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Matt frowned as the guy seemed to turn round and go crazy on him, he seemed to think he was some sex god or something. Matt didn't mind people believing crazy stuff, everyone has a right to choose what they believed but him coming up and shaking him physically was enough to make Matt uncomfortable. With one swift movement he swung forward his foot and firmly planted it between the other guys legs. It was a dirty move but he didn't know how strong his new body was and he didn't want to damage the body by letting someone throw it around.

The moment he released his grip, Matt moved backwards and out of reach. "Get off me you, you creep!" Well he still didn't want to give away that he was a guy, "I don't know what what your problem is, but treating girls like that is not going to help you. I suggest you stop shouting too." He told the guy before running off back down the stairs and out of reach of that crazy person. He didn't want to be near that creep any longer than he had to, he'd only been trying to help. He didn't deserve that kind of reaction.

This day was so strange. What was he supposed to do in this body? Resolving that Zoey could probably help, he headed off at speed towards the girls dorms. Maybe she'd have an answer. He thought it had just been him but with that creep, maybe it wasn't. How many others had been affected?

 

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A girl dressed in purple gothic lolita clothing appeared at the table, with hair to match. She called herself Crestatia. She claimed that they were in some sort of game, that they were just pawns. Ben could feel his hands clench on the surface of the round table. "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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One-by-one, his peers rattled off questions to the guest, or rather, the host. Ben recognized none of the voices, but the way one of them phrased their questions sounded familiar to him. He waited for a opening to ask his own. When the time came, he spoke. "Your email says we have, well, had, only a hundred days to live. So why do you have to kill us like you say you do, if we're already going to die regardless? Why give us a time limit if it doesn't really mean anything?"​

 

Marcus nodded and listened to Altair's logic. He glanced about the room for a place to sit, he didn't want to sit on the guy's bed now that he was here right in front of him. So he lumbered over the nearest chair, almost falling over has he bent to sit down, he was just not used to be so tall, with limbs so much longer then his own. He could see, as his own body walked around him, that this guy was pretty tall, Marcus's head only came up to Altair's body's mid chest.

Other people might be hit with this weird curse thing. Maybe some of them were hit at different times and were already finding a cure, so maybe this Heidi girl would know something valuable. Or at least give them both a clue. No matter what though, Marcus quietly watched the boy on the phone in his body. He was going to stay on this stranger's ass all day. There was no way he was going to trust a stranger with his body.

 

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❝'Enny is a witch.❞

❝There is no possible way that everyone can live. Without a winner...There would be a shortage of candidates here. It would be like no one running for leader of your country. That is not only bad for creatures like myself, but bad for your race as well. Lack of candidates, lack of players, lack of Gameboards, which means significant lack of human life.❞

❝I will return you when I am finished.❞

❝Most negotiations have consequences for both sides, do they not?❞

❝Curse... Be SPECIFIC or do not BOTHER SPEAKING...❞

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❝This game is 100 Days. You win by surviving until the end. Silly question.❞

❝My previous statement was hypothetical. ...Unless you would like me to kill all but one of you? Interesting idea... ❞

❝HAHA. How rude of you! KNOW YOUR PLACE. It is the most efficient way to exist.❞

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❝Roles? No roles. The purpose is to escape pawnhood.❞

❝There is no one answer for that.❞

❝Most of you will die. That is unavoidable. There is no way to alter the days in your favor.❞

❝I could change the rules. I am not hiding any rules that are relevant to you pawns. Breaking the rules is not the only way to die, however.❞

❝Cruel? I am one of the most empathetic demons in **! What warped perception you must have to call me cruel.❞

❝No one has summoned me yet simply because no one has tried. Try and find out for yourself. There are consequences to every action.❞
❝...Excuse me? I hardly think that is appropriate.❞

❝There is no key.❞

❝No, they cannot.❞

❝...When did I say I opposed her?❞

❝Your way of speaking agitates me. I will try to avoid conversing with you in the future.❞

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❝The prize and goal is to escape being a pawn and to be permitted actual life. You cannot share. There is absolutely no way for everyone to win. The way it's going now, not even one person will.❞

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❝Death is the most efficient way to get things motivate others. Stagnant and uncreative pawns are useless. ❞

❝Well, that's enough of that. REACH UNDER THE TABLE. There will be an envelop for each of you with very specific instructions. It is your choice whether or not to follow them. Once you read the letter inside, you will be sent back to the gameboard. Good luck to you. I will be going now. It was a pleasure meeting most of you.❞

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OOC: Unlocking the thread for those of you who aren't involved in this. IF YOU ARE WAITING ON YOUR LETTER, DO. NOT. POST. DON'T DO IT. WAIT UNTIL YOU GET IT TO CONTINUE ON.

