KY321B | voice | day 012

[backsassin]

Just want to clarify something I said when I first got here:

Whatever brought me to this place didn’t just get me stuck in human form. It actually made me human.

Case in point: sweat glands. Clawdites don’t have them. Humans do.

On a related note: how do you all deal with being so wet all the time? I know it’s how you thermoregulate, but it feels so gross. I feel like I need to be carrying around a towel…

[ It’s one of many, many complaints Zam has about her new human physiology, but in the interest of not offending her majority-human fellow islanders, she’ll keep them to herself. For now. ]

Anyone else get their species swapped upon waking up here? And more importantly: what are the chances we'll be able to be turned back?

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[salamanca]

Aaaah, that's right, that's right! Thank you for reminding me. But I haven't seen you, or what you're supposed to look like normally, so I'll just have to take your word for it. I can tell you're smart from talking to you on these! [ :3 ]

Is he? That's fantastic! I keep telling him, it's like there's nothing he can't do. We're lucky to have a guy like him around, eh?

[backsassin]

Yup. You can trust me, though.

[ Sure, Zam is involuntarily stuck in this form. But she'd designed it to be pretty, among other things, and she's not shy about it at all—nor humble. ]

Maybe it's luck, or maybe it's by design. Seems pretty fortuitous that whatever is pulling people onto the island just so happened to bring us an expert in primitive chemistry and engineering. Could be it's someone's idea of throwing us a bone.

[salamanca]

Can I? Really? How lucky for me. There aren't very many people I can trust on this island.

[ He perks up, curious and interested about her theory. Interesting that she seems to think whatever has brought them here is sentient. He's intrigued, wanting to know more. ]

You... have experience with this kind of thing? Or no? What kind of person or thing do you think would "pulls us" onto an island?