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 Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 2:44 pm
┋Țαкε α βιтε ♥ ┋
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oh no no no...
The side effects either make you change your gender or make you swap your body with somebody that might be your enemy,lover,friend Heck!Anybody You know..So how do the nations deal with this Body contradiction..?Are they angry?Mad?Frustrated?Shocked? Or perhaps they are dying of joy?
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 2:47 pm
┋Profiles┋ Fill this bugger and sent it to me!Remember that you can choose either Gendersawp or Bodyswap..Not both! User ->
Characters -> [those that are participating]
W h a t h a p p e n s n e x t ?
Body Swap?
[state which character they plan to swap with]
Genderbent?
[please do tell~ ;3 Male -> Female or Female -> Male?]
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 3:02 pm
┋List┋ ┋Genderswap┋
S.Italy[Male->Female]
Adelbert[Male->Female]
Leon[Male->Female] ┋Bodyswap┋
Latvia <----> Russia
Beo<---->Theo
Chin-Wah<---->Saundra
Taiwan<--->England
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 7:44 am
 xxxxxxxxxxR O M A N Oxxxxxxx ♀
Ciao... Okay...
So I woke up this morning...
But something just isn't right.
My hair. My c-chest. M Y - V I T A L - R E G I O N S.
I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE EATEN ITALIAN FOOD! C H Exx D I A V O L O ?
You're going to pay for this China! Help. ♂ Suddenly it was becoming so difficult to sleep peacefully. Normally, when Alvaro went to sleep - he was out of it for a good number of hours and not even an earthquake could wake him from his siestas - yet, for some reason, sleeping on his front was beginning to prove itself more problematic than usual.
Romano sighed and turned to look at the clock. 8 am.
He could make up the time during his siesta later.
He blinked as long strands of hair slipped into his view, but his mind had not woken up for him to notice anything unusual, so he tucked the hair behind his ears and rose to get breakfast.
He decided not to get dressed yet and instead he wandered down the hallway, yawning and rubbing his eyes, till he met his father. Lovino stood there staring blankly at Alvaro for a few moments before quickly glancing away and shutting his eyes tight, blushing.
"E-erm... I... um.. I'm sorry! I didn't realise Alvaro brought a lady friend home!"
"What are you talking about Lovino?" Alvaro scowled and would have continued glaring at his father with great confusion if the sound of his own voice hadn't alarmed him. He must have a cold or something... Is it possible to unbreak your voice?!
Alvaro looked down...
Wait...
What?
T-that's not right...!
If it wasn't for the fact that he normally slept naked, he might have been able to delude himself just a little longer. HE HAD BOOBS!
Alvaro grabbed them to see if they were real, then let his hand run along the sides of his hips, peering at the delicate navel and-- and... Let's not go any further.
The Italian let out a girly scream and whimper before dashing back to his bedroom.
He stood before the mirror, trying to work out if this were real or not. What had he done to God to deserve this? Had he angered him or something?!
Alvaro couldn't think of anything unusual he might have done... Yesterday was pretty average... wait he did go to China's place the other day...
He'll work out what to do with... this predicament later. He supposed he'd have to live with it for now. It wasn't as if he made a bad female anyway.
He tried to get dressed into something more decent but realised all his clothes seemed to be several sizes too big for him. He found a plain white shirt and put it on, buttoning it carefully then rolled up the sleeves that fell past his fingertips. The shirt was baggy enough that if he bent down, you could see more than you should, but Alvaro couldn't help but find this amusing. He found some shorts - which thanks to his hips fitted well. Then he ran out of the house.
"M-maybe it's not just me that this happened to..?" He took out his phone - he needed to talk to someone! The first name on his dialed numbers was Leon - yet somehow he either imagined the Frenchman laughing at him or getting really horny if he told him the truth... No, who should he call first?
Right, of course, he'd start off with shouting at that Asian for doing this to him! Who else could it had been? He started to ring China.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 2:48 pm
Suddenly, Rammstein sounds very appealing...
Hey! German metal bands are ******** sexy!