 

H A R L E Y xJ A Y xJ A C K S O N​

[ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ]​

[ OOC : STILL CONFUSING ] • [ DAY : 21 - 2/3 ]​

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

xxxxxxxxxx Zoey had been apprehensive about finding her body, Harley could tell that much. What did she think about Heidi being inside it? He didn't know. Actually, he really didn't care. He just kind of wished that she would stop sneaking glances at him like she had a crush on him or something. Or Tyler. Whatever. He wanted to get out of this ridiculous body soon.

" Okay, ready? " Zoey asked, and Harley wondered why. Ready for what? It wasn't like they were going to bust in there and take down Heidi. He rolled his eyes, but nodded anyway. She slowly opened the door and stepped in, inhaling a breath at what she saw.

Harley moved around her and saw Zoey's body laying on the bed. Zoey-Heidi didn't seem like she wanted to move from the door so Harley-Tyler just moved around her and Tyler-Harley kept his spot in the door opening, towering over all of them, much to Harley-Tyler's dismay. In any matter, Harley strut up the bed and knelled by its side, shifting Zoey's body around so it was facing him. She was still asleep, this late into the day? It was practically afternoon by now.

" Hey, " he whispered gently, trying not to scar her awake. Oh. Right. He was still in Tyler's body - how could he not scare her? He sighed, but patted her face softly, " Heidi, it's Harley, wake up . . . "

 

Upon reaching under the table and grabbing the envelope, Alex quickly opened it and read what was on it. Which of course, caused him awaken in his room. His minds was still on the contents of the envelope. Was he really going to do what it said, or ignore it altogether. There was no possibility of a punishment if they ignored it according to C., but what if she happened to change her mind. While he spent a descent amount of time thinking this over, he decided to just do what she wanted him to do.

 

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xxxxx"Heidi, it's Harley, wake up . . ."

xxxxxA voice said softly patting her face. Heidi groaned quietly as her eyes fluttered open. "Harley?" she asked, still groggy. Her eyes focused on the face beside her and she squinted in confusion. "Tyler? You're not Harley. Where's Harley?" She looked to the doorway, seeing him lingering there. What was going on? Her mind wandered to the strange dream and Crestatia scolding her for not asking about the curse properly. She received no answer. How could she help. . .Altair. . ? A feeling of dread washed over her and she furrowed her brow.

xxxxxShifting in the bed, she felt the cool touch of the sheets against her bare body. ...bare body. Bare...body...? She bolted upright, blankets falling down into her lap. Why was she...why was she naked? Her eyes moved back to Tyler beside her and she felt her face flush. How did this happen? She felt dizzy and her heart pounded. One hand flew up to her forehead, the other to where her heart was--only, there was something in the way, some things in the way. Why did her chest feel so heavy? Nervously, her eyes lowered, stopping at what blocked the view of the rest of her body. This...this didn't make any sense. It was a trick. They were messing with her mind. They had to be-- only, she remembered the letter. Was it real? She tossed her head in the other direction, noticing a sheet of paper beside her and long hair cascaded over shoulders in the dark, tickling her back. Why was her hair so long?

xxxxxHer heart thumped and she glanced over to the other bed. What was going on? She yelped quietly. Why were they doing this to her? It wasn't funny. She was terrified and no to mention mortified. She was just imagining this, right? Heidi pulled the sheets up passed her now long legs, concealing the rest of her body. She curled up as small as she could possibly get, which was now rather difficult, and buried her face in the pillow. This room was unfamiliar, this body foreign, and there were people that saw her like this. She hadn't taken notice of the other girl standing in the doorway with Harley, just the fact that Tyler was beside her while she was apparently naked.

