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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 5:23 pm
Quote: "The magic involved with keeping the Veil in Janhall down can, occasionally, unleash certain powers upon the town...
...These strange happenings only last for a maximum of 24 hours, so there's never any need for panic. The only thing the people can do is live through the day as best they can." -Mark Hallum, Mayor of Janhall One morning, when the light of dawn rolls across Janhall, people will awaken to realize that they are now members of the opposite gender.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 8:41 pm
"Why do I have boobs?!" Noah screamed as he looked at himself in the mirror of his room. He looked so different. He had transformed into a girl. It was disorienting. The very idea. Immediately, the boy checked underneath his boxers, which hung from his curving hips, and saw that he had also switch "gears" The "girl" went flush as she stood practically naked in the room completely confused. Noah went his or her bed and made a cocoon out the blankets. "This isn't happening. This is some kind of bad dream." After a while, the ex-gangmember had to accept reality. Plus, fondling a decent set of knockers wasn't disappointing.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2015 2:19 am
Cherry-x-Sorbet I take it this is a separate event, where characters can interact without going through the plot...? Actually would be amusing if nothing had happened XD not to be OP, just...noticeably strange s: lol Well, that is certainly different... a low, but quite clearly female, voice murmured. 'He' had woken up to the shrieks and laughter of voices from tiny bodies, and the light of many pixies flashing around everywhere whooping. Not an unusual occurrence, really. Quite normal. Waking up as a member of the fair sex, however...wasn't. Raising an eyebrow at the topless form looking out at Clarence...Clara, now, apparently...in the mirror, a slight flush covered the now-female's cheeks. Well, then...
Striding to get a top, wondering if it was worth getting a bra, 'Clara' shrugged. Then thought of something, bright foresty-emerald eyes widening. A moment, and grabbing something... She relaxed, smiling in relief at the small orb of energy hovering before her. Good, her magic was intact. Looking thoughtful, she squinted at the light just now starting to come through the window, naturally an early waker, generally right before dawn. Hmm... A grin crossed her face. This could be fun...
Showering and dressing for the day, doing work down in the basement, Clarence-now-Clara took time to organize it a bit more. It still wasn't QUITE up to order like from her usual workshop, however... A few passes of magic, subtler and lower-key requiring more focus than her normal skills, and a Portal was linked with the resonating crystal linked to the one in her hand. Faint from all the traces of magic, but she'd reached it. Moving a few items and tools, ingredients and materials to start the basics at least, Clara nodded at her time's work. Hands on slender hips, Clara looked at herself in amusement. Strong magic, to not have really woken her up with the pains transformation could have caused...subtle, too. In a way, it scared her, but... Wouldn't be the first time I've come across something unexpected Clara murmured in her low, melodiously soothing voice. At least the shop wasn't up yet, to where arbitrarily taking the day off might have been a problem.
Heading back upstairs, in loose clothing that actually stayed about the right size despite the gender-change, a backpack was added to the usual document tube, a constant for the young...woman. Heading outside, thinking for a moment, Clara head over to Nevarre's place. It seemed quiet, but by this time...around 8, or 9-ish in the morning...the inhabitants were usually up. At least one of them was. Knocking gently on the door, Clara seemed totally at ease despite the changed appearance, gender, plumbing, hair voice and all. Her scars were all there, coloring the same...it was more amusing than anything else. Although she WOULD want to ask about it, as well as checking to see if they wanted any groceries while a run was being made anyways. Good morning she'd greet anyone at the door, even if the testosterone boost to the other inhabitant of the house was only likely to raise the aggression level even further.
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2015 8:58 am
"Noah it's okay." A blonde haired man said as he walked into the room. It was clear that this person was half asleep and trying to give some moral support to Noah. The man walked across the room and sat on the bed rubbing Noah's back. "It's only for a little while." He continued.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2015 3:17 pm
Goddesses don't just turn into Gods overnight.
Unless your stuck in this stupid town, that is.
When Lily woke up that day, she wasn't sure if she had been cursed or if she were actually in a nightmare. Her beautiful, sweet, and perfect body was gone, replaced by some gorgeous, tall...lean...man. Well okay, maybe this wasn't so bad. S/he was actually rather...attractive. And this form still held a sense of innocence, the very same aura that never failed to hide who s/he truly was. Lily could still do some serious damage like this. With an unexpected smile on her face, he left the stolen home in Eshm Alari, searching for chaos.
