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K A L L I S T I x Q U I N T U S x L E I N​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }​

{ OOC : OOCHERE } • { DAY : 21 - 1/3 }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : SHOCK }​

xxxxxxxxxx Okay, so Kallisti had finally been able to not panic, but that was when the sickness started. For several long minutes, he small body was in a haunch over the toilet, ejecting acidic content from her stomach. There was no idea in her mind that could explain this sudden sickness, but she spent a good portion of time trying to be better. When she was, she sat her small, unusual body against the bathtub and began to think.

Something must have happened during the night for Kallisti to wake up in this body. Crestatia had something to do with it because these things certainly did not just happen without any paranormal intervention. Had she been the only one to switch bodies with another, or did this happen to all of them? Her mind traveled to Miss Olivia, and how the girl had to believe her now - especially if she hadn't before.

Kallisti looked at her hand only to find that it had a weak shake to it. The second round of nausea had come for her and once more she had found herself hovering over the toilet. YOU'RE SICK. I am not. YEAH, YOU ARE. LOOK AT YOU. MORNING SICKNESS. . . . Morning sickness? YEAH, MORNING SICKNESS. CONGRATS, KALLI, YOU'RE PREGNANT.

. . . What?

H A R L E Y xJ A Y xJ A C K S O N​

[ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ]​

[ OOC : OOCTEXTHERE ] • [ DAY : 21 - 1/3 ]​

[ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : DANGEROUS ]​

xxxxxxxxxx Finally, he had found the way to his room. He'll be honest, there had been a time or two back there where he had taken a wrong turn, but it was only because he hadn't exactly explored the boys' dorms. When he found his room, he opened the door - which he, thankfully, didn't lock last night - and almost threw it open.

Both of the beds were empty, and just when Harley was going to yell out in frustration, he saw two people, just staring at the only mirror in the room. There he was. His body. Staring at the mirror. Who was it in his body? He was angry - but holy hell, he was sexy. No wonder girls and guys fawned over him. Before his head could get much larger over his unbelievably sexy body, Harley strut up to his body and grabbed his shoulders and slammed himself against the wall. This body he was in was short, but Harley's knowledge, he could easily take himself down.

" Who the hell are you? " he hissed up at himself in this body's foreign voice, " I'd answer honestly, if I were you - and I am. "

How ironic it was. His actual body's eyes were staring at the body he was in, the body of someone he hated. Who was too close to Kallisti for his own good. Tyler Ashes. Man. He hated this guy.

He looked over at Heidi, hoping that it was her, but by the slightly fiercer look in her eyes, he knew immediately that it wasn't and he clicked his tongue, " And you, " he said to her, " I know you're not Heidi. Who are you? "

 

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Heidi lifted her head, attempting to focus on the girl in front of her, but it made her eyes hurt. "Hey, are you-HEM Um, are you all right?" She didn't respond immediately at first, but instead let her continue. "Look, I know things are kind of weird right now, but we'll be fine. All right? Things will be revealed in due time. In the mean time, I'm Allison, what's your name?" She stared at her in a daze, eyes not seeming to work. Allison. That name sounded familiar.

She tried to look closer, not sure if the face matched the name she was familiar with. The room was distorting her vision. It made her head hurt and even they complained about her sight. ". . .Allison?" She asked meekly. Heidi pulled herself up and corrected the chair before returning to her seat in it. "Heidi." She managed. "I'm Heidi." Her voice sounded strange, but she didn't take much notice of it. Where were they? The walls seemed almost rounded, never coming to a corner.

 

Allison blinked as she stood beside the girl in her chair. Heidi...? That sounds familiar... Suddenly a word and picture popped into her head. Bandaids "Heidi! It's good to see you again! I actually have something for you- I just- hang on a second..." she exclaimed as she looked down searching while she headed back towards her seat. Maybe she dropped them there when she got up. "I...they were...*sigh*..." she stopped and just slumped down on the table trying to look apologetic to Heidi from where she was. She was really looking forward to giving her those bandaids too. Wait really? What, you think she's going to get excited about bandaids like a Christmas present or something? She huffed trying to hold back a snicker. That was a pretty silly thought she thought up.

