After subsuming some of the guards' corpses, she walks in a random direction like a cloth doll being walked by a toddler. Afterward, around an hour, she stops at a puddle and looks into it, at herself "...what/who am/are I/we?" when the reflection doesn't answer, or has its lips move when they talk, the former princess punches it " ANSWER ME MESSIEUR PUDD-LE!"
a goose comes over and splashes in the puddle.
the princess looks at it"..." the goose looks back"..." until the goose"HJONK" to snap the tension
"..."she chases the goose and catches it, to hold gently...like hamburger"...your name is now chester, and you are now my friend!"
unknown, or uncaringly, the extended touch and... automorphism of the action of naming has just created: Chester p.featherton: water-fowl overlord of the eastern continent, stealer of left shoes, a scourge to farmers, and devourer of all bread!....after being set down, the goose waddles away to parts unknown.
"... my son, he's gonna do just fine...." eye twitch and random scream while they have the body language of a stroll, before stopping herself by bashing her own face against a tree."...i need a coffee." she bites the tree and leaves a bite carved into the tree, and her mouth bleeding slightly.
the god of chaos likes the chaotic nature of.... whatever it is. so he drops a wolverine into the closest of his cult locations as a sign for them to quote: get the f#$k out there and collect the thing I want you to get. unquote. after several more...slips in logic, including marrying two dead squirrels. the cultists find her. "what the nyolethotep is that?" the thimng that was a princess turns her head 200 degrees top look over at them. "baa-baa-black sheeep, have you any booze?" some pixels spark from her head."HELP ME- I am parched for a nice cup of earl grey~." the cultists look stunned for a second, before one goes" this must be an avatar of his will...or at least something it wants us to keep." one turns to say to her"...we have tea at our home, wanna come with us?" the princess shouts "TEEEEEEEAAAAAAAA!" she faceplants on the leaves.
after a moment of confusion, she inhales sharply through her nose. She exhales slowly as the goop that is still technically our protagonist seeps out of her back, her form shifting to a closer approximation of her original look."...mi wud vrry mch lk sm te,plz[I would very much like some tea, please]" before passing out.
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when she wakes, it is on a rough bed, with the glitch, in a jar beside her on a side table. she stares at it"... ... ...thank you."she kicks it off the nightstand "but also, fuck you." she gets up and stumbles like a newborn fawn, because she is anfoot taller and more developed than she was before all of this. as she stops to look at herself in a mirror, she stares "....what am I wearing?" her new ensemble is a more muted version of what she was wearing when she was merged with the ungodly chaotic mess of data, the tee just showing the text: 'yeah, I'm a glitch, wanna get infected?', an open crop coat over it, and the skirt just being a long ruffled one. her hair looks frizzled but is just curly right now, and one eye's iris is neon pink, and if you look close enough, squared instead of curved."...cool. almost looks like a mage eye."[a mage eye is what mages get when they begin to embody their chosen element. changing one or both eyes coloration. THAT SPARING ENOUGH FOR YOU NICK!?]"...wait, why am I not more concerned I look less like myself than a mule looks like a horse?"she tries to take they clothes off, them coming off like they were stuck to her body like a loose scab or adhesive bandage, making her stop halfway."..owwwww, was this part of my body?... whatever. I'm not gonna let this get to me...i might be able to get new clothes at the soup store-... why would I think that?" she looks at the jar, now on the floor, and leers"...you're still in me aren't you?" she checks her status
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name: princess wav[NULL][watevra]
passive:
racial traites
royal lineage: lessen the effect of illness
pain nullification[ERROR]
job skills[ERROR]
pikeman lv7[ERROR]
sword fighting lv9['ERROR]
endure wound[ERROR]
abnormal status: BUGGED
augments: ogre stats added to base, personality matrix corrupted with ogre traits
"bugged, augments, error? what?"
the god of chaos has created a new abnormal status, and a secret category just for users of the MOD system
BUGGED: normal physics, systems, and rules no longer are applicable to you, cure: a priest of order ritual will be created for the cure, or death.
augments: coding has been changed
"....that means nothing to me........wait, GOD OF CHAOS?! I'm now..c-conneted to the evil god from the religion of the kingdom?!......WHY DO I NOT GIVE A CRAP?...my mind is either influenced by the god of chaos, or I am thinking clearer than I ever have before...either way, I got to get out of.."(looks around to see the walls are made from a single carved stone) "wherever this is. probibly get e preist to get this-.....oh,....right....the kingdom wants me dead" she sags as she remembers that she was meant as some sacrifice, everybody at the castle was gonna use her to appease something, she ran before she could hear the whole thing. just then the door opens and a cultist walks in" oh, your awake, how are you feeling...princess?" she turns to the robed man and replies"better, I guess...your no gonna try to sacrifice me to your god, or anything, are you?" the cultist is flabbergasted and responds"what, no! if anything, we would probably make you a preistess, or treat you like a demigod. you might have been sent to us to help our dieing faction." she looks confused and indignant "...sent, my aunt phanny, I stumbled in the woods, half my mind gone, the other full of rainbow vomnit, that thing in the jar saved my from the guards sent to kill me, but the experience was like...like...i literally have no phrame of reference because I never left the royal bedchamber floor before I had to escape. i wasn't like this before, I was shorter, I was stupid, and I was..useless, so I hate and love whatever that thing is! it is what you should have on a pedestal, not me!" the jar's contents, bloops and starts babbling nonsense"cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese-BUrgar!" the duo stares at the trapped sin against god"...but you are still it's vessel...we obviously can't communicate with it like this." she stares at him with a mix of abhorrence, and confusion"I don't want be it's vessel,...one of you be it!" the man simply replies "it ate the person that tried."she is shocked at that simple statement"... so it has to be me ,then...i still don't wanna, like how I said to governor badger in as a tiny og-" She stops herself, gathering her memories. When the man asks"what were you before you came here?" the princess answers"I remember I was a princess,... but I also remember being an ogre...and a guard to a lesser extent...my god, I think one of the guards I killed had a family!" the cultist mutters about how that feature could prove useful, before calming the now hyperventilating princess"calm down, you have me, and all of the people here now, we can figure this out" after a brief pause, she nods.