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 Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 2:31 pm
((19 inches in less than 24 hours; time for her to notice))
Leaning up, the ebony woman suddenly felt a tingle, then a sense of weightlessness. As the shelf began to fall back, she could grab the box, only to reveal everything else come down atop of her.
"Augh..." she moaned as she pulled herself out of the wreck, revealing her clothes were ripped. Giving a frump, she went to the clothing department again, only to notice everything was now too small. Quite a bit too. She stared at her nude self in the mirror, unsure what to make of it. She had to begin to look down to see her reflection. She was toned... a nice busom... So many things that wasn't natural. Her memories were numbers, letters, and the occasional simulation. Of course, the simulations about love and romance came flooding back, but was that how they did it here? in the real world?
Her memories of reality barely existed. The movies she watched while in the network still clung to her. She continued to dream, as she tried to squeeze her now 6'9" bodice into the largest thing available, which turned out to be a diver's suit and track pants. Her magnificent busom barely fit into a tube top.
She walked back to her partner, a bit ashamed.
"I don't... remember you being... well... so small..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 2:36 pm
Having returned to the break room, the man hadn't noticed the transformation. Turning around, he almost shouted at what he saw.
"Woah, you're huge!" he exclaims, backing up a bit in shock. Realizing this is probably not the best way to greet someone, he adds, "Oh, err, sorry... You surprised me..."
Looking her over, he says, "You're definitely bigger. I used to be able to carry you, but now I think you could probably carry me!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 2:46 pm
"Maybe you just didn't realize how tall I was," the ebony woman rebutted. She seemed almost embarassed in this situation. "Though is skin like this natural? Is my height bothering you? I could sit down."
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Ahzi Dahaka generated a random number between
1 and 12 ...
5!
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 2:53 pm
"It's a little intimidating, I guess..." is what he wanted to say, but he didn't really have the nerve to admit it.
On the other hand, he knew he really had to be honest with the first question. "Well, honestly, I don't think it is... Not from my pre-encapsulation memories, anyway. I think they did a lot more work on you than they did me, to be honest..."
((Shrinkage time. Hopefully not too much razz ))
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 5:09 pm
((you're really making this hard on the clothing. >.>))
The ebony woman gave a sigh, which seemed to be more relaxing than she once thought. The clothes, strained at first, began to loosen and wither. Burying her face in her legs, she asked the detrimental question.
"I wonder how long we can evade them."
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 6:06 pm
((lol Well, that's bound to happen in a GTS RP, isn't it? razz I'll lay off for a good, long while if you'd prefer))
"I don't know... They're probably searching the area. We'll need a way to move quickly, I suppose," he says sighing. "They'll find us here sooner or later, that's for sure."
Stretching out a bit, he says, "By the way, I don't think we ever did exchange names. I'm Peter... As far as I can remember, anyway. It's been a long time I've been called by that."
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 6:35 pm
((Busting out is one thing, but up down up down up down... i'm going to get vertigo keeping track of meh height.))
"Peter, huh," the woman responded. She felt the back of her neck, registering his name and trying to understand a good way to explain her side of the story.
"I don't recall my name. Much of what I know is just coming to me... in the system I did take a kinship to L01th, mister Peter."
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 6:42 pm
((...Yeah, true lol Just figured, you know, since they don't have the hang of it yet--but yeah, I'll cut down on that lol))
"Haha, don't call me 'mister'... That feels weird," he says, still used to having been addressed as if he were a kid. "Your name though... We need a new name for you, I think."
He starts to mull over names, speaking them as he goes along. "L01th... Loith... Loeth... Lois? Nah..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 7:45 pm
"Fine, Master Peter." L01th responded, standing up. "Come up with a plan so we're not wandering around aimlessly. I don't think you stand out that much, but i'll be hard to hide in this heat and with my looks..."
She gave a sigh.
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 7:52 pm
Peter sighs... Being called "Master" was even more awkward to him, but he decided not to worry about it for now.
"You do have a point, though... Yeah, we'd have to keep you covered up well to try to pass you off, and it is too hot... Our best bet is to find a vehicle to use," he says, thinking. Looking out the window, he doesn't see any cars in the parking lot, naturally.
"We're going to have to go by foot a ways to find a car of some kind. Before we go, we should make sure we have everything we need or want from here."
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 12:11 am
"Which is?" The ebony woman asked. "Personally, I'd like some clothes that don't rip in one stretch, but I'll just have to make do with whatever."
She crossed her arms over, standing up. Simulations were never like this. Looking down at the man, she wrapped her arms around him and pressed herself into his back.
"I want to become stronger, strong enough to protect you from everything. And one day, i'll take on them all and make them pay for what they've done to us. I have to rely on you for now though."
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 11:30 am
"Don't worry... We'll get out of this together," Peter says, looking up at his companion's ebon face. "I'll make sure to do my part now, until you get that strength!"
He really felt a bond with this woman, though he couldn't quite place its nature. All he knew was that she made him feel safe, and certain that everything would be fine... Though somehow, it was deeper than that, too. It was as if he were complete with her there by his side, as if she were as much a part of him as his own body.
To stay there, in that simple embrace, was something he wanted to do, but he knew there was work to do. Breaking away, he looks around and finds hiking gear. He proceeds to put on a pair of hiking boots and grabs a large backpack, stuffing it with various survival necessities: non-perishable foodstuffs, bottled water, fire-starting kit, first-aid supplies... The list went on.
Packing as much as he could inside it, he tries to heft the bulging pack onto his back, and finds himself almost tilting backwawrds. Leaning forwards, he regains his center of gravity, and smiles nervously. "It's a bit heavy, but I think I'll manage."
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 12:36 pm
"Give some of that here," the woman said, pulling on the backpack. "You look so tiny under all that stuff. It's like your entire house is on your back. At least it'll look more natural on me."
In reality, she felt more obliged to make sure she took care of him. Even though she hadn't noticed the height changes, her instincts were to take care of him. Especially when she was at her 6'9" stature, she felt a certain tug, now that she looked back upon it. It was as if her purpose was revealed to her.
"You lead the way, i'll haul the gear."
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 3:09 pm
"Heh, alright... I guess that'll work," Peter says, looking cautiously out the window of the back emergency exit. It must've been a holiday or something, as empty as the streets were--none of the businesses were open, it seemed. Still, every once in a while a car passed by, so they had to be careful regardless.
Seeing no one in sight for a minute, he pipes up, saying, "Alright, I think the coast is clear. Let's move along the back of the buildings and see if we can't find a truck or something."
Taking out a screwdriver he'd found earlier, he opens the panel on the door alarm and takes out the battery, effectively disabling it. He then slowly opens the door, takes a peek in each direction, and steps outside.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2009 2:22 pm
She felt the urge to give peter another hug, but disavowed it as she stepped out and followed the backalleys through town. Garbage and dew puddles still sat on the morning air, as the faint sounds of vehicles driving around could be heard. While most people might have welcomed this, the only vehicles were the ones which were searching for those two.
Through these abysmal locales they traveled, noting several cars but always parked in the most conveniently watched areas. Giving a sigh, L01th felt more and more helpless each time.
"There," she said, pointing at a hovercar dealership. "That'll work. If we don't get caught driving away.
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