 

~Tyler Ashes~​

[Tumblr ~ Mood: Shock... ~ OOC ~ ♪Listening to♪] = Currently occupying Harley Jackson's body. ​

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~Zoey Quill~​

[Mood: Shock... ~ OOC: ~ ♪Listening to♪] = Currently occupying Heidi Layne​

Suddenly someone burst into the room... and if Tyler wasn't in Harley's body currently, he wouldn't believed that he was looking at himself. More so, he wouldn't believe that he had grabbed himself by the shoulders and shoved himself up against the wall. " Who the hell are you? " Not-Tyler hissed up at Tyler in Tyler's own voice, " I'd answer honestly, if I were you - and I am. "
Tyler wasn't about to get owned by... uh... 'himself', even if he was in Harley's body, and so he grabbed the intruder (god it's confusing trying to write this shít with all the swapping) back just as roughly. "Are you being a dumbass Harley?" Tyler asked having figured it out already. "You just asked who the hell I am, and then you just said that you were me while in my body." He shoved Harley away and stared at him, but then Harley directed a new question towards Heidi. Or... not Heidi.
" And you, " he said to her, " I know you're not Heidi. Who are you? "
Zoey was in shock, staring at 'him'. But... no. This wasn't 'him' . In fact, 'he' was... him? The guy she had just nearly slapped. ...Cráp. She'd been asked a question. "...Z-Zoey. Zoey Quill... I just woke up like this, I swear. I honestly have no clue what is going on."
Tyler then intervened, thank god. "This is clearly down to that Crestatia. She's swapped us all around. All of us in the email." He told them, having arrived to the conclusion quickly, as this was the only thing that made sense. "This means, if I'm guessing right, judging from the fact that both me and Harley are swapped directly, then we need to find uh... Zoey?"
Zoey nodded... So this was the second time 'he' had interacted with her... in albeit a weird way.
"Yeah. Right. So you see, we need to find Zoey's body, and it's likely Heidi will be there." He scowled at himse- Harley... "Makes sense right?"
Zoey felt awkward... being in someone elses body... being clothed... and... being near 'him' and someone who looked like 'him' on the other side of her. "I was last in my dorm. So... we'd be able to find 'me' there." She offered trying to be helpful.

 

H A R L E Y xJ A Y xJ A C K S O N​

[ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ]​

[ OOC : MY HEAD] • [ DAY : 21 - 1/3 ]​

[ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : CALMER / DANGEROUS ]​

xxxxxxxxxx Not-Heidi turned out to be a girl named Zoey Quill, and Harley recognized that name. He had seen her at the hot springs. She was the one who was comfortable in her own skin and didn't like clothing. Heidi liked clothing, and she was probably hiding some pretty bad markings on her body. She looked at him oddly. She was nervous around him? Zoey didn't know Harley. Harley was in Tyler Ashes' body. Did Zoey know Tyler?

Not-Harley had pushed him back, but it wasn't as rough, the motion being more out of self-defense, " You didn't answer my question, prick. " Harley said, " But I'm going to take a shot and guess that you're Tyler. " He rubbed his head, " Dammit . . . "

When Not-Harley-but-Tyler said that Heidi would most likely be in Zoey's body, Harley found his phone faster than he did anything else. He looked back at hims - Tyler, " Put on some clothing, and we can go look - or just me, I guess - for the others. " he told him, " My clothing is all in the dresser. And look, I know we don't like each other, but there are more serious things than the both of us. Don't ruin me and I won't ruin you. "

He typed up a message to Kallisti.

Hey. If Tyler is right, you're in another body.​

Find me. We'll sort this out.​

I'm in Tyler's body.​

This is ****ing awful.​

- Harley​

" I was last in my dorm. " Not-Heidi said when he was done, " So . . . We'd be able to find 'me' there. " Harley sighed, her words gave him a bit of solace.

