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 Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:44 am
"Ohmygod..." she breathed in surprise as the ink spilled our of his mouth. She jumped back just a bit as the link splattered on her pants. She quickly looked back up at him, her eyes wide and sympathetic. "I'm sosorrysosorry..."
She tried to pin his arms and lay him down on the bed. "You can't fight it...try to relax...."
A sudden, defeatenig clap of thunder overcame the island, rattling the buildings, and a flash of lighting so bright that it lit up the room for a split second.
Moments later, the hum of electricity whined down, and everything went pitch black.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:52 am
Billy gave a blood curtling scream. He couldn't see, but he could certainly FEEL the changes. His tentacles flailed in the darkness, stinging and aching as they started to swell and stretch, accidentally hitting Aubrey a few times in their lack of control. Another spurt of ink bubbled up from his throat, not strong enough to squirt like a proper weapon, but enough to nearly drown him. He twisted, trying to turn, clawing at his trousers as a webbing formed between his limbs, pinched in the pants. His fingers were numb, though, thumbs and remaining pointerfingers withering, leaving his hands looking more like the ends of new tentacles on the ends of his still human shaped arms. As lighteneing flashed again, Aubrey could see his body had completely changed color, first a blue, then tinged darker, navy blue-black like his bedspread, but lightened again. He could feel the bones in his arms and legs thinning, becoming even weaker and he sobbed, still trying to wrom his way free, "Ah FECKIN' HELL!!"
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:59 am
Aubrey was suddenly overtook by fear. Fear of what she was doing..fear of losing Moreau, fear of the power loss... fear for Billy. But mostly, a cold, chilling realization that this was not what she wanted to happen to herself. "I'm sorry...." she said, scrambling off the bed, tripping and falling hard on the ground in the darkness.
She scrambled for her discarded shirt and labcoat in the darkness. "I can't do this," she said in a high pitched panic. "I can't be here... Jamal....there's no way if Jamal... he could kill me..." She hastily pulled the shirt over head and stumbled to the door, looking back at Billy... guilt racking her brain. 
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 3:03 am
Billy lay panting, slimy and covered in ink, his tentacles weakly flailing, "Wait-" He croaked, trembling and wincing as his limbs still twitched. With his tounge, could feel his teeth had changed, sharped strangely in the middle. He didn't want to be alone! Not like this, not after he just... He could barely move, panting despretly, "Wait, Lass... please!"
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 3:12 am
The tears were streaming down Aubrey's face again, but silently. She bit down hard on her lip and quickly went back over to him. "I'm sorry..." she whispered, stroking his hair and planting a kiss on his foreheard once she found it in the darkness. "I can't be out here right now. The chips won't work.. Jamal could kill me..."
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 3:15 am
"J'mal kin'... suck me balls," He choked, "Ball." At that he gavea manic laugh, staring up at the black ceiling.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 3:18 am
Aubrey wasn't laughing. She gave a look up to the dead camera, and a chill ran down her spine. "My god what have I done!" She jerked back up. "I'm sorry, Billy...I can't stay..."
She stumbled her way back to the door. "He'll kill me... he'll kill me... what have a done... " in her panic, it was hard to tell if she was talking about Jamal or Moreau.. or both.
She got the door open with a bit of effort. "I'm sorry," she said again in Billy's direction. A few minutes later, the faint sound of a Jeep staring up could be heard.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 3:22 am
"Don'... don' jes'... leave me here..." He weased, trying to sit up, but all of his limbs screamed with pain from the transformation. He fell down again with a cry. So that was it, then. Bollox.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 5:34 pm
The next morning, Billy awoke on his bed. His whole body ached and was sore, and at first, he wasn't sure why. When he began to register the bitter taste of ink in his mouth, though, it started to come back to him. The change! He must have passed out after Aubrey had left- he couldn't remember anything after that. He shifted, trying to sit up, but his limbs were sore. His limbs- he gaped at what he had become. There was ink everywhere, splattered on the walls, down his front, coating his cheets and the floor. She had abandoned him! Or he had scared her off -he had been too distracted by his changes to remember what she had said. He managed to push himself to his feet, wobbling as he took a tentitive step forward. His legs shook, the weakened bones unable to support his weight for more than a couple steps, the muscles not attatched properly. He gave a cry as he fell forward, catching himself on his tentacles. s**t and hell!
He spotted the intercom, panting heavily as he crawled forward towards it. He needed help! How did the blasted thing work? Using his tentacles, he managed to pull himself up to the intercom, poking the buttons with the tender tips, hoping to get Antony.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:29 pm
It didn't take much longer for Antony to get there, but there would be an apparent difference for the waiting Billy. Her bag straps were tightened so it could hang around her waist while she crutched, held up by her rear end. A sharp knock signaled her arrival.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:32 pm
"S'no'... Sn'no' locked," He called from the other side of the door. He had fallen to the floor by the intercom, his body too sore for him to attempt the crawl back to his bed. His front was still caked with dried ink, the rest of his room a mess from the whole affair.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:44 pm
Antony nodded to herself and pushed the door open, pulling her attention to crutching into the duplex first, eyes coming across Billy on the floor as an expression of pure shock came over her features. "Oh my god..." She gasped softly, leaning on her crutches for support.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:56 pm
His grown tentacles twitched, and he didn't seem to care that he was naked, tangled in his own long limbs, his chest heaving, "Everyt'in'... hurts... me legs.. .me legs..." They seemed all in one piece, human shaped, but there was something odd about them that betrayed the internal changes. "Me... me hands..." the stubby tentacle-ends of his arms wriggled as he tried to show her.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 7:00 pm
She swallowed back the urge to throw up at the smell of the room, and instead balanced on one foot as she set her crutches to lean against the wall. The bag was pulled off, deposited in a non-inky area of the room before returning her attention to him. "How are we going to get you up and cleaned up?"
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 7:03 pm
"I don' know... I don'... ********... FECKIN' BLOODY... Hell... I'm... turnin' into an octopus!" He cried, obviously still in shock from the whole ordeal. His tentacles twitched, trying to move, but still sore.
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