Unlike most people in Janhall, Lucianna had been prepared for this day. She had heard several stories about the weird things that could happen in the city, including the day she would wake up as a man. Thankfully, she had long ago gone on a shopping spree the second she was told such and had managed to stock up on plenty of male clothing. But getting dressed could wait. "Elendil. Elendil, wake up." S/he said, shaking the...woman? At her side. This was so strange. Giving up after a couple minutes, he leaned down to the now-elvish-princess where he attempted to whisper in her ear. "Elendil~ Baby, get up!"
As unusual and odd as it was to be a woman, Navarre wouldn't be deterred from his regular daily life. He managed to get dressed, glad to notice that he was still the same height as he had been yesterday. Once that was done, he went straight to the kitchen. A good breakfast was the only way to get through any day, including this one. With a stack of pancakes ready, s/he was just sitting down to eat when s/he heard a knock. Raising a brow, Navarre stood, not at all irritated but genuinely curious as to who would come for a visit on a day like this. Typically, he would have thought that people would stay huddled at home.
Opening the door, s/he glanced glanced at the visitor, having no clue who the woman was in front of him...at least initially. But after just a few seconds, s/he recognized the air of absolute patience surrounding them. "Clarence!" s/he said happily, stepping aside to allow 'Clare' inside. "Would you like some pancakes?" asked Navarre, motioning to a second stack still sitting on the kitchen counter. S/he usually made a second helping of breakfast for Krishi'in, but she rarely even attempted his cooking...on a day like today, Navarre was certain that if she left her room after suddenly becoming a 'he,' there would be greater things to be yelled at for.
{ooc: @Star: Everything that happens here is technically canon, but it's up to each role-player's digression to decide where it fits into their character's timelines. Basically, it's a let loose side adventure~}☢ | ❃ | ♘
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2015 3:35 pm
Elendil stirred a little with the first request, but even he liked his sleep. When the second request came the now princess rose. His/her chest felt different and the first then he did was go for it only to find to orbs there. "Huh?" He looked down to see what he was grabbing. "Please tell me this is temporary." He commented to his lover as he got up. As a woman, Elendil looked better than his girlfriend. He knew who Lucy was since he knew her mannerisms.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2015 4:06 pm
Grinning as Elendil finally opened her eyes, Lucy was quick to assure the elf. "It's only for a day." he said, making no effort to hide his gaze as he inspected Elendil's body. Surprisingly, he felt a pang of jealousy. It seemed that his boyfriend..err, girlfriend's otherworldly beauty had transferred well into this body. "You look amazing." he said from his spot on the bed, arms crossed behind his head. He knew he likely looked great as well. Lucy was a siren after all, and he had all the confidence of a Solindo.
"Do you think you'll fit in my clothes?" he asked after a moment of consideration. They were close in height, and had slender body types. And considering just how vast his closet was, he was sure they'd be able to find something for Elendil to wear. Not that he was in any rush to dress; there was plenty of time in the day, and Lucy wasn't in any rush.
{ooc: n/a}❃
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2015 4:13 pm
angelmage99 Elendil nodded a bit. She wasn't 100% that she would fit his clothes. "I'm sure you'll have a dress that fits me at least." She agree before walking over to her boyfriend and giving him kiss. "You look handsome." The princess flirted with Lucy.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2015 6:22 pm
Cherry-x-Sorbet Ah, okay. Makes sense ^^ Hehehehehhh Krishi'in >X3 *smirks* I think this will be a couple of weeks after Clarence's move, if you're okay with that? The patience would explain the lack of surprised reaction, kind of thing, and by now Nevarre probably has heard about some of the things that Clarence has come across in his travels...but I don't want Nevarre to know that Clarence is a Magus, yet. That work for you? Like two, three weeks after Clarence has moved in? Smiling calmly, forest-emerald eyes amused at the woman standing puzzled over her, Clara just waited patiently. And chuckled as the female Nevarre finally recognized her. Certainly, I would be glad to accompany you for breakfast 'Clara' answered, entering the house. Still tall, the added curves couldn't detract from Clara's athletic appearance in a simple balance of activity and beauty. Still sort of plain, but with the hair change and the softer features, Clarence's subtler attraction in his eyes and expressions came through clearer as a female.
Sitting down, not even bothering to remove the backpack, Clara rested her elbows on the table, fingers laced together and chin resting on the top of her hands in a common pose she had. Watching Nevarre, letting the Elf move as he-now-she chose. Wasn't Clara's kitchen, and while she knew she tended to 'take over' a bit, Clara wanted to make sure Nevarre felt comfortable in his...well, her, now...home. Just a few would be fine. I wouldn't want to steal any from your ward's fair share the low, female voice said, an amused expression crossing the fuller lips, subtly-larger eyes wide in innocence but glinting with mischief. There was a quiet squeal, the green eyes immediately flashing to her pack as an eyebrow raised, the pack shifting around. Sighing quietly, an arm bent around and a quiet murmur came from the woman as she tapped it. The rustling stopped, and Clara snorted. Pixies... she commented, tone dry. Rascals. Another pancake for me, please, but without anything on it was requested.
When given her food, Clara calmly started tearing the plain pancake into pieces, looking amused...slightly exasperated...as she took her backpack off and put it into her lap. There was a...husky...sound of outrage, almost a roar, and Clara didn't even look up. Although her attention was more on her surroundings, the woman calmly kept tearing the pancake, putting the pieces off to the side as a slender male burst into the kitchen. Impeccably dressed, as always. Clara approved of neat dressing, but Nevarre's ward was...not quite flashy, but seemed to enjoy showing off more than Clara thought was necessary. Couldn't argue, that how Krishi'in changed, suited the young...man. And as flat as he'd been as a she, the clothes didn't seem to need changing. Fortuitous.Waking up, the figure resting in the bed sat up. And frowned. Something was off... Shrugging, they moved out of bed, wincing at a slight unexpected soreness. What... was said, the person stiffening. ...the?!? Silver and blue looked down. Up at the ceiling, and then down again. The change got processed...GAAAUGHHH!!! A deeper sound, voice rough, was practically screamed. More rage than surprise, although there was a fair bit of the latter. Something got slammed, clothes hurried...but smoothly...changed into. A low growling was heard, the door slamming open. What in all the Nether realms happened?! Krishi'in snarled, hands clenched and eyes blazing with fury as HE stalked out. And paused, seeing their neighbor with the alluring aura of power...but who never showed any magic aside from whatever-the-hells brought the freaking PIXIES around...at the table calmly eating. Deflating slightly, Krishi'in glared at Nevarre, blinking. For once, the Elf's ward was silent, words failing her. Him. But that didn't last for long, even though the slightest blush appeared along the pale, fine cheekbones. However, the anger was still making silver and blue burn, so the embarrassment could be attributed as the anger, instead. Hopefully. WHAT, is going on, here... Krishi'in demanded to know in a dark, deep rumbling growl, hands still clenched and tail lashing, but standing straight and proud, snarl still curling the fine features but at least Krishi'in didn't seem QUITE as ready to kill someone... Not quite.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 8:48 pm
Accepting the kiss, Lucianna could help but smile at the compliment. "Of course I do." he said, flashing a boyish grin before pulling Elendil closer. He really had appreciated her words, and he figured there were a few ways to express such. Besides, what was the point in leaving the bed when he could try a few things out first?
It was kind of Clarence to consider Krishi'in when she was offered food, but Navarre did have high doubts about her, or rather him, wanting anything to eat once 'he' was awake. Still, she kept from insisting that his guest 'eat up,' and complied with the request of having only some of the pancakes...just in case Krishi'in did desire food. As she moved the chosen cakes onto new plates for Clarence, Navarre heard a small squeal, low in volume, but high pitched enough for her to pick up the sound clearly. Raising a brow, she turned slightly towards her guest, curious as to what was needed. Of course, it was a pixie's own demand, and she wondered if they truly were comfortable inside the pack. Clearly, they were, and Navarre found it rather interesting how much they liked this man...er woman.
Sliding two plates toward the woman, Navarre took a seat across from her. Clearly, the pixies had no need for more sugar, that had been confirmed when Clarence asked for their pancake to be served plain, but she still kept the bottle of syrup close, in case Clarence herself wanted some. "Have they been staying with you for long?" Asked Navarre, her voice still smooth, nearly the same pitch as it had been when she was a man. Clarence had mentioned how much she moved around, always for work purposes, but Navarre was curious as to how much time she had spent with the pixies. They clearly like the woman, and even respected her, if the silence that followed her tap on the pack was any indication.
Navarre nearly jumped out of her seat when she heard a roar; she had been expecting that very reaction, yet she had been so distracted with her talking that she had been caught off guard. Narrowing her eyes, she spun in her seat as Krishi'in made his entrance, anger and outrage clear in his tone. "It's for one day, Krishi'in. Nobody can control how the magical flares affect the city..." She paused for a moment, seriously considering if she should even venture to ask what was on her mind. Still, her own patience with the matter won out, and she was concerned that Krishi'in didn't keep a balanced enough diet in the first place; if he skipped breakfast, what sort of warden would Navarre really be? "Would you like some pancakes?"
{ooc: @Star: Sounds good to me c: }❃ | ♘
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 8:58 pm
Elendil smiled. "Well since I'm a girl, I guess I would need a girls name." She commented before thinking about what she would use as her name. "Elenwin." She commented to her lover then turned to him. "Lucas." She responded giving him a name as well to fit his new body.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 10:06 pm
Lucy couldn't help laugh a little at the suggestion, but she did agree that it made sense. Nodding, he accepted Elendil's alter ego, Elewin, and nearly laughed again as he was given the name Lucas. It was a nice name though, and he would enjoy hearing Elewin say it. Sitting up slightly, Lucas drew Elewin onto his lap, closing the distance between them with a deep kiss. He used one hand to explore her back, eventually coming to rest on her rear, while the the other held her head gently in place. He continued to kiss her for a long while, clearly in no rush as he adjusted to how everything worked. It all seemed pretty straightforward, and he was surprised by how quickly he could get so worked up. He continued on that way for awhile, eventually twisting so that he Elewin was beneath him. By that point, he knew he was moving much faster than she was, but he took a moment to consider his next action. The solution was to focus on her for awhile, something he knew he could do very well.
{ooc: n/a }❃
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 10:21 pm
Elewin noticed her lover's actions. He wanted to explore her body. When her back hit the mattress she knew what was coming. She smiled and giggled. "Sure you know how to use that." She teased him. The woman pulled her lover down. "I know all your tender spots now." She whispered before she started to kiss his chest.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 11:16 pm
At least a year...phenomenal, for a pixie was answered in amusement, voice quiet and low. Shrugging, Clara added a bit of syrup to her pancakes, staying calm even when Krishi'in had burst in. She just worked quietly on her pancakes, free hand resting against the backpack on her lapDo you SWEAR it's temporary... Krishi'in growled, glaring at the stack of pancakes. It wasn't very healthy, but... She...HE, nethergods damn it...needed to eat. However, the surly teenager wouldn't let himself be distracted. Eyes narrowed at Navarre, the tail sloooowly stopped the angry lashing, giving the dark male the sense of stalking patience. Waiting...and glaring. Fine was finally snarled, the teenager sulkily taking some of the pancakes. He doctored them up, and pre-cut everything. Sitting down away from the women, Krishi'in kept his head down, dark bangs covering his stormy gaze as he silently...and quickly...ate.
Taking the plate to the sink when finished, Krishi'in gave the woman a glare, narrowing eyes at the backpack. For a second, it sounded like there had been a giggle... Making a noise of disgust, Krishi'in glared at Nevarre.I'm heading out to town he grumphed, turning on his heel and leaving the house in a foul mood.Well...that was...interesting Clara stated quietly, voice calm. She shrugged, opening the pack and watching as three pixies zipped out and around, going for her plate. Absent-mindedly shooing them away from her own sugared food, Clara pushed the pieces of pancake on their own plate a bit away. The pixies would grab a piece and zip off and away from each other to eat it in piece, bickering in their high-pitched and high-energy way. Shaking her head and letting them bicker as long as they didn't interrupt the two women at the table, Clara finished her food. Thank you for that. Now, to the actual reason I had come over was chuckled out as Clara stood up from the table and rinsed off her dishes, rinsing the plate and silverware that Krishi'in had left as well. I was planning on picking up some groceries today, and was going to ask if you guys needed or wanted anything while I was in town Clara explained, sounding amused and flashing a grin towards Nevarre. How feminine it sounded, to talk about groceries. Clara snorted. No wonder she'd been accused of being 'gay' while a male, how casual it was to get things and to shop. Came with age, Clara supposed. Something else she hadn't really shared, even though the woman was starting to think of Nevarre as a friend.
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