" Do me a favor, Zoey. " he began to tell her, " Please, don't take off her clothing. Just. Don't. There are things that don't need to be seen and I don't need you to be like Gray Fullbuster. " he told her, " When you two are ready to go, I'll be waiting outside the dorm. "

He needed to find Alli. He needed to find Kallisti. He needed to find Heidi.

 

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"Heidi! It's good to see you again!" See her again? What did that mean? "I actually have something for you- I just- hang on a second..." Where had she seen Allison before? She scrambled the depths of her mind for a clue. "I...they were..." She sighed, clearly frustrated.

Heidi stared at her hard as she rifled through her things looking for...something. She didn't know what. Allison...Allison...Allison... "Oh. Hot springs..." She mumbled. She was with Harley and went to go get bandages when Heidi left.

 

When Alex finally awoken, he fist noticed that he wasn't in his room anymore. He was in some sort of strange room with see through walls. That, and he was sitting at a table with others who were waking up too. If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't the only person there, he would thought that this was a dream and pinched himself. Though he probably should've considering the next thing he realized. Please tell me that I'm were all having the same dream.

 

Gingerly Marcus washed his new body. Which was a bit difficult in his new body. But he didn't want to be rude to this body's owners, **** switching, this body was filthy and cleanliness helped focus on all his spectrums. He then rummaged about the room for fitting clothes and slipped him on. He was still in awe of having silvery hair and yellow eyes but his JROTC classes were kicking in. Be smart. Attack and defend from all directions. Take care of the easy things first. This guy must have a name. Find that first. It will make hunting him down even better. Hopefully he will be in bed. Marcus sighed, hoping for the best as he stumbled across a cell phone. It looked smart. Marcus sat on the couch because of an aching bruise on his shin. He just had to plug the phone in to get it powered up and working. He accessed the phone's browser and immediately went to MySpace. Nope. No logged in profile there. Twitter and Facebook followed next. He ended up with nothing. Frowning Marcus began to think, typing in tumblr he grinned and his heart beat in successful excitement.

This guy luckily hadn't cleared his cookies, so he was still signed in. And going to his Tumblr profile allowed his new yellow eyes to absorb the name of this body's owner. Altair's profile. Weird name, maybe he was raised in Israel. Marcus shrugged and shivered internally, he felt queasy, he was definitely not used to this.

He slipped the phone and it's charger into one pocket and headed towards door but before he did he typed up a post on Marcus's tumblr. He visibly jumped when he heard the knocking outside. His hand curled around the doorknob and opened the door wide so that it was verified that this was not a dream. "My body..."

 

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What in the world? Waking up, Aileen found herself seated at a round table with several others that she recognized. There were a few that she didn't, though. Were they students of the Academy? Aileen turned around to look behind the chair. The walls were rounded and transparent. It seemed like it had snowed because it was completely white outside. Aileen turned back around to face forward and rubbed her eyes. Was she dreaming? She blinked. Nope. Where was she?
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It didn't seem like there was any way out either. Even if there was, standing up and walking out would garner too much attention for her to handle. Aileen looked down at the table. She hated these kinds of situations. Circular tables? They just made it easier for everyone to pay attention to and stare at you. She started fidgeting in her seat. All she could do now was wait to see what would happen.​

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Cristina woke up feeling different. A lot different. Lately she had been getting used to pregnancy and the like, but today it felt like something had changed drastically. After realizing this, Cristina realized that she was no longer in her dorm room anymore. What's going on?!

At first Cristina felt as if she was in a hospital room, her surroundings being white and all, but she realized that that wasn't the case. The walls were actually transparent. She was sitting at a white round table, one normally used for discussion. She found it hilarious how she was placed there. It's not like I can speak. Whoever put her there must have been out of their minds. But I wonder...how did I even get here?

She decided to patiently wait to see what would happen. It was probably the safest option, considering the fact that she didn't know what was going on.

