as a matter of fact. i have thought about it fairly extensively but it's probably gonna take a good while to show up where general audiences can read it. so, here's some spoilerish thoughts for something that probably won't be relevant for another, uh *checks calendar* 3 years. click at your own risk, or stay tuned.

it's fine! it's totally fine! i don't care what foul detective satori says about her, she's human. drinking the hourai elixir doesn't make you a youkai, it makes you eternal. so she's eternally human, which means becoming nook will serve her just fine, so long as she's got the credit. she can put anchor spikes in her heels or extra cybernetic muscles in her calves or she can replace her face with a phoenix-sculpted custom visage or her hand bones with carbide struts, and that's great.

just. you know. don't die. because if you die when you're mokou then the elixir is going to decide to rebuild you the way it remembers you. and there better not be anything in the way when it does that.

i had a scene outlined for a good while (i think from way back while i was writing book 1, and i think this because it was before the hyperbiotic bed nerf dropped that took away their ability to grow limbs back) that i have ultimately scrapped to handle another way now that i've reached that point in my story. but it was basically like: mokou comes out of the grit gate becoming nook with a fancy new set of carbide hand bones and is like YO AGATE PITCH ME A GLITTER GRENADE AND CHECK THIS OUT. so agate's like okay and chucks a primed glitter grenade at her and she punches it out of the air and it bursts into glitter-chaff and she's like YEAHHH HAHA- AAAAAUUUUGGHHH as her body, in reaction to the trauma, starts immediately trying to grow her bones back over the implanted bones like she's fuckin wolverine. it's not gonna go like that, but i think the concept i've settled on still has room to be very juicy.

aaaahhh my uterus ouch aaaaauuuugghhh my uterus oof ow ow ow ow

marilla: Hey

narrator: the witch made me drink Potions…

marilla: thats what the witch does

narrator: AAAAAUUUUGGHHH

marilla: thats what it does!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*beating back a new all consuming obsession with a stick*

I know I shouldn’t like him but he’s gorgeous, aaaaauuuugghhh!

YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUre a pumkin

no please don't make me a pumpkin noooooooo aaaaauuuugghhh

I had to unfollow masters of he universe blogs on here bc they make me CRAZZZYY like theyd be like HERES A FUCKING PICTURE OF SKELETORRRRR and id be like AAAAAUUUUGGHHH

I just started dragon prince

And so ONE asshole mage uses a horrible form of magic, and the Elves react by banishing the ENTIRE HUMAN SPECIES? The women, the children, the elderly, the infirm and disabled, just...see ya, bye, hope you don't ALL die on your way to the uninhabited wilderness of the west?

It...it was ONE MAGE. And from what i can tell, that dark magic only became widely used after the mass banishment. Probably for, you know, survival.

I....uuughh, overreaction there, much, magic people??

And now the narrative is framing the humans as the aggressors and aaaaauuuugghhh what