You can never even hope to be as awesome as they are!
Only I can, of course!  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxADELBERT BEILLSCHMIDTxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNOT Prussia, NOT Adelaide,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxADELBERT
"Owww....urp!", red eyes widened, and a small figure dashed to the bathroom.
Cue throwing up sounds.
"Ohhhh gott...", the toilet flushed.
"Hey, you okay?", someone said from the doorway. Opening the door further, it was revealed to be Gilbert.
"Ugh....yes, Vater...", the girl spitting into the sink said.
"What the hell are you talking about?! I'm not your dad!", Gilbert exclaimed.
"What are you talking about? I'm Adelbert, your son...?", said the girl, turning on the faucet, and grabbing a toothbrush like she had done it a million times.
"...My son ain't a chick.".
"...what?".
And that was when something clicked. After Adelbert had eated China's food, he had gone out to a bar. For some reason, he didn't feel as in control as he usually did, and had drank more than he usually did. Then after that, it was a huge blur, and...
"How did I turn into a girl?! Dressed like this?!", Adelbert, who was now a girl, nearly shrieked.
Cue the arguing.
After several moments of yelling, arms being thrown up into the air, and animals running around in fear because of their masters yelling, they managed to recap the whole night.
...it hadn't been a very good recap. There was something about them getting drunk, attending some kind of late-night concert, and him taking 'her' home, and passing out before anything could happen. Thankfully.
"S-so you're sure nothing happened?", Adelbert asked again.
"...There's nothing in the trashcan...but I have to say, you make a pretty awesome girl.", Gilbert replied.
Adelbert cried a little.
O-oh shi-
Uhm...d-did I just say that?
Fu-I-I mean, that's troubling...
What the
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 2:08 pm
 L A T V I A
xxxxxxxxxxOr is it...xxxxxxxxxxR-R U S S I A?!¤xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx¤
How did this happen..?
China..!
How the hell did you do this..?
O-Oh god..!
P-Please turn me back to my body..!
I beg of you..!
¤xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx¤ Latvia grunted as sun shined through his window right into his eyes..He was still sleepy and wanted to sleep a bit more,besides that,his head also felt a bit weird and Last night was a blur..He rolled away from the sun and grunted into the pillow"Just a few minutes more..."He growled but his eyes went wide hearing his voice and he was instantly awake..How in the-?!That most definitely wasn't his voice!!Kārlis quickly lifted himself off the pillows but to his surprise he saw strands of long,blond hair trailing on the pillows that came from his head.."W-What the..?!"He squeaked and covered his mouth once again shocked by the feminine voice coming from him..Without a second though in mind he jumped out from his bed and ran into the bathroom...The Latvian reluctantly walked up to the mirror,he was afraid what he will see in the reflection and to his horror he saw something he hadn't expected...Kārlis screamed and the girly voice echoed against the tiles in the bathroom only making the fact even more evident that He wasn't in his body and that he looked like his Russian neighbor..
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"This is just a bad dream..This is just a bad dream..."He chanted walking back and forth in his bathroom glancing back at the reflection in the mirror time by time and regretting it more each time..Instead of his usual self he saw a Russian girl looking back at him from the reflection,with her violet orbs,yet an unusual troubled expression,which he had on right now due to the situation..Thank god the reflection wasn't going kolkolkol on his a**!
The Latvian pinched himself hoping to wake up but nothing happened..He whimpered not knowing what to do next"Oh why does stuff like this happen to me..?"This was a freaking nightmare!
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The Latvian was disturbed by his little Riga knocking on the bathroom door"Is everything all right dady?I herd somebody scream.."Now was the time to really panic because how would he explain this.There was just no way..!Yet the Latvian being the person he was decided to at least TRY..He opened the door and came out of the bathroom..Žanete shrieked when instead of seeing her daddy she saw the half naked Russian girl"Russia..!What are you doing here?!AND FOR GOD'S SAKE COVER UP..!"Latvia blushed furiously and grabbed the nearby button shirt because he usually slept with his pj pants but didn't wear a shirt at night so he had forgotten about it when this whole situation had arisen.."W-Wait..!Don't tell me you an-and Latvia..!Oh god no!" Latvia became even redder"N-No Ža-Žanete! i-it's not like that..!"But it didn't reach the little girls ears and before Kārlis could react the girl stumbled back wards and with a faded whimper fainted...Latvia growled at himself"Now that didn't go as planned..."He mumbled glancing at Žanete who was on the floor due to shock,unconscious,because of misinterpretation of things..