 

K A L L I S T I x Q U I N T U S x L E I N​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }​

{ OOC : WOW. REALLY. } • { DAY : 21 - 1/3 }​

{ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • DISDAIN } • { MOOD : SICK / THOUGHTFUL }​

xxxxxxxxxx For a long time, Kallisti had continued to sit on the floor of the restroom and release the contents of her stomach whenever they wanted to be gone. At last, though, she had felt that she was fine. Fine . . . No, she was not fine. Not really.

She was pregnant.

Well. Not exactly her, seeing as this wasn't her body, but . . . She hadn't been expecting such a . . . delicate secret to be discovered in such a way - it felt, to her, as if she had cheated in the find-out-about-your-roommate game. Although this wasn't really a game. Would she have ever been told of the condition of this body? How would Cristina feel when she found out that Kallisti knew? This was just one terrible thing after another . . .

On the tiled floor Kallisti's phone rang, and she looked at it. Harley. He sent her a message. Was he in another body, too?

Hey. If Tyler is right, you're in another body.​

Find me. We'll sort this out.​

I'm in Tyler's body.​

This is fucking awful.​

- Harley​

Harley was in Tyler's body . . . How ironic, for her cousin did not even like a shred of her best friend. What did that mean for Tyler, then? Surely he was not . . . not in Harley's body . . . was he? She almost laughed, now that could be a Harley she would like. Still . . . What would she tell Harley about being in this small, pregnant body? How would he react? Did he even know Cristina? She couldn't let him know her physical condition, that would be an utter betrayal.

I am sure you know where my room is.​

Come find me when you have the time.​

I am not sure I can leave.​

- Kallisti​

That may be a lie, about not being able to leave, but she didn't want to be sick again and make a mess if it came unexpectedly. Cristina . . . How did she put up with this? Kallisti didn't want to ask questions, yet . . . Her curiosity longed to know how this came to be. Who had it been that had a hand in this? Had the situation been desired? Oh, the thoughts that she had gone through . . . If the worst was the truth, then she and Cristina might have more in common than she first had anticipated.

H A R L E Y xJ A Y xJ A C K S O N​

[ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ]​

[ OOC : WILL BE CONTROLLING ZOEY AND TYLER, PER BUSHY'S REGARD] • [ DAY : 21 - 1/3 ]​

[ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : IRRITATED ]​

xxxxxxxxxx The two of them had come out of the room together to find that Harley was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and a slightly irritated look on his face that Tyler ( still in Harley's body, much to his dislike ) couldn't help but smirk at. Harley rolled his eyes and turned to Zoey, who flinched almost every time he looked at her. What the hell was her deal? Was she scared of Tyler? Or was she scared of Harley?

Zoey tried to keep her cool. Being in the face of . . . him wasn't exactly ideal for her. Even though he was who he looked like. It was still so hard to function like this! Confusing . . . She was annoyed at it a little. The real him was the one in Harley's body. Harley. That was his name, right? " Okay! " she mustered out, cheerfully and steady as possible, " We should get moving . . . "

The group left the boys' dormitory building and went for the girls. Harley had a few things to check on, there. Allison, Heidi, and Kallisti would all be in this building, so three birds with one stone.

" Why do you care so much about Heidi, anyway? " Tyler asked from behind Harley. He honestly didn't think a guy like Harley could really care about anyone. His behavior around Quin was . . . crazy. Suspicious. This guy was always up to something, and whatever it was, Tyler never liked it.

Harley ignored Tyler. Tyler wouldn't know, wouldn't understand. They three finally came to the girls' dormitory buildings and Harley's movements became faster, almost feeling like leaving the other two behind. Well. Just Tyler. He needed Zoey to find out where her body was and if Heidi was actually in it or not.

Zoey chanced a look at Tyler . . . in . . . Harley's . . . uh. Yeah, in Harley's body. It didn't feel the same, looking at him, it was pretty weird. Anyway, by the way he sounded about Heidi, did he care about her in some way? Zoey didn't exactly . . . stalk him, so she didn't know. She wanted to know, though. What did Heidi mean to Tyler? A friend? More than? She sighed and turned up the stairs, telling both of the boys, albeit awkwardly, and then they were on the floor where her dorm was. Heidi-in-Zoey's-body was sure to be in her room. Hopefully. She saw how Harley was when he was angry. She didn't want to see it again.