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xxxxxMarina opened her eyes, pen and paper lay beside her. A crumpled piece of paper rested in her fist. Did all that really happen? It must have, or this would not be here with her. Who were the others present? She stretched her limbs and suddenly something felt so wrong. She glanced over. Dylan was no longer beside her. She appeared to be back in her dorm, but that made no sense. She stayed at Dylan's last night. Pulling the covers off her body, she stepped out of bed and her breathing stopped. She was so short, her attire was different, and after further glancing around the room, she realized it wasn't her dorm--but someone else's. What the hell? Her eyes darted around the room quickly, taking in everything. There was another girl in the other bed. Her hair was short, her clothes cheap and ugly. What was this?

xxxxxShe had come to believe in a lot of things over the years, having not much choice, but this was ridiculous.. Marina moved to the bathroom and flicked on the light, taking but a moment for her eyes to adjust. The reflection in the mirror was not one she hoped for. Marina gagged at the sight before her, almost throwing up in the sink. This was wrong. How did this happen? Who was this wretched girl staring back at her? Body switching? Really? Is this what everyone had been panicking over in the table? Well, that made sense now. She needed to go to her room, but the key was at Dylan's. Was he like this too? She needed to get back to his apartment so she could get into her room. If she was in this girl's body, maybe that other girl was still at Dylan's. Her fist slammed down hard on the counter. Something about another girl being in her body in bed with him really irked her.

xxxxxMarina left the bathroom, rifling around for shoes and a jacket. She needed to leave. Now. She needed to find the disgusting girl inhabiting her body and Dylan, or whomever was inside of Dylan. The door slammed behind her as she walked out of the dorm, not taking any consideration for the person that had still been asleep in the other bed.

 

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After Aileen had glanced at the letter, she found herself back in her room lying down on the bed. Something felt different, but decided to shrug it off. She shivered and realized that she was no longer covered by her blankets. Had she kicked them off in her sleep? There was someone standing by her bed though. Aileen opened her eyes slowly to adjust to the lighting.

It...looked like her? Aileen rubbed her eyes. Probably just seeing things after that meeting- oh god. She shot up. Why am I staring at myself? Aileen looked around the room. She had been sleeping in Daniel's bed. Please tell me I- Aileen ran her fingers through her hair. It was a lighter colour and a shorter cut than she had. Oh my god please no. The girl looked down at her body. This was definitely not her. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.

She must have looked crazy. This was driving her insane.

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Cristina found herself waking up on the wrong side of the room. That's odd? Did someone move me? The girl sat up, with her legs hanging off the bed and stretched upwards. For some reason her arms felt longer and so did her legs. Growth-spurt? Normal. She, then yawned, as she did every morning, but it was different. When she yawned...sound came out of her mouth..? Am I hearing things? The girl decided to test it. "..Hello..?" she whispered to herself. Then she tried repeating it a bit louder, "Hello?" What the hell is going on?!

It's not that she wasn't happy that she could speak- she was- but she wasn't supposed to be able to. The car crash six years ago had damaged and destroyed everything. There was no way that she could. She looked around the room for Quin, who she couldn't find, but there was someone else there. Blonde hair, short, and were those her pajamas? Cristina was beginning to realize what was going on. This is...not normal.

Well time to use this voice... "Q-Quin," she stuttered. Six years without voice and she had already forgotten how to use it. She took a breath in. "That's you, right? What's going on?" she asked quietly.

 

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Bronagh took the letter and opened it, the contents inside didn't interest but she didn't dismiss the thought. Bronagh felt her eyes open and immediately she felt cold. Cold for her usual feeling when she is sleeping. She felt a piece of paper in her hand and she felt, different.​

Bronagh turned her head naturally to the right like she normally would when she woke up and her eyes froze onto the figure next to her. She didn't move for a long while before she found herself panicking.​

Spoiler: Obvious thoughts...

THERE IS A NAKED MAN SLEEPING NEXT TO ME!

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Bronagh jumped up quickly suppressing a scream and backed away from the bed. She felt taller, then she realized she was taller.​

Spoiler: Obvious thoughts...

I am not in my room... WHERE THE FUCK AM I?

Bronagh quickly looked around for a mirror, which she found in the bathroom​

Bronagh held in a scream again, not because she found the body ugly, but because it wasn't her body. This was an older stranger, and now she was the older stranger.​

"This can't be right, I'm not in a dr- that's not my voice. I'm not surprised but... oh my god..." Bronagh whispered to herself as she ran out of the bathroom. She didn't know if she was at dorms or not, and she was terrified.​

Oh my god what is happening to me​

Bronagh didn't know what to do, she only hoped that somehow by chance this was a body-swap, and that the other person was in her body and knew exactly where she was. They appeared to be older, relatively smarter.​

Oh my god DAD, what is happening to me.​

 

K A L L I S T I xQU I N T U S xLE I N​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }​

{ OOC : WOW. REALLY. } • { DAY : 21 - 2/3 }​

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

xxxxxxxxxx " Hello? " she heard from her own voice. Cristina must have woken up. With an unsteady base, Kallisti stood up, laid her hand over her stomach area and took a breath. She wasn't exactly ready to see herself nor the person who currently occupied herself, but she steeled herself with a deep breath. " Q - Quin . . . " Cristina said again, and Kallisti wondered how she was doing, now that she had a voice to use.

