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 Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 11:15 pm
Newt's pulse was racing, pounding in his ears and in his throat. It didn't take much to upset the already high-strung handyman, but he had never seen a transformation first hand befor. It was very different *seeing* it than feeling it or catching glimpses of snapshots left on countertops or when he had had to windex the monitors in the watchroom. His stomach convulsed, and he twisted to turn over and very politely empty out the exoskeletons from his lunch onto the floor behind a table. "I... I... I'm s-sorry..." He weazed, "I... I'm... I'm s-sorry I...ahh..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 3:21 pm
Everything hurt. His hands felt like they weighed about twenty pounds (for all he knew, they did) and his head made him feel for every watermelon ever smashed by that b*****d, Gallagher. He didn't even want to think about his lower body. He wasn't sure, but he thought his body just shut off everything from the waist down until it could recouperate from the massive amount of pain being thrown his way.
It hurt too much to move his head, so he was stuck staring at Newt blow bug chunks all over the floor. He wondered why on Earth the guy was apologizing for Tommy's change...but that thought soon fell to the backburner as he began to wonder why he started puking in the first place. Oh ******** God...is it that bad? Do I look that horrible? The goddamn frog is blowing his lunch of bugs because of how I look!? This can't be happening...I've...I've gotta get to a mirror...or something.
"Tha..at....buh...bad....?" He asks slowly, trying to form his words carefully between the large teeth now occupying a good portion of his mouth.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 5:46 pm
Newt coughed, spitting out antennae as he weased in an attempt to catch his breath, "Ah... ah n-nn-nn-n-nuh-nuh-no! N-no! N-nuh-nuh-nuh-not at all!" The frog man was a terrible lier, his voice high and cracked and wavering.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 5:55 pm
Tommy just blinks a few times, "...huh..." he grunts. Damnit what the hell is this? he thinks to himself as he senses yet again the blood pumping through Newt. He shakes his head to try and stop it, but of course it does no good. The batman has no idea what to say to this man now. All in all it was kind of rude. Here was this guy just happily eating at the chow hall when I come in and start all this changing nonesense. Should've been smart enough to realize what was happening and just stayed in my duplex. Now I think I may give him a heart attack. It's amazing what the mind will resort to in order to not think about the problems staring him in the face.
"So...Sorry..." he says, testing out how the words felt, "Sorry buh 'out this...didn' mean'ta ruin yer meal." Tommy continues to look at Newt, if only so his gaze won't drift down to his hands.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 6:42 pm
Newt straigtened, a look of even more horror crossing his trembling features. He was no better than that rude woman, Maryke! He was no better than any of those insensitive people who had made him feel embarassed about what his serum had done to him! "N-nn-nuh-nn-NO! N-no it's... it's alright... it's... it's n-nuh-not..." He floundered.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 6:49 pm
Tommy closes his eyes and moves his head around experimentally. He winces some, still aching. He tries to move his legs...no dice...his hands...the fingers twitch a little bit, the small claws leaving scratch marks on the floor. He looks back to Newt and can't help but grin (at least, he tries to). What can I say? The frog's a nice guy.
"Jus...teh...Just...ugh...It's just...this was...so much worse...then last time..." he smiles again, "thanks fer...no..t...not runnin' off," he says softly, seeming to get the hang of mouth.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 6:58 pm
Newt's mouth trembled into a nervious, twitchy grin, but he still kept at least a chair between them. "Wh-when... wh-when my... my eyes ah... " He gesutred with a webbed hand to the enormous bulge of them, "It... it... it wuh-was ter-ter-terrible." At least they could relate?
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 7:05 pm
Tommy looks over Newt for a moment. Dear God, yeah I bet that would suck...probably hurt worse than anything I've felt yet...and look at his posture...wonder how I'll be standing by the time everything's said and done...Christ my hips feel weird. He shudders some at the imagined feeling of his eyes expanding.
"Yeah...well 'least you sti...still got yer good looks," he says with a grin.
He looks down and sees his left boot twitch a bit. "...huh..." is all he says before he begins to feel what many call 'pins and needles' throughout his entire lower body.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 7:09 pm
Newt's throat expanded nerviously both in embarassment and in alarm as Tommy twitched. "Ah- ah... are... y-you.... ah.... alright?" He peered around the chair, eyes trembling. It was a stupid question, all things concidered, but a better one hadn't occured to him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 7:14 pm
Alright...pins and needles my a**...this s**t is starting to hurt. Tommy grimaces, which does nothing to improve his visage, as the pain intensifies from his lower half 'waking up.' "...Sh...it...yeah...I'm...I'm fine I think. I got pins'n'needles everywhere." He nods toward Newt. "That's a neat trick," he says, trying to keep his mind off of his own recent changes.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 7:16 pm
His throat jumped again as he flinched back, "Ah... er... wuh-what t-trick?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 7:19 pm
"Think you should...switch...'ta decaf," he says with a chuckle. Tommy then lifts his hand weakly for the first time and points a thumb at his own throat, "The...uh...the throat thing. It's neat," he says with a grin. The pins and needles have started to fade but he's determined to keep his mind firmly somewhere else until everything stops hurting.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 7:24 pm
"Oh, th-that," Newt's head dipped down in self concious fashion, "It's em-embarassing..." He didn't seem to mind talking about things other than the horrific display he had just witnessed. His voice politely wavering in an attempt to keep it as calm as the ex-janitor seemed capable of.
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 7:28 pm
"You kid..." he shakes his head and opens and closes his mouth a few times, "You kidding? It's badass." He chuckles a bit and pauses a moment when he doesn't feel something he's gotten quite used to over the past few weeks. My...my ribs don't hurt...did that injection heal them?
He shakes his head and takes stock of his current mobility. Legs...still hurt, but I think I can move them on my own...hands...don't wanna think about 'em...face...still feels like I crushed my nose. *sigh*
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 7:51 pm
"Buh-buh-b-badass?" The term sounded strange coming from newt's mouth, "I... I... d-don't..." He faultered as he saw the.... man... try to regather himself, and his throat errupted at full throttle in a loud, nervious "krrrKIT!" He cleared his throat, though, trying not to be rude as he turned to look the other way, "Ah... I d-don't, um..." Unfortunatly, he had lost his train of thought.
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