Zoey had led them to her room where Heidi supposedly was and Harley felt himself straighten up a little more. Was she alright? Zoey might freak out if any sort of damage was done to her body. Man. Troublesome. He needed to find Kallisti, next.

 

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And so what Altair felt would happen finally occurred. When the door opened what he saw was his own body open the door. After a pause of silence, Altair let out a sigh and rubbed his temples "well...we certainly are in quite the pile of shit" Altair said walking in. "My real name is Altair, but I figure you probably figured that out by now" Altair said with a sigh as he glanced down at the ground and noticed his phone. Picking it up, Altair turned and faced his body once more "Your name is Marcus correct?" Altair asked.

As he figured, Heidi was nowhere to be found which brought the teen unease. He had no idea if this was a result of his curse or whether this was something else. He needed to contact Heidi and see whether she switched bodies with another or not. If she did then it was a matter of finding out who she switched with. The tool to find this out rested in his hands

 

Marcus nodded and gave the boy his things back. "I am Marcus, did you bring my phone? And you wouldn't happen to know how this happened right? Like we got hit with some freaky voodoo? "

This was weird, very weird, his face felt wrong as he spoke and the voice was still deep and weird also. It unnerved him to see and hear himself from another humans body. He glanced inside the room, looked like Altair wanted in, better to talk inside then out, so they wouldn't look like freaks. Marcus ushered Altair inside and shut the door behind them. " Your roommate must be a heavy sleeper, I was pretty loud when I woke up and panicked this morning. They didn't make a sound at all." Definitely a weird day.

 

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❝Hello, everyone. Please remain in your seats.❞​

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❝Are any of you hungry? Would you like some coffee or cake? Do not feel rude to decline.❞​

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❝My name is Crestatia. I am the Coordinator of this game. If you would like to watch what is happening in the world you know, just look down through the table here.❞​

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❝It looks like they're having fun with this experiment. ...Have any of you met with Enny?❞​

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❝...Let me be frank with you. At the moment, the gameboard is heading towards a draw. There is no one particularly satisfying and we are in dire need of a winner. Additionally, there is an unevenness now that Enny has entered the game. In truth, I must kill some of you. I must to kill all but one, to absolutely fair, but...I will abstain.❞​

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❝Do not take it personally.❞​

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❝You are all here because--as you may have figured--you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Such a horrible thing, I am aware, but sometimes it is necessary, for the sake of the pawns, to tangle with fate and the element of surprise.❞​

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❝Aah, what am I saying? You probably do not understand any of this. I suppose I shall allow you to ask questions before I continue. Choose wisely. As always, there is not very much time.❞​

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"well something like that, but I cant say for certain" Altair said as he took a seat on the nearby chair and sighed. They had absolutely no idea how they were going to reverse this for now all they could do was stick with the bodies they received. "I guess so...but then again he might be going under the same circumstances as us at the moment" Altair said reached into his pocket "ah right...and here is your phone" Altair said rummaging through his pocket as he brought out the phone and tossed it over to Marcus. "with one call I will see if we aren't the only ones to have been switched like this" Altair said as he brought out his own phone and dialed Heidi's number. He figured Heidi had her phone and since his number was already on it she would know just who was calling her.

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And so with little option left, Darrius walked up to the top of the rooftop. Despair burned and tortured the teen soul and he could not bear this unsexy life. He walked up to the edge of the rooftop and stared out at the seen "Alright Darry..its time...no holding back now" Darrius said.

"I'm ugly and I'm proud"

No it has to he louder!

"I'm ugly and I'm proud!"

LOUDER! let the world know!

"I AM UGLY AND I'M PROUD!, I AM UGLY AND I'M PROUD!,I AM UGLY AND I'M PROUD!"

Darrius yelled out those words at the top of his lungs. The only was he was to continue living in this ugly world was to accept it. He....really needed to stop watching television.