The girl stepped into Kallisti's vision and she was looking at herself. The first thing her eyes went to was her legs. The scars. It was horrible seeing them there. Tearing her eyes away from her legs, Kallisti looked up at hers - Cristina and then opened her mouth to reply, but then remember that she couldn't speak. She quickly bit her lip and looked away, thinking of some other way to communicate. Being in a bit of surprise she did a halfhearted wave at Cristina, and then grabbed her phone, quickly opening the note-writing application and typing up something, " Hello, Miss Cristina. " she typed, showing the phone to her roommate, " Yes, it is me, I am Kallisti in your body, you are Cristina in mine. I play this up to Crestatia-shenanigans. "

She inhaled a breath and typed some more, " How do you feel? " she then typed, showing the phone, again. " Are you well, anything out of place? " Kallisti had no health problems to speak of, besides the fact that sometimes great wallows of great and nearly unbearable pain came to her from her kidney. She hope a spontaneous episode wouldn't come to Cristina, " It seems that I am a bit sick, myself. "

Kallisti didn't want to hint at what they both knew she knew now, but . . .

H A R L E Y xJ A Y xJ A C K S O N​

[ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ]​

[ OOC : STILL CONFUSING ] • [ DAY : 21 - 2/3 ]​

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

xxxxxxxxxx " Harley? " Heidi asked slowly, in Zoey's voice. He huffed with satisfaction, it seemed like she was alri - " Tyler? You're not Harley. " Harley dropped his head on the bed, his eyebrow twitching, and a surge of irritation shooting through him, but he counted to ten and took a breath, " Heidi, it is me. I'm just in . . . Tyler's body. " he explained to her.

He watched as she shifted around and then he saw her bare shoulders. Oh, right . . . Zoey liked to sleep in the nude? Not that he minded seeing a girl's bare body, but Heidi would definitely mind, even if it wasn't her. Now she was sitting up and an naked, covering herself, and having a scared, confused look on her face, " Heidi, cover yourself up. " Harley said in Tyler's ungodly voice, and he moved to wrap the blanket around her shoulders, " It's going to be alright, you're just in Zoey Quill's body. Isn't that right, Zoey? " he asked, looking back at Zoey-Heidi with an urging look on his face. This situation could get bad, fast.

Zoey was stunned for a moment, looking at her own body. She was comfortable in her own skin, but she hadn't really . . . gotten . . . a good look at it? She pulled at the sweater that was on her current body and wondered what this one looked like. But no. Harley said not to take off her clothes. " Y - Yeah . . . Heidi, it's Zoey, here in your body. " she said with a slight falter in her voice.

" Tyler, tell Heidi that you're not Harley. " Harley said with a slightly commanding tone, urging him.

Tyler glanced at Harley and almost did something that he would regret, but he caught himself. Heidi seemed . . . really unstable, so he probably shouldn't even think about messing with Harley at her expense. " Yeah, Heidi. " he said, " It's me, Tyler. I'm in Harley's body. " Would she need convincing somehow?

 

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Cristina read what her roommate typed up on her phone. Body switching. How do you feel? Are you well, anything out of place?

After reading this, the girl shook her head forgetting that she had a voice to use now. "It feels odd, but I guess it's something I will have to get used to until this is over," she said slowly and quietly. She was still getting used to dynamics. The last thing she wanted to do was start screaming at someone by accident. Cristina went on to read the next line. It seems that I am a bit sick, myself.

Sick. Oh no. Cristina bit her bottom lip. "I-I guess you already know," she started, "I'm uh...pregnant." She paused for a moment. "But to be honest, I have no idea how it hap- never mind..." Explaining it like that could be misinterpreted."The nurse...knows of my situation, but I haven't met her yet, so if you ever feel terribly ill, seeing her is an option," she continued to explain.

"I'm sorry that I tell you earlier...it's just that this is not something you want people to know," Cristina apologized, "I know how terrible it feels, but please bear with me...I'm sorry..." She looked down at the floor. What if she hates me now? She probably does. We were just starting to get along too.God this is terrible.

