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stargate, DanielJackson

Week 5, Title: Pupate

Posted on 2016.01.15 at 21:44
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The outside only worsens Gordon’s troubled stomach and he stumbles back in. Forgoing his guests he staggers upstairs. He’ll need to apologise to them later. His room is different, odd smells spring from every surface. He wonders briefly if something crawled in and died, but knows it’s not that. Gordon has never noticed before how utterly lacking in smells of any kind his room usually is. Now it’s alive; the pulpy wood of his desk; the soft feathered down; the socks in his hamper are a nightmare. He doesn’t recognise most of them scents, they are new.

Gordon sits on his bed, holding his hand over his nose. Time only makes it worse. He hears the people downstairs leaving. He should go down and say goodbye. He doesn’t. Gordon looks at the bandage on his leg. Maybe it’s infected and that’s causing his sickness. He delicately pries away the white gauze. He stares in shock. No evidence of the bite remains. Not even a notion of a scar.

It must have been smaller than he thought. Just a little scratch and now it’s healed. He throws the bandage in the bin and goes back to the bed, curling up and rocking slightly. Night falls but the fullness of the moon casts a luminescent hue over the room.

His beard has grown, hair engulfs his face. And his arms. And his legs. What is happening? Something is wrong, very, very wrong. He should call an ambulance. Something was in the bite, he’s hallucinating. He doesn’t call. A kernel deep down tells him it’s something else. His teeth are suddenly too large for his mouth, white shards jockey with themselves for position, pushing outwards.

What is going on?

His limbs begin to change form. No. No, this isn’t real. Teeth and hair make sense somehow, in their ever changing state. But not this, this is too far, too much.
The body is another thing. It’s inside out, not itself, not human. He is not himself.


The second full moon is easier. He knows what’s coming. It’s inevitable and painless. He’s prepared, mentally ready and physically locked up. The moon comes and goes as does his dual form.

By the third transformation the physical aspect of it is little more than an inconvenience. It holds no place of relevance to his life.

By the fourth Gordon is beginning to realise that the physical aspect is far from all there is.


The file sticks out under his nose and Gordon turns to the hand holding it and pushing it towards him. It’s not on Gordon’s plate, but that’s politics of the workplace for you. And he’s always happy to help. That’s how he’s gotten so far. He does what needs to be done.

“Can’t you deal with this yourself,” Gordon snaps.

His co-worker recoils, in surprise.

“Sorry, I’m having a bad day,” Gordon says, with a placating smile.

“I’ll give it to someone else.”

“No, give it here, I’ll do it.”


It’s not an isolated incident. Soon his colleagues’ friendly enquiries turn to weary stares.

Gordon tries to be himself, but the urges overpower him. Apologies mean little once repeated over and over.

His physical transformation is perfunctory. His mental transformation is abhorrent.

He leaves his job. It’s too much of a reminder of all he’s lost.


His friends come around and he doesn’t know why.

At first with overtures, concern, offers of help.

His friendly smile isn’t real; he feels no friendship for these people. Wilderness and cruelty flush through his veins. It’s a struggle to say hello. His compassion is gone.

Soon their gazes turn cold too.

He keeps trying to be the person he was. He imagines himself too nostalgically he thinks, was he ever really that happy, friendly person?

He leaves his friends. It’s too much of a reminder of all he has.


He mourns for the human creature he once was and is now only pretending to be.

Then comes a time he feels no need to mourn. He slowly comes to accept this state.

He is the wild. He is teeth and claw and bite.

He is himself no more.


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alycewilson at 2016-01-16 11:41 (UTC) (Link)
Great use of the prompt, showing both the physical and the emotional transition.
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-17 08:09 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :)
witchwife at 2016-01-16 12:14 (UTC) (Link)
Noticing a theme between your and your team mate's entry! It was fun to wonder if there was a connection between the two stories.
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-17 08:10 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, yeah we did do them so mine was set after theirs :).
Direst Ryl
ryl at 2016-01-16 13:39 (UTC) (Link)
This reminds me a little of Metamorphosis, especially the emotional aspect of becoming an animal.
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-17 08:11 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :)
dmousey at 2016-01-16 14:39 (UTC) (Link)
Reads like poem! I like it! ;) Thanks for penning! Peace~~~ D
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-17 08:11 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :).
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kathrynrose at 2016-01-16 17:57 (UTC) (Link)
I liked this, esp the shift from "reminder of all he's lost" to "reminder of all he has."
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-17 08:12 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad you liked the way I did those lines, it was one of my favourite parts too :).
rayaso at 2016-01-16 18:16 (UTC) (Link)
I enjoyed this so much, the movement away from fully human through the pupal form to fully wild. Very well done!
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-17 08:12 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad you enjoyed :).
murielle at 2016-01-16 18:32 (UTC) (Link)
Fascinating insight into the transitional process. I especially liked the interpersonal changes he goes through at work and with his friends.

Wonderful take on the prompt.
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-17 08:14 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad you liked the way I did the transition :).
dee_aar2 at 2016-01-16 18:56 (UTC) (Link)
A great take on the prompt. The transition description were well done. " He mourns for the human creature he once was and is now only pretending to be " That sentence just caught me. I wonder of we all have that phase at some point in our lives too.
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-17 08:15 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :).

Oh yeah, that was definitely a thing about humans also in my mind when doing it. We change so much during our lifetimes and it's not always something that's easy to accept.
leni_ba at 2016-01-18 01:50 (UTC) (Link)
Oh, nice progression here! Interesting to see how the change affects his social life, and that is what changes him. Very good!
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-18 18:43 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :). Yeah, I find the interpersonal changes definitely more intriguing to explore.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors
halfshellvenus at 2016-01-18 06:53 (UTC) (Link)
I wondered if the companion piece of your partner's wasn't describing something that might be more of a werewolf transformation than just the aftermath of rabies shots.

He leaves his job. It’s too much of a reminder of all he’s lost.
I liked this phrasing, and its echo in the section below. The structure overall worked very well to show snapshots of a life changing, changing... lost.
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-18 18:45 (UTC) (Link)
Yeah, they had the harder job I think, having to do the 'before' part.

Thank you, glad you liked that phrasing :)
whipchick at 2016-01-18 10:34 (UTC) (Link)
I really enjoyed the sense of longing in here, the way he shakes off the world while still missing his connection to the world.
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-18 18:46 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad you liked the sense of longing, I was hoping that would come across well :)
prog_schlock at 2016-01-18 11:03 (UTC) (Link)
Lycanthropy really can do a number on one's friendships and relationships. I feel for the Gordon that was, but I imagine new Gordon is going to do just fine (for all werewolf values of "fine"). Great use of the prompt!

While not strictly about werewolves, per se, this song was the one I thought of while reading your entry:

swirlsofblue at 2016-01-18 18:47 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :)
Teo Says
eternal_ot at 2016-01-18 13:59 (UTC) (Link)
Wonderful take on the prompt..I liked the intersection..since I read that piece first..it helped..:)
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-18 18:47 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad you liked my take on the prompt and the intersection :).
watching_ships at 2016-01-18 15:39 (UTC) (Link)
Aha :) It all comes together. Well done.
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-18 18:47 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :)
Laura, aka "Ro Arwen"
roina_arwen at 2016-01-18 20:54 (UTC) (Link)
A very nice metamorphosis, starkly told.
swirlsofblue at 2016-01-18 20:56 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :).
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