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Speak with the Rubbery Man
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Category Story Event
Type Story
Data ID 310843

Speak with the Rubbery Man is a Sunless Skies Story Event.

Story description[ | ]

No one has dressed him for the chess game, or let him enter the board.


Interactions[ | ]

Actions Requirements Effects Notes
Speak with the Rubbery Man
He stands off to one side, tentacles squirming.
Writhing introductions
He is surprised that you approach him. He moves to make room for you, in case you are merely trying to occupy his space. When you speak to him, he offers you a squishy handshake. By various signals, gestures, and directions of his eyes, he indicates that he has come here looking for his place in the world.
    • Carillon icon Assisting a Rubbery Penitent = 1 [Assist the Rubbery Penitent by donating five Penance: Shift of Perspective, or one Penance: Shift of Perspective and one Penance: Enlightenment]

Ask the Rubbery Man about the Devil with the rose-coloured gloves
...and then hope you can understand the answer.
Startling
The Rubbery Man holds up one tentacle, representing the Devil with the rose-coloured gloves. Then he holds up another tentacle. After a moment, he twists the two together. Are the tentacles meant to be kissing? Is that what that is? When you look blank, the Rubbery Man repeats the pantomime several times. Perhaps the Devil has a lover. Perhaps the Devil loves the Rubbery Man. Perhaps the Devil enjoys exotic forms of dance.
Redemption of a Rubbery Man
Conversion requires a change of understanding, an alteration of state both sudden and permanent.
Two lumps
You offer the Penance. May the Rubbery use a human penance? Are such penances, well, compatible?

The Rubbery Man accepts it; takes it into an orifice; digests it. His eyes close. Then they open again: they are your eyes. Your eye colour. The same pattern in the iris you know from mirrors. He stares around as though seeing everything for the first time. "Thank you," he says. Perhaps he has grown your tongue and teeth, too.

Then he places two damp objects in your hand, and walks away towards the staircase. Well, it stands to reason that his original eyes had to go somewhere.
Elevation of a Rubbery Man
What would such a person need? Perhaps understanding cut with ambition.
Transferred
Enlightenment for a start; conversion for a chaser. He consumes both. Tentacles are involved, and the twitching of excessively mobile... would one call those lips?

But then. What a transformation! His features smooth and flatten. His tentacles retract. From a distance, one might take him for a human gentleman with an especially prominent brow.

He assesses you. Then – no thanks, no comment, not even the wave of a tentacle, what an ingrate! – he takes up someone's freshly discarded crozier. As a Bishop, he joins the game in play.
Leave the Rubbery Man alone
Perhaps the game of chess is a better diversion.
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