 

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xxxxxHeidi wrapped the sheets tightly around her. . .not?. . .body. She clung to them under her chin, while her heart thumped rapidly in her chest. Everyone had seen. Her eyes moved to each of their faces, lingering on the one she had come to hate every time she looked in the mirror. Her head was spinning. Everyone was. . .in. . .different. . .bodies? It was like a bad tv show trying to pull in extra ratings to stay afloat. Was this really happening? She gave Zoey a once-over, afraid she might have seen something? Had she seen anything? Heidi hoped not. The fact that Zoey was still wearing all of Heidi's clothes was a good sign.

xxxxxShe felt dizzy and nearly toppled over, but managed to keep herself upright. Her eyes moved back to the person beside her. Tyler. No. . .Harley? What? She stared at her reflection in his eyes. Her fear etched on Zoey's face. "What's going on?" The sound of her not-voice startled her. Zoey was the girl that almost landed on her the last time she saw Altair. She chewed on her lip, panic still clear on Zoey's face. This was something they'd enjoy-- the confusion, the fear, the vulerability--, but it was quiet. No one poked or prodded at her mind. The dream, the letter, it really happened-- didn't it? "I met her." She told Harley. The real one, in Tyler's body.

xxxxx"There were others there too. We got to ask questions, but the answers. . .they didn't help much." Weird. It felt strange speaking in full sentences. She shook her head, the long red hair falling everywhere once more. Had this been what the others were dealing with while they were in that strange white room? It felt like they were really there, aside from the fact that it was near impossible to tell whom anyone was. Would they believe her to be mad? Anyone else would. Numerous people believed her already to be. They wanted her to go be with Ramona. Maybe this would be her saving grace, or her inevitable demise.

 

K A L L I S T I xQU I N T U S xLE I N​

{ TUMBLR • ACQUAINTANCES • MOST RECENT • WEARING }​

{ OOC : WOW. REALLY. } • { DAY : 21 - 2/3 }​

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

xxxxxxxxxx " I - I guess you already know, " Cristina said, and Kallisti kept hold on her eyes, even though she felt uncomfortable and wanted to look away, " I'm uh . . . pregnant. " she said, and Kallisti let go of a breath she was unaware of holding. For a moment, it was quiet between the both of them, but then Cristina went on, " But to be honest, I have no idea how it hap - never mind . . . "

No idea how it happened? Cristina did not look like the type to have sex with anyone, especially since she was so young as she was. An accident maybe? Kallisti wondered if Cristina had been pregnant before that e-mail had been sent to all of them. If she hadn't been, then Kallisti could play her pregnancy up to this game, to Crestatia. Maybe, for it was a strong possibility, this baby could have been someone else's - not necessarily anyone from the e-mail; perhaps someone who Cristina knew?

" . . . so if you ever feel terribly ill, seeing her is an option, "

Kallisti quickly typed on her phone before her roommate could go on and showed the other the screen; she was getting used to this, slightly, " I am sure that will not be necessary. " it read, and to show reassurance, Kallisti smiled gently.

" I'm sorry that I didn't tell you earlier . . . It's just that this is not something you want people to know. " Cristina said, and Kallisti looked into the eyes of her own body; she was very sorry, ashamed, even? There was no way that this pregnancy could be Cristina's fault. " . . . I'm sorry . . . "

Kallisti took two steps forward to her taller figure and placed her hand on her shoulder, giving her another smile, " Do not worry, everything, I believe, will be alright. " her screen read, " Come, we shall discuss what to do next. " she then typed, moving towards her own bed and sitting on it, " How long, do you think, this body-switching ordeal will last? Would you like to do anything today, or merely wait this out? "

Harley had told her to find him, but she wasn't in the mood, nor did she feel well enough to leave the room, so he would have to come to her if he was that desperate.

H A R L E Y xJ A Y xJ A C K S O N​

[ TUMBLR • OBSERVATION SUBJECTS • LATEST ]​

[ OOC : STILL CONFUSING ] • [ DAY : 21 - 2/3 ]​

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

xxxxxxxxxx It was evident that Heidi felt better, now that she had something covering her, but she was still confused, Harley could easily tell, " I met her. " Heidi said to him in Zoey's voice, and he raised an eyebrow. Met her? Met who? A list of names went through his mind, wondering at who Heidi could mean. After thinking on it, he came to the only conclusion he could draw that she would tell him. Heidi had met with Crestatia. " There were others, too. " she went on, " We got to ask questions, but the answers . . . They didn't help much. "

She got to meet with Crestatia, there had been other people from the email, and questions by those people were asked. The answers didn't help much? Harley felt that he wasn't surprised. Either the questions hadn't been specific enough or the answers were vague just for the hell of it, just for Crestatia's amusement.

