[Sticks and stones, words can't hurt me, etcetera, etcetera. Sure isn't true here -- Filbo's shadow seems to writhe when Rynlan's shadow murmurs. It writhes, what's covering Filbo grips him tighter, while the rest rises above him as if it's a snake about to strike. Filbo's body is contorting, the shadow covering his limbs beginning to swell and take strange appearances.
That...definitely looks like his unconscious self is taking the form of what seems to be strawberries. Carrots. Coalesced into the shape of his limbs. A strange thing to see, all things considered, to those who are unaware of what it's related to.
The rest of the shadow seems to have taken its decision: attack. Try to get rid of who is murmuring that. Heavy pieces of floorboard are tore from the stage and thrown at Rynlan, the shadow extending like mold all over the floor, before part of it braids itself to attempt to hit Rynlan, smack him away, shut his shadow up]
Probably Body Horror Content Warning From Here On
That...definitely looks like his unconscious self is taking the form of what seems to be strawberries. Carrots. Coalesced into the shape of his limbs. A strange thing to see, all things considered, to those who are unaware of what it's related to.
The rest of the shadow seems to have taken its decision: attack. Try to get rid of who is murmuring that. Heavy pieces of floorboard are tore from the stage and thrown at Rynlan, the shadow extending like mold all over the floor, before part of it braids itself to attempt to hit Rynlan, smack him away, shut his shadow up]