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It would seem this new faction is rather... compatible... with my expressed purpose~_______________________________________________________________________From reviving a tentibeast species from near extinction to pleading more freedom for dronekind, Sewn's made quite the name for himself around town. Even so, "especially- pledging" types of furfolk aren't too uncommon, although taken to this degree is something else entirely. Enough so, that a certain faction of vibrant green bugs had taken some interest in his unique accomplishments.
Sewn, as a drolf, would be flying over the forest in the relative area in order to let off some steam and clear his dreary mind, when in between the whooshing of the wind passing over and under his wings, he could swear he heard faint buzzing. Looking over his shoulder, he saw a large, dark green wasp tailing him not far behind. Unsure whether this was a friend or foe, he slightly swerved his flight path over the treetops, presumably hoping this wasp of sorts would leave him alone if he left the area of its nest. But no matter how far he flew, this wasp still tailed him. Sewn would huff softly and decide to slow down, flapping his wings idly in the air, about to ask the wasp what its business was with him- if it could speak- but before Sewn could finish his sentence, the wasp dove its stinger into his leg, almost no hesitation!
Sewn yelped in surprise, anger following shortly as he irritatingly tried to swat away the wasp, eventually succeeding and sending his attacker plummeting to the forest floor. Confused but still in mild pain, Sewn examined his leg to find a deep green gash around the point the stinger made impact. Sewn couldn't think straight, his mind slightly muddled and vision blurry... how much venom was in that one sting? He couldn't really sustain flight at this rate, so he had to lightly glide on down to the forest floor and start walking home, hoping to steer clear of wherever his pursuer might've gone... although, it would seem lady luck wasn't with him this day, as he was soon stung in the back yet again, by a different- albeit similarly colored- wasp this time! Sewn flinched and quickly swerved one of his wings around to swat away the new foe, only to get stung two more times in the shoulder and the butt from behind by more wasps. It seemed his initial pursuer didn't take kindly to his retaliation.
Now feeling especially weak in the head, Sewn felt it incredibly difficult to grasp his senses properly, stumbling to the ground and collapsing... but strangely, the wasps that were once around him didn't continue to sting him incessantly. Through his blurred vision, and dulled hearing, they only seemed to buzz around him, watching him... and he could somehow tell it wasn't out of maliciousness- like a vulture waiting for its prey to die- but rather, curiosity and anticipation. His mind was racing full of panicked questions, but soon, something began to override his judgement- a trail, leading somewhere into the forest. It almost looked like an aurora leading through the trees off the beaten path, heavily contrasting with his surroundings. Sewn felt rather drawn to it, finding his vision slowly clearing, yet his hearing remaining dulled and his thoughts and movements becoming automatic, the only thought he had being that of the desire to follow the mysterious trail through the forest... this felt all too familiar. He could hear multiple wasps buzzing behind him, following him closely, but for some reason this didn't concern him, the pain of the stings from before having already faded. Sewn would soon find himself entering the mouth of a cave, green light reflecting off the walls more and more as he ventured deeper, the walls and floor eventually transitioning into what would be a hive of sorts. In his sense- locked state, numerous groups of bipedal buglike beings in similar coloration began to come into view, most of which just stuck to their duties, with very little paying him any mind. He would find himself kneeling before the queen of the hive- who was a similarly bipedal buglike furfolk, but with a giant, bulbous abdomen- his mouth moving for him, pledging loyalty to the "Mutta hive," the wasps that were following him before now buzzing with excitement. Through his impaired hearing, he could make out the queen appointing him as a "special occasion," before a rich, jelly- like substance was brought to his lips.
Sewn overlooked the valley, peering down on a settlement that was recently overtaken by raiders. He knew that if something wasn't done about them soon, they would prove a danger to the hive. He knew that it was his brooding time of the month, his abdomen swollen full of gestating eggs containing swarm wasps, but he felt his scouting services were still required. The extra wasps would also be a nice help in subduing any raiders who might stray too far. It'd only been a month or so ever since Sewn was appointed as a Mutta specialist- a scout/queen hybrid- yet he still felt as if he was doing this line of work his whole life. The Mutta were good folk, and he was going to be indubitably loyal to the hive no matter what happens, even if it put his life on the line. For the high queen.
Now, if only the knights could get here on time...~ New Form: Mutta Swarm Master ~
+ Mutta Specialist: Scout/Queen Hybrid
Whether willingly or not, you have joined the ranks of the Mutta, an invasive and intelligent species of giant wasps who have the uncanny ability to transform and mutate those exposed to the correct conditions, integrating them into their ranks. In this particular circumstance, the queen of the hive you'd sought out has bestowed upon you the role of a specialist; a scout/queen hybrid specifically, making you a swarm master. This mix allows you to both harbor a hive and work out on the field- at the same time, if need be!
+ Hive Drive
Being a swarm master, you can produce and command many instances of Mutta wasps on the go. Your abdomen can also grow and shrink to appropriately accommodate whatever task is deemed more necessary at the moment; scouting or producing. Of course, a median size may also be utilized.
+ Enhanced Senses
With the addition of a pair of antennas, compound eyes- as well as an extra pair of eyes overall- your senses have been tremendously boosted. A necessity to have while out on the field.
+ Pheromone Communication
Being a Mutta, you gain the ability to communicate across long distances with other Mutta through the use of distinct pheromones, as well as being able to intercept received signals through your pair of antennas.
+ Take to the Skies: Giant Insect (Mutta Scout)
You have wings. As a Mutta scout hybrid, you are a part of the only class of Mutta with wings. However, because of your bulk, flying is not yet attainable, with only gliding able to be performed- even regular Mutta scouts have this limitation. This is also in part with their wings being more "pseudo- wings" than the real deal; instead being simple flaps of chitin that can fan in and out, with little to no flapping capability. Even so, these wings of sorts are said to give off wildly hypnotic images as well as emanate a strong amount of lulling pheromone from them as they glide across the landscape, allowing for potential "pheromone waterbombing."
+ Sting of Mutation
For one to convert into a Mutta, one must first be stung by a mutator wasp, which then renders the victim susceptible to Mutta pheromones. This begins to have an exponentially increasing pull on the victim, of which only intensifies over time- and in efficiency, if they are stung more than once. Once they fall under the allure, they follow the pheromone trail and seek out the nearest hive, where the queen of the hive will appoint them into their ranks as a certain class of Mutta, and properly induct them by exposing them to a required amount of their produced royal jelly. Normally, a regular queen has lots of trouble leaving their hive- if not outright impossible in certain circumstances- resulting in them requiring mutators to lure victims to them first. However, as a swarm master, you are a lot more mobile, the sting from your mutator wasps allowing you to be effectively able to integrate and transform victims on the spot!
- Anti- Entomophobe
Aside from the general fact you are now hybridized into a giant wasp, the Mutta have plenty of notoriety, good and bad. Being so widespread is bound to attract attention to oneself, so despite the perks above, it's best to keep in mind who your allies really are.
~ External Assist
Sewn has contact to numerous friends, some of which possess exceeding prowess in science and biology. Through admittance into their programs and making use of their tech in exchange for some classified favors, the Mutta mutations have been able to be focused on key points on the body. In Sewn's case, this was a lighter carapace; sacrificing defensive capability for more agility and less weight, true insectoid wings- which still end up being able to spread pheromones and generate hypnotic patterns- resulting in attainable flight, and a slightly larger, more productive abdomen. These mutations would carry over onto newly obtained recruits who were inducted by him, with the adjusted aspects applying to the corresponding class of Mutta that had those features._______________________________________________________________________ as big bulbous buggo - © Sewn
as artist~
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