The question was, why was he not in attendance to this little soiree? Had the people who had been there have some sort of special quality in common? Annoying . . . If Heidi really was telling the truth of this - and he believed that she was - then Harley had missed a good chance to get some answers. He clicked his tongue and sat at the foot of the bed, Tyler and Zoey joining him in sitting down.

" . . . How do you think we'll be able to get out of these bodies? " Tyler asked, fiddling with his fingers, " I mean, there's gotta be a way, right? Or will this just . . . wear off? "

" It's not like this is some sort of potion that wears off, " Harley answered shortly, " If this is a spell of some sort, then it can be undone. Unless, of course, Crestatia wants this to be a permanent thing . . . " He clicked his tongue again and crossed his arms. Heidi was safe, and so that left Kallisti and Allison. He didn't know where Allison was, but hopefully, she would text him. Or better yet, text him back.

Hey, I hope you're alright.​

Text me back.​

I'm worried about you.​

Whose body are you in?​

We need to meet, soon.​

- Harley​

Now all who was left to find was Kallisti. She should come to him, if she could find him, but . . .

 

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Quin was incredibly kind-hearted and did not seem angry at all. She continued to reassure Cristina, which helped cheer her up to an extent. She was still apologetic. When Cristina felt her own hand on her shoulder (technically Quin's shoulder), and saw that Quin was trying her best to smile, Cristina decided to do so also. It was the least she could do.

Cristina watched as her roommate began typing on her phone again. When she held up the screen , Cristina read whatever it said. Come, we shall discuss what to do next. How long, do you think, this body-switching ordeal will last? Would you like to do anything today, or merely wait this out?
Until the Coordinator gets bored of this, of course. But that wasn't what Quin meant, so she did not voice her opinion out loud. Cristina tried to think back to the meeting that she and a couple of other people were forced into. She hadn't spoken: a) because she didn't know what was going on , b) because she wanted to listen as closely as possible and c) because she couldn't. Had the Coordinator said anything about body-swapping? No she didn't. But she did say something about the game getting closer to a draw. Was she doing this to see who would go insane first?

"I'm not sure how long this will last...I would say one or two days until the Coordinator is satisfied, but I could be wrong," she stated. Now as for what to do for the day... "Do you feel well enough to leave? I think it's safer just to stay in our room, but it's up to you..."

 

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Going back out to the room Elizabeth expected Allison to be in her body so she shook her and waited for the other to awake. Hm...did her hair really look that bad in the morning? Heh...well maybe she no longer had to worry about that among the several other things that came with being in that vessel.

"Hey, are you in there?"

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What was this? Was she really looking down at her own body?

"W-what," she stuttered, moving away from the bed. However it couldn't have possibly been more than two steps before the blonde - no wait.... brunette? - fell backwards. And while sitting on the ground she patted her face, freaked that it wasn't exactly her face. How did this happen?

Moving to a more upright position Daniel reached for the bed to help her all the way up, though was barely able to stay that way. "O-okay...so I've tripped before but...not like this...and I've been off everything for ages now so... So seriously, what the hell is happening?"

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xxxxxTwenty minutes. That's how long it took her to get from campus to Dylan's apartment. The entire time her mind was racing. What were they supposed to do about this body switching thing. It explained the opening line of her letter, which she hadn't understood when pulling it out from under the table. It made sense now. They would switch back, but how long would it take? Would it require them to do something? Crestatia basically said things were too boring. Did they have to liven it up somehow in their new bodies in order to switch back?

xxxxxDeath is the easiest way. No That was not a possibility. What if it meant keeping the other person trapped in someone else's body. It wasn't worth the risk.

xxxxxShe walked briskly up to the door, her new body taking short awkward strides. This was annoying. She had become so short-breathed and winded with hardly any physical labor. How did people deal with being so short and disgusting? Women. Marina rolled her eyes as her fingers wrapped around the doorknob. It jiggled in her hand, but would not open. Locked. Damnit! Letting go of the handle, the psychic began to pound on the front door. It would probably draw quite a bit of attention, but at this moment, she didn't care. All that mattered was getting inside. "Hey! Let me in! I will break the door down otherwise!!"