 

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Marina's eyes widened at the sudden arrival. She was curtious, but somehow it didn't seem pleasant. Was this that C person? There couldn't be many other options. Judging by the looks on some of the others' faces, it wasn't their first encounter with her. Question and answer time. This could be good. Her eyes dashed down to the table briefly, watching as the image shifted between various students . None of them mattered right now. The person in front of them did. Think. First it would be good to get answers to the various questions she had asked them. Those were the most important. Then her own questions. What were her questions?​

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"It looks like they're having fun with this experiment. ...Have any of you met with Enny?"

"Who or what is Enny?"

"...Let me be frank with you. At the moment, the gameboard is heading towards a draw. There is no one particularly satisfying and we are in dire need of a winner. Additionally, there is an unevenness now that Enny has entered the game. In truth, I must kill some of you. I must to kill all but one, to absolutely fair, but...I will abstain."

"Why do you need a winner so desperately, because it is a game? Is there a way that everyone may live?"

"You are all here because--as you may have figured--you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Such a horrible thing, I am aware, but sometimes it is necessary, for the sake of the pawns, to tangle with fate and the element of surprise."

"How do we return to where we came from?"

"What is this about deals you listed? Do they have consequences attached to them?"

Marina just began spouting off anything and everything that came to mind. She felt rude at first, hogging any potential questions, but no one else appeared to be piping up. Hopefully this would help. She did not know how, but it needed too. Judging by some of their faces, she was probably the most logical one here and the most willing to participate in the game.

"Can we break the curse?" A small voice said beside her. What curse?

 

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Bronagh sat there for a while, she found humor in this dream. It was almost like a reality show, except this would be the only one she'd actually watch if that were the case. She noticed the state the other different people were in, and she decided she would just play along with the dream.​

Questions... I could ask many questions... but they wouldn't exactly help me...​

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"...you say you need a winner to this game...."​

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Bronagh took a breath and spoke out immediately after, "What exactly is this game... and how do you win?"​

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She got quiet for a little longer, then asked another question, but this one for some reason popped in her head when she remembered the email, "And... when you say you have to kill all but one... do you mean just us in this room or... everyone in total?"​

After she asked, she felt cold. She felt really cold and for some reason scared. After those two questions rang out, something inside her finally told her there was more going on than just a dream.​

Bronagh no. You need to stop over-dramatizing this....​

I'm not over-dramatizing anything...​

Bronagh found herself looking down at the table, and couldn't stop staring at the table. There was something about looking down at her world that felt off to her... very off.​

pawns....​

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Bronagh's head shot up and spoke louder than her other questions, although it was still indoor volume, "Pawns, like a game board piece? What do you mean "please don't take it personally" you just called me, and everyone else here a chess piece... actually, the smallest piece on a chess boa-"​

Bronagh went quiet immediately, cutting herself off. She felt like her questions had gone from reasonable to absolutely insane and unneeded.​

 

A girl from far off on the table appeared to be asking questions. Who was she? Olivia had not seen her before. Was she a child of the Bellhurst chorus? All of this was very incessant and sudden. But Olivia, long ago, had learned to keep her nerve under times of duress, en point. From her time and experience in her . . . shall we say, past? She had learned a few tricks about interrogation and information deduction.

First note. From the very fact this inexplicable location exists, let us accept that the e-mail was for all intents and purposes completely true, and this C, or Crestatia, was indeed the rogue falsetto in their world. Olivia placed her hands on the table and stared in Crestatia's direction.

"Please explain to us our roles, and what this game board works like? Is there any purpose to our pawnhood, or do we have special roles?"
"How are we to win this game, excluding just following the rules to the very end?"
"And--"

She was interrupted.
Off on the other side of the table, a voice -- familiar in vwernacular, not tone, rattled off their own questions. Hm?

