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 Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 10:55 am
"Fer now, I s'pose. But has anyone... y'know... *stopped* changin' yet? Where does it end?"
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:02 am
"I unno.... Ambrose says that Aubrey says that we're SUSPOSED to have our human minds in the end. At least thats what they theorize." He fiddled more with the machine. "You know, she says that we' should be able to think and have thumbs and all that. But some people are getting pretty bad. THis one guy AMbrose met is turning into a wolf or something and he can barely walk upright anymore."
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:06 am
"Aye, y'mean Pyroth," Billy grunted, "Thumbs me slimy blue arse. I t'ink I'd be a lot more pleasent abou' this whole business if I coul' ha' a'least kept me hands! Now how does this damn bloody t'ing work anyways?" He growled as once again he tried to lift the weights, but his legs were weak and useless.
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:10 am
"Here, I'll spot you..." Vasile gently gided his legs onto the plate. "Now try to push out, if you can." He kept his hands on him, where his knees would be. "Gently, slowly...."
Vasile looked back over the man. "Can you at least... manipulate and stuff? You know my friend Cass lost her legs completely. For a while, she had to use a wheelchair. We went and talked to Aubrey and Aubrey said that she would eventually loose them completely and she'd have to learnt o slither... and she was right. She doesn't have to use the wheelchaor or prostetics anymore. But its still rather disconcerting.."
Vasile frowned. "But she lost her nipples... guess snakes don't have nippes. But she gets around well..and has her hands and all..." Vasile seemed to realize he was rambling and went back to focusing on helping Billy push the weights.
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:15 am
"Aye, I kin' move 'em jes' fine," Billy grunted, tentacles wriggling about between his legs and Vasille's arms at the strain of them. Finally, they settled to push combined with his legs, and he was able to at least get a bit of movement from the machine, "They're jes' bloody weak as hell! I kinnae' stand fer more'n a moment wit'ou' somethin' t'lean on. An' I'd thank ye no' t'bring up tha' woman anymore, alrigh'?" He snapped the end, clearly frustrated about more than his physical handicaps.
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:17 am
Vasile blinked. "Eh? Woman? Cass?" He suddenly puffed his chest and looked defensive. "Why the hell not? What's your beef with my Cassi!"
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:21 am
"I mean tha' bloody Aubrey, y'a**!"
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:23 am
Vasile's ears perked from their position - flat on his head. "Oh."
He shifted. "Why? You have a problem with---- oh.. OH. OH MY GOD SHE TOOK YOUR BALL!" Almost in a twisted mirror of Billy's enthusiam about his death scene, Vasile looked excited and pointed, his eyes going wide. "That was you!"
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:44 am
At that, Billy's face paled untill it was such a light blue, it was nearly white, gradating down his neck towards his chest and limbs to resume their natural darkerlavender-blueish color. He flinched, scrambling to leap away from the man and off of the machine, but his many limbs either got caught in their flailing, or couldn't support him, sending him crashing to the floor on the opposite side. Once recovered, he gave a nervious sniff, his eyes wide and bizaar teeth beared, "HOW DO Y'KNOW ABOO' THA'??" A line of black was dribbling down from the corner of his mouth to be soaked up in his goatee.
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:50 am
Vasile's eyes widened and he backed away, a bit startled by Billy's reaction. "I'm sorry!!" he stammered, putting up his hands in a placating manor. "That came off.... really bad...."
His ears dropped and he looked really sheepish. "It came up in a truth or dare game methinks... a bit back..."
Then it hit him, and he tried to look, one ear perking up. "So...its true?"
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 11:57 am
As Billy grabbed a crutch that had fallen nearby and tried to heft himself up, a tightly-tied plastic bag of something white dropped from the folds of his tentacles to land beside the machine. His eyes remained locked on the fox-man as his various limbs curled and uncurled slowly, "Who told?"
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 12:03 pm
Vasile's eyebrows arched dramatically at the bag, having been in Hollywood long enough to have a good idea what that was. "Huh?" He was distracted for a second, then dragged his eyes back up. "Antony did."
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 12:09 pm
Billy's eyes flickered when Vasille's did, and the red suddenly spread again as a tentacle snatched it up and shoved it away under his front webbing again safe and sound. He paused when he heard the familiar name, "Antony?? How many did she tell??"
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 12:11 pm
"I don't know if I want to tell you. I think I just got myself in enough trouble.."
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 12:15 pm
"Tha' God-damned feckin' b***h!" He snarled, leaning on one crutch to grab the other befor he paced away towards the other side of the room and back, as though needing to clear his head. Great. Excellent. Like he needed more public humiliation.
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