 

~Tyler Ashes~​

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

~Zoey Quill~​

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

So to begin. Tyler knew better than to do anything with Harley in such a situation. It wasn't his style, so he refrained. The fact is that at the moment, they had to work together. They might not be 'friendly' to each other, but they both weren't stupid. The fact was, while Tyler might have his doubts about Harley, he knew the git was reliable to a degree, and so he confirmed that he was indeed Tyler but swapped into Harley's body without any complaint. Heidi naturally seemed very distressed, so right now the priority was seeing that she was okay.
Meanwhile... Zoey hadn't been curious about Heidi's body at all. As uncomfortable as she was wearing so many layers of clothing, she knew this wasn't her body and that removing anything at all wasn't her call to make. Even though she was freaked out enough about the situation, she did begrudgingly feel a tad upset from Harley's comment like he had just expected her to strip down without a care. She had nearly yelled at him 'What do you take me for?!' or something, but she had refrained for reasons known only to her. Meanwhile, Heidi seemed to have some news... she had encountered Crestatia? There were at last some answers?
So the other two sat on the bed, and for the first time, Zoey found herself facepalming in Heidi's body. She might have felt uncomfortable with the situation, but some of her old confidence and vigor came back to her. "Nahah you two! First of all-" Heidi's weak voice came out, but filled with Zoey's attitude, it was an odd combination, but Zoey didn't falter. "I know the situation is not good, but I want to remind you that you're in the presence of a girl who is currently nude. Now while I may not have that many qualms about my own body to a degree, you're both boys and even I feel uncomfortable with that." And admittedly... regardless of them both being boys... there was one in particular she felt especially awkward with seeing her body. That was just... 'wrong'... So, Zoey had at this point tapped their shoulders and made them stand up before pushing them by their backs to the door. "Secondly, even though it's not her body, I imagine Heidi herself feels uncomfortable in such a situation. So yeah. I'm sure you catch my drift." And with that, she had gotten them outside the door. "You can come back in in a few minutes." She told the two, before closing the door on them.
She turned around to look at hersel- Heidi. "Sorry about that... this situation is weird..." she made a slight giggle that sounded odd with Heidi's voice. "Um... I'll uh... introduce myself again. I'm Zoey Quill. You might remember the other day that I nearly um... landed on top of you during my run. I'm still really sorry about that." She murmured, while scratching at the back of her... um... Heidi's head which was Zoey's usual habit. "Listen... I can tell you feel uncomfortable but, ...I want to assure you that I've done nothing disrespectful at all with your body. I promise. I didn't even need Harley to tell me not to. I just wouldn't have..." She tried to offer the girl a reassuring smile. Realizing she couldn't keep the guys outside too long, she next set to work and headed over to a drawer. "Um... I've got some clothes here. So yeah. I'm sure we'll both feel more comfortable once you are wearing something, and trust me, I never thought I'd be saying a sentence like that." This time, it was more genuine laughter that came from Zoey (Heidi's mouth) as she picked out some clothes and gently handed them to Heidi. "Look... I know we've only just met, but we're in a situation where I guess, we need to put trust in one another. I know it's not easy, but... I feel I can trust you with my body. Well, I have to, but I also want to be able to if that makes sense. So... well, I just hope you know you can trust me with yours too. I'll stick with you, I promise." She told the girl who was herself but not. Zoey then realized Heidi might not feel comfortable with her looking in her direction while she changed. So she turned around, which felt weird since it would only have been her own body, but she knew it could make a difference psychologically to a girl like Heidi, and so she did.

Meanwhile... Tyler and Harley were waiting outside. Tyler felt awkward but understood that Zoey had made a very valid and good point. More so though, he felt awkward being here like this with Harley. He scratched the back of this borrowed head for a second before speaking. "Look, Harley. I know we don't seem to get along for whatever reason." He started, his voice calm and and rational. "But I know you're not stupid, and neither am I. While there might be tension between us, we both know that right now there are bigger things to worry about. I can see you care about Heidi, and I respect that. The fact is, like you said earlier, I have no intention to ruin you. While we might not be friends or whatever... Right now the attitude between us two needs to stop too. For one, it'll probably make the girls uncomfortable if they think we'll explode at each other any second, and two, I know you know how many people have died from Crestatia's game as well as I do. We need to be able to put trust in each other right now so that if the time comes, there will be no hesitation no matter what happens. So yeah." And surprising himself, Tyler held out a hand towards the one occupying his body. "Do you agree?" He asked.