"Is it right possible to alter the count of days in the advantage of our pawns? I mean, one would be straight tripping playing a boring game where pawns all eventually die, right?"
"Is it possible for you to change them straight up rules, or for the rules to be changed at all, or are you still hiding any from us -- and if so, what are they?"
"Dp you act so damn cruel -- from our mortal standards -- just because you follow these rules to a tee?"
"How do we summon you? Are there consequences?"
"What gives you the most . . . straight-taking excitement?"
"Are deals the key to winning this game?"
"Can the deceased contact us, or vice versa?"
"Why do you oppose Enny, and why does she oppose you?"

That method of speech . . .
That could only be one person . . .

 

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Matt took a little bit of time, looking in the mirror and coming to terms with the fact he was in somebody else's body. Plus the fact that he looked like a girl despite the body actually being male. Okay then. Well at the very least he could probably have fun with this. Although did that mean somebody else was walking around with his body? What had happened to the person whose body he was now using. Was it a direct swap?

Regardless, he shoved some clothes on. He didn't make much to the clothes this person owned and they didn't actually help with the fact they looked like a girl anyway. He didn't have much of a choice though and headed out, deciding just to pretend to be a girl to see what reactions he got. The person in the bed across from him still appeared to be fast asleep so he made the choice not to wake him and to just head out instead. Getting out into the corridor and taking a moment to work out where he was, that's when he heard it. The shouting. Someone was yelling they were proud to be ugly. What? It seemed to be coming from the rooftop, you could get up there? That would be perfect for pranks. But he was curious about the shouting so followed his ears.

It didn't take him long to get up onto the rooftop, even if this body wasn't as good at running as his old one and soon saw the person in question. "Hey, are you alright?", he called out to them a little nervously. He even sounded a bit like a girl, what was with this person? This was confusing, still it suited his purposes fine. Let them think he's a girl. "And um you know you're not actually ugly, I don't know why you think you are. I don't think you are. I bet if you smiled, you'd really look quite nice." He wasn't even lying, the guy might not be the most attractive person ever but he definitely wasn't ugly. He was kinda cute in a way. Plus looks were never the most important thing about someone. And he was back to flirting...in somebody else's body. Ah well.

 

Allison looked up at the girl that appeared. She said her name was Crestatia? So she's the one who sent the e-mail. She listened quietly as the others asked some questions. Most of them were ones she was also curious about, but she had managed to think of one other judging by the other questions. "If this is all a game, can we all win? Or is it only one or two winners?" she asked. A game with more than one winner wasn't that fun, but she felt that losing would be dying. Pondering more about it she was curious about the winners. "Speaking of which, what's the prize for winning? And can it be shared?" Those were the only questions she had, she couldn't really think up much more.

 

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In the midst of his despair a voice reached to his ears and the unsexy teen turned around to face the one who spoke to him. Stopping his yelling, Darrius walked up to the girl and grabbed her arms. "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! IN THE EYES OF A PLEBEIAN THIS BODY MAY SEEM TO BE GOOD, BUT I, THE TRANSCENDENT ONE IN SEXINESS CANNOT BARE TO LIVE A LIFE LIKE THIS! ITS LIKE EATING A GOURMET BURGER THEN BEING FORCED TO EAT A CRAPPY FAST FOOD ONE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE" Darrius yelled. At this point he picked up the poor girl by her arms and began shaking her as he yelled

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Casey was beaming with happiness. If god was able to upgrade his manliness then surely if Casey pleased him again then Casey would gain another upgrade. There was no other better way to celebrate than to pump his body at the gym. As time moved on Casey reached the gym he usually trained in. Normally in his old body Casey walked around without a shirt in order to prove his manliness, it helped that he had some muscle on that body.

"Alright I won't go shirtless today...don't wanna show off my new body so early" Casey mumbled with a grin as he headed towards a nearby machine. HIs usual weights were set and Casey sighed "Alright lets go" Casey said as he tried to lift. He tried and tried but could move an inch "thats...weird..." Casey said as he lowered the weight and tried again, only to fail once more "what the hell?!?" Casey said lowering it and soon came to a conclusion "g-god trolled me....and gave me a weak ass body" Casey said as his eye twitched.