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 Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 8:48 pm
Tommy watches the credits roll on what could only be his fourth movie of the day...that seems like all he's done lately: Sip blood and watch movies. Something about sitting in a dark room all day appeals to him now more than it used to. He shakes his head, knowing what's going on but helpless to stop it. There was one thing he could do though...get some fresh air. He stands with the aid of the couch and makes his way outside.
He blinks a few times as he is hit by the cooling afternoon, early evening air. "Goddamnit..." he mutters out, realizing that he's just now becoming active. "******** bats..."
Tommy shakes his head before looking around while stretching his arms and fingers with a groan. Is that...the frog man...what's his name...Newt! That's it!
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 8:55 pm
Newt had been in the cafeteria, collecting bottles of drinking water and the like. After the labs had dropped him off, he had been in a state of mild panic. They had injected him, right there, right with him aware of it, and he knew the unnatural feaver that had gripped him all morning had a reason. It had been steadily getting worse, even has he tried to ignore it, and when thenausia kicked in, he had hopped as fast as he was able across the village square aiming for his duplex. He was only a few clumsy leaps from the door to the entertainment room when he stumbled with a groan, looking wetter, and greener than the bat remembered.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 9:24 pm
Tommy frowns and kneels down quickly next to him, "Hey buddy...you alright?" He looks over the frog man, clearly concerned. memories of their last encounter flash though his mind as he starts to get a creeping feeling...no...not again...Christ....I hate this place.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 9:47 pm
"I... I..." Newt wobbled, blinking unevenly as he glanced up at the bat and flinched back at the sight of the hard-to-forget face, "Ah! I... Oh, h-how... how are you d-doing?" It seemed polite enough- he hadn't seen Tommy since the cafeteria- his stomach clenched again and he felt even more awkward. As he shivered, though, a lock of black hair fell down to his shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 9:51 pm
Tommy's face just fell as he sees the all-too familiar signs of the change. "I...Jesus, man...you're changing...aren't you..." He shakes his head with sorrow. "C'mon, let's get you inside...I'll...I'll stick around...I mean...I uh...only if you want me to that is..."
Tommy attempts to help Newt get inside the entertainment room.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:05 pm
Newt gave a squeek as he reached up to scratch his head, only to come back with a webbed-handfull of black curls, and he croaked in alarm, letting himself be lead wherever. "N-no... no... I... I have to.. I w-want to.. I sh-should... I sh-shouldn't... oh... oh b-blast...!" He knew he was coming, but that didn't make it any easier. By the time they were in the doors, Newt was steadily getting balder, and a loud terrified sob escaped his throat. His hands were full of hair now.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:11 pm
Tommy just closes the doors behind him and looks back over at the changing Newt. "C'mon man...you were there last time I changed. Listen...I uh..." he says as he shakes his head sadly and attempts to put a palm on the frog man's shoulder. "Heh...Hell, I ever remember what you said to me...I think it was...'just relax, it'll be over soon' or something like that. Though...I guess that's the automated response whenever someone changes though...huh?" He tries to make eye contact with the frog-man. He tries to get him to concentrate on his voice, on what he's saying, anything but what's happening. He gives a sad, closed lipped smile, "You know...I don't think we were ever introduced...name's Tommy."
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:25 pm
Newt glanced over, trembling violently as the last locks topped down over the shoulders of his jumper and Tommy's overgrown hand, his skin wetening further untill he appeared as slimy and amphibious as any frog would be proud to be. "Ah... ah... N-n-nuh-nuh-newton...." He managed in a hoarse voice, his mouth twitching spasmadically as it began to widen.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:29 pm
Tommy nods a few times, thinking he's more than likely hurting the situation than helping it. He just sighs and leans back on his haunches, "Listen...Newt...I'm going to go over there and give you your privacy, alright? Afterward, I'll walk with you back to your duplex if you want the company...if not, I'll understand." And without saying anything else, he stands and if allowed will exit the entertainment room to wait for Newt.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:35 pm
"Wh-wh-what... I... I... T-t-tuh..." He stammered, his throat inflating in it's usual nervious croak, but after it pouffed out, it didn't seem to unpoof, his flesh swelling up to meet it, swallowing his chin. "Ah... AH!!" He scrambled, croaking and wimpering as he fell backward onto his rear. His jumper slowly began to fill, the zipper straining over his stomach befor the seam gave out and the front burst open. His tan, speckled belly was exposed, swollen and getting bigger, his feet stretching even longer, his toes streignthening.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:41 pm
Tommy pauses at the door and looks back despite himself. He curses under his breath as he looks over the changing frog man. This guy never hurt anyone...why the ******** did he deserve this? Goddamnit, I can't just sit idly by...no more...starve me, break me, throw me to the wolves...I don't give a s**t anymore...I can't sit idly by while innocents suffer. No more.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:45 pm
Newt twitched and wrythed and wimpered as his body realigned, and he finally rolled onto his now round belly, legs drawn up in a distinctively froggish crouch, his back realigning further to make the posture his own. He stayed that way for a long while, not moving beyond a tremble befor his shoulders shuddered and a tight sob escaped his widened lips.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:47 pm
Tommy looked from the floor...to Newt...to the floor...to the door...to Newt...to the floor...and back to Newt, not sure what to do. Is this the kind of guy who wants to be left alone? Or is he the guy that just needs a friend...holy hell, what do I have to lose?
"It'd be stupid if I asked you if you were alright...but...well...how're you holding up, Newt?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 11:03 pm
Carefully, ever so timidly, the frog-man (now a bit more froggish than ever befor) glanced up with a look of horror. "I... I... I w-was... at th-the labs..." He squeeked, "I kn-knew... knew it.. it was c-coming... I... I ..." He babbled, disoriented.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 11:07 pm
Tommy just looks at Newt for a moment as this new information swept over him. He always thought he would much rather know when it was coming...but always...always some part of his mind knew otherwise. Goddamn, how did the guy not crack? He shakes his head and sighs, "Jesus, Newt...you're the bravest guy I've seen...having to deal with that...Christ..." He stares off into space for a moment before looking back at Newt's changed body, "Do you want some company right now, man?"
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