 

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xxxxxEveryone had come to join her on the bed and she curled up tighter underneath the sheets. That was, until Zoey kicked the boys out. Clothes, clothes would be nice. She thought, and nothing thought back. Her brow furrowed in confusion and she just stared down at the sheets by her feet. "Sorry about that... this situation is weird..." Zoey began, then giggled in Heidi's voice. It was so strange hearing a giggle come out of her mouth. "Um... I'll uh... introduce myself again. I'm Zoey Quill. You might remember the other day that I nearly um... landed on top of you during my run. I'm still really sorry about that."

xxxxxHeidi glanced up at her for a moment, studying her own face. "Yeah, uh...I remember." She responded quietly.

xxxxx"Listen... I can tell you feel uncomfortable but, ...I want to assure you that I've done nothing disrespectful at all with your body. I promise. I didn't even need Harley to tell me not to. I just wouldn't have..." Zoey said with a reassuring smile. Heidi breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want Zoey to see her body. It was bad, and given that Zoey didn't know her situation, could have been viewed improperly. She watched closely as Zoey dug through drawers for clothes. All Heidi's clothes were still packed away in suitcases with tags attached. It wouldn't have been right for her to take Altair's drawers. Her heart sank again. They never found him yesterday and she had yet to hear back, if she were to hear back at all. "Um... I've got some clothes here. So yeah. I'm sure we'll both feel more comfortable once you are wearing something, and trust me, I never thought I'd be saying a sentence like that." Zoey said, breaking her out of her reveerie.

xxxxxHeidi let go of the sheets to reach out and take the clothes. Upon doing so, Zoey spoke again-- only this time, Heidi wasn't sure how she felt about it. "Look... I know we've only just met, but we're in a situation where I guess, we need to put trust in one another. I know it's not easy, but... I feel I can trust you with my body. Well, I have to, but I also want to be able to if that makes sense. So... well, I just hope you know you can trust me with yours too. I'll stick with you, I promise."

xxxxxTrust her? Zoey promised, just like everyone else, but she had been trained to know that promises never last. Heidi meerly nodded, not really willing to give a response. She didn't want to hurt Zoey's feelings, it was just that everyone broke their promises. No one ever stayed by her side and now her side was looking back at her. Zoey turned around to allow Heidi to change privately, and to that, she was grateful. Once dressed, she decided to test out her new voice again. It all felt so foreign and standing made her feel top-heavy. "Um. . .Zoey? Is my uh. . .phone, is it still in Harley's room?" She tapped the other girl on the shoulder, to let her know it was now okay to turn around. The boys would be back inside any minute, so it was a good thing she changed quickly.

 

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Matt raced into the building where Zoey's dorm was and ran straight through it. She'd told him her room number so he knew roughly which one it was though he was starting to doubt himself and he no way to check. Regardless he just hoped everything was okay and Zoey might be able to help him figure out what was going on. Today was so so weird.

As he rounded the corner onto the stretch where Zoey's room was, he stopped running and frowned as he saw two guys standing outside a room. Curiosity pulled at him as to why they were there, was everything okay? It occurred to him that he looked like a girl so him being in this half might appear completely normal. It was probably a perfectly reasonable reason they were there, like to see a friend, similar to him. It was just this day had been strange so he was already a little on edge.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asked as he approached them, noticing the door they stood outside of he frowned a little though, "This is Zoey's room, right? Is she in there? Is everything alright?" He asked, a bit of concern creeping through into his voice. Everything was still probably fine and he was making something out of nothing but regardless, he cared about Zoey and just wanted her to be okay. Looking at the two guys, he realised he recognised one of them, turning to Tyler['s body] he smiled slightly, "You were at the springs, you were the one who gave them their decency back, right?" He trailed off near the end getting quieter around such a subject. He was still a little ashamed of his own reactions that night.

 

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Bronagh sat in the quiet for a few minutes. She had found the clothes that belonged to the person she was inhabiting and put them on, when she was finished she waited.​

The slamming on the door wasn't unexpected, what was unexpected was her voice screaming, "Hey! Let me in! I will break the door down otherwise!!"​

Bronagh quickly ran to the door and opened it, she stared in shock at her, or her body that was right in front of her. She looked agitated and deserved to be, but she looked very winded. She kept the door opened and backed away saying in a high pitched sing song voice that wasn't her own and probably not this person's either because of how forced it was, "Please tell me this isn't really happening. I am going insane!"​

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