-Lol so this is a mystal AU but I felt the need to put it here instead don't judge. It's based off of this and the rules stated apply! Use any of your mystal characters or a completely non-mystal character idc which really but this looked great-
Maybell had her head ducked, which wasn't particularly a good idea since she had no idea what was happening when she couldn't read lips, but she hated this. Everyone else got to turn into something cool, or at least something they probably wouldn't completely loathe as an adult, and for god's sake she was turning into a vampire. The sight of blood made her want to faint and this was the cruel twist of fate thrown at her. Her arms were covered with her long sleeved shirt, which unfortunately stopped at her wrists which led to her also wearing gloves. She also wore a large, floppy hat that shaded her face as well as any other parts that might remain uncovered with her almost Amish amount of clothing. She chose to wear the hate since she needed her hands to sign which of course meant an umbrella was out of the question.
Her eyes were covered with sunglasses too big for her face, they were the only ones in her house. Along with the fact, which she found disgusting, that she'd soon actually need to drink blood, even dull natural light had begun to hurt her eyes. She considered thinking of herself as lucky for the moment, unlike her cousin she didn't have scales a-growing and snakes growing where her hair once were. But sure, she wasn't a gorgon and all she had to deal with for the moment was easily taken care of, but she still would rather die than ever have to drink any kind of blood. It was disgusting and she was growing more and more disgusted with herself as she got older and closer to the day when she wouldn't be able to get by off human food.
She waited for her friend, face firmly planted against the glass table as she refused to look up at anyone. Every time a first year, who were lucky enough not to be going through the change yet, went by she started to feel "thirsty" which made her want to cry. Of all the things she could turn into, it had to be this. Soon she would have to start taking night classes and sleep during the day, which meant actually spending time with said friend would be difficult if not impossible, the sun burnt her, and again. Blood.
Maybell had her head ducked, which wasn't particularly a good idea since she had no idea what was happening when she couldn't read lips, but she hated this. Everyone else got to turn into something cool, or at least something they probably wouldn't completely loathe as an adult, and for god's sake she was turning into a vampire. The sight of blood made her want to faint and this was the cruel twist of fate thrown at her. Her arms were covered with her long sleeved shirt, which unfortunately stopped at her wrists which led to her also wearing gloves. She also wore a large, floppy hat that shaded her face as well as any other parts that might remain uncovered with her almost Amish amount of clothing. She chose to wear the hate since she needed her hands to sign which of course meant an umbrella was out of the question.
Her eyes were covered with sunglasses too big for her face, they were the only ones in her house. Along with the fact, which she found disgusting, that she'd soon actually need to drink blood, even dull natural light had begun to hurt her eyes. She considered thinking of herself as lucky for the moment, unlike her cousin she didn't have scales a-growing and snakes growing where her hair once were. But sure, she wasn't a gorgon and all she had to deal with for the moment was easily taken care of, but she still would rather die than ever have to drink any kind of blood. It was disgusting and she was growing more and more disgusted with herself as she got older and closer to the day when she wouldn't be able to get by off human food.
She waited for her friend, face firmly planted against the glass table as she refused to look up at anyone. Every time a first year, who were lucky enough not to be going through the change yet, went by she started to feel "thirsty" which made her want to cry. Of all the things she could turn into, it had to be this. Soon she would have to start taking night classes and sleep during the day, which meant actually spending time with said friend would be difficult if not impossible, the sun burnt her, and again. Blood.