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Latvia walked back into the bathroom with some clothes in his hands..He had suddenly started to remember stuff about what happened last night and one thing he knew was that China's dishes had tasted kinda funny but on the other hand he wanted to mentally smack himself...Food does not make you swap bodies..!Or does it..? He had no idea anymore...
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No matter which shirt of his he put on,the boobs were just too big and were sticking out..Kārlis grunted..Those things were so big,it was as if someone had glued freaking pillows to his chest!How did girls stand them anyways?
In the end he gave up and putted on a white buttoned shirt which still had them sticking out quiet much but there wasn't any better option...The only thing that made things a bit better was the black striped vest he putted on,but still the cleavage was showing quiet a bit..Kārlis also put on black pants that went down to his knee and with that he was dressed.."I look..weird...I hope Russia won't be mad for dressing her body up like this..."And then it hit him...If he had her body the SHE had HIS body..!Latvia dashed out of the bathroom,Žanete was still on the floor and he just left her there...Perhaps she would forget about it and think of it as a nightmare or something..He hoped,oh how he hoped she would..!The boy in a the girls body ran past her and out of the Latvian apartment//
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 2:56 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxWho Is this?
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Latvia...? No..No..No..No..xxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxGuess Again... xxxxxxxxxxxRussia..?
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┋How peculiar~┋
This isn't how it's meant to be but... This could be so fun~
I'll play as Latvia - a fun little game.
┋No one will notice, da?┋
┗xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┛ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ☁ Russia stirred in her bed until the sound of Ivan's footsteps downstairs caused her to rouse finally. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. Suddenly her neck felt cold. Her long silvery blonde hair was no longer resting against her skin... Liliya ran her finger's through the hair - soft, short curls...?
The young Russian got out of her bed, put on her slippers and got up to stand before the mirror.
"Oh~ Uhu~ That's the last time I try Swedish vodka...~" She peered down at herself but her body matched her reflection, "Latvi~?"
Liliya accepted her fate within a matter of seconds - and with a dull smile she examined her new body... somehow she ended up with Latvia's body, simples.
Maybe it was because she had given up trying to determine the difference between reality and her dreamland - both seemed as crazy as eachother - or maybe it was because when you are with Alice so often, strange things like these begin to become a regular occurrence. Scotland and England were always surrounded by peculiar creatures - which Russia thought she might have caught a glimpse of - she was sure those creatures were real and not imaginary as others would suggest. Besides, they always cursed each other too. But this wasn't Alicia's doing was it~?
She noticed the boy's cheeks blush. He looked cute in lace underwear~
But she supposed Latvia wouldn't be all too happy if she walked around like this in his body so she found her military coat and placed it on top. Latvia quite suited the Russian uniform~ It was just meant to be, da?
She skipped downstairs where Ivan smiled at her. "Privet, Latvia~"
"Privet, papa~"
Liliya kissed her father's cheek as if there was nothing strange and left Ivan sitting inside - slightly bewildered.
"Does that mean Latvia's one with Russia now?" Ivan hummed, happy to be called 'papa' by what seemed to be Kārlis and not Liliya.
Liliya had skipped out of the room before she heard her father speaking and took out her phone. Perhaps her old body was at Latvia's?
"Latvi~ Latvi~ How weird~" She swayed, waiting for him to pick up.
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 3:28 pm
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Ah, sacre bleu, this can't be right...
... can it?
Zut... I don't know if I like this.
At least I still look good~
... M-my stubble...!
Might as well make the most of this...
Let's have some fun~
┖xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┚ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxℓéση . . . Ɂ ♂ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxit's ℓéα, baby ~ ♀ ► ► ► ▷ ▷ ► ► ►
It was customary for the Frenchman to sleep on his front, he wasn't sure why, but no matter what position he'd remember drifting off in, he would always wake on his front. This particular morning however, felt strange. As the sunlight draped onto his sheets and penetrated his eyelids fading into his dream and bringing him back to reality, he groaned throatily, scrunching his eyes tight, finding it difficult to breathe. He felt a massive pressure against his chest, as if he were lying on balloons. Breaths becoming more harrowed, he lifted himself off his front and flipped onto his back, catching back his breath.
In an attempt to get comfortable and satisfy his heavy eyelids, he rested an arm beneath his head, the other over his chest, only to find it surprisingly soft and-
Wait. Now that wasn't right.
Blinking his eyes open with a confused frown, he let his hand explore a little, feeling around - yes, definitely around - and decidedly confirming that yes, those were not his. He gulped, refusing to come to any rash conclusion just yet. Maybe this was just a stupid prank the others were playing on him. He'd heard of those weird strap-on breasts for new fathers, and Greece and Denmark had recently had their own, maybe they were just trying to be funny? Yes, that seemed like a perfectly good explanation.
... right?
Not trusting himself, Léon shot upright and swiveled off his bed, stumbling over to his full-length mirror. He was topless, but had bottoms on - bottoms that now seemed a tad too big for him. He gasped as he saw his new body. And then gasped again at how feminine that gasp was. Frantically, he twisted and turned in the mirror to try and find some sort strap, a hook, anything that could make this not real.
Zut... This can't be happening? Aha...
He began to stammer to himself, a sort of experiment, in a voice that wasn't his. "Zut alors-- Ah! Zut! Est-ce là ce que je ressemble? C'est impossible..." he spoke to his reflection, examining the slender body before him. Well... It wasn't all that bad... He looked hot. Damn, he looked hot. No wonder it was so hard sleeping on his front.
A thought that should have occurred to him earlier just hit him. Tentatively, he looked down his pajama bottoms. And yep, he had the whole package, it wasn't just his top. Quirking up an eyebrow, he heard himself giggle. This was actually rather amusing. Too amusing to be true, surely. How on Earth (literally) could this have happened? Did he suddenly just end up in some alternate universe? Had everyone else swapped genders too? Alvaro too, maybe? How cute~ Or just him? Or, of course, this could've all just been one heck of a dream. You know what they say about cheese before bed and all that.
Silently, he thanked the Heavens for his father being away at Uncle Arthur's place, otherwise, there'd be no hope for him- or rather, her escaping. Rummaging around in a draw, he found the tightest top he owned and slipped it on, in the hopes it'd be better-fitted than any of his other clothes. Flopping back down on the bed, he pulled out his phone and stared at the first name.
"I wonder...~" he mused aloud, just to hear his own voice, before dialing the number to South Italy.
*bit beep beep*
Busy? Ohhh, you're joking, right? 
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 4:47 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxA-TSAIxxxxxxxxxxxxmALICious takEover Version.
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"Ha.", a loud crash of thick glass shattering on the ground sounded.
"Little bugger has his uses after all.", a young, thin, male's voice mumbled slyly. The person in question was a rather young asian, looking to be in about his mid-teens. He had looked extremely out of place until around 30 minutes ago, after he had gone to London and clothes himself in something that looked more like something a teenager would wear, instead of the clothes of a slightly older and more sophisticated female would have on. But that regal aura was still there, and that just made him all the more impressive, if not a little intimidating.
Three older-looking girls had followed him, smiling and chattering amongst themselves, but they had been walking behind the teen for a while. If anyone had been noting their progress, they still wouldn't know what had happened between them. One moment, the girls were talking near an alley, the next, they had walked in the alley way. Next think anyone knew, they had been trailing him, like nothing had happened at all. The only sign was a small, dark smirk forming on the boy's lips.
"Ladies.", said Alice.
"Let's begin.", said A-Tsai's mouth.
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 6:30 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Oy! I'm not that damned Korean!
Got that, Lassie? GOT THAT?
It's Saundra. SAUNDRA FINDLAY.
Aye?
Now explain how I've gotten in this idiot's body.
Oi! I'm talking to you!
Damned sea tykes...  Chin-Hwa Saundra FindlayA low moan escaped Saundra's throat, her shoulders ached, her head almost in a waltz. Most of all, why was her nightgown so tight on her? The Scot lifted a hand to loosen the dress, however it finally caught her attention when a sharp rip reached her ears and she shot up in bed.
"Why is this frick--" She cut off, fighting with the dress before falling to the floor in an awful mess. Her body laid scrambled over the ground. Her deep voice moaning before she found her hands to pushed herself up onto her knees. Then, carefully, Saundra removed the pink dress and rose to her feet.
Saundra lifted her hand through--
She paused.
Obviously the Scot knew when something was wrong. Only when it came to be associated with her hair. Saundra tugged some hair into her sight to see that it wasn't it's usual sunshine orange, but a straight coal black that shimmered in the light.
This was asian hair.
Now that this had dawned to her, the other things that seemed oblvious to Saundra were suddenly making sense. Like her deep voice, tight dress size or even her heavy footsteps.
Not to mention the long view down south.
As if the world had gone upside down, Saundra rushed herself to the bathroom, throwing the door open to look at her reflect. But the only result she recieved was an awful shriek from Chin-Hwa's throat.
"YOU IDIOT! GET OUT OF MY-- Oh wait... that is me... NO!"
Saundra smacked a hand to her forehead, soon running it through the Korean's smooth jet black hair. This... this was outragous! Unless Alice was playing a trick on her or something.
The Saundra huffed, Chin-Hwa's face reddening with the thoughts of such an evil trick. Such a bloody evil trick!
"Damned Korean! I HATE YOU!" She shouted, her girlish voice no longer available for her to scream with.
"I'm going to call Alice right now. There's a bone that needs to be picked..." She grumbled, reaching into her pants only to stop.
The girl reddened, her eyes quite wide at the unexpected area. She gulped, continued and finally found the cell. Then with a quick yank, she flipped it open, dailed Alice's number and waited.
The phone rang...
It rang again...
"D-Damn it... I want my body back..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 9:19 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxA-TSAIxxxxxxxxxxxxmALICious takEover Version.
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"...and when they deny and question our truth, we shall give them THE truth...", she, no, it was 'he', now, said in a smooth, trance-like voice, when 'his' phone vibrated. Fortunately, the sound was muted in the loud cheering in front of her.
"Now, my allies, be off, and remember. The truth shall prevail. WE shall prevail.", 'he' concluded, and stepped down from 'his' podium, leaving the crowd cheering, hollering, and slowly start to disperse.
Pulling out a sleek cellphone, Alice checked the caller ID, and chuckling, flipped it open, not speaking into it herself just yet. She trusted, no, she knew, that as soon as Saundra heard the dial tone stop, and that tell-tale sound of someone having picked up, the girl would start talking all without having being prompted to do so.
She already had a good idea of what was going on, as this wasn't the first time she had been called. Adelbert had been the first, his mind coming to the conclusion that this had been her doing. She had to steer him wrong, though, and the truth quickly came out to light. Though Alice had been responsible for their little time travel escapade, she had no hand in this one.
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 10:07 pm
  xxxWhat happened??xxxxxxxThis isn't me...xxxxxxxxxxxI'm not her...xWHEN WILL THISxNIGHTMARExxxEND ??LOL LINE GOES HERE XXXXXA groan issued from the bed situated at the east side of the room, sitting just barely out of range of sun's piercing morning rays. Minutes ticked by, and the sound of shifting could be heard every now and then. Normally, the bed's occupant would rise out of bed easily around that time of day, and the apparant unwillingness to get off of the mattress suggested that perhaps he didn't sleep that well.
Or should one say... she?
After a good twenty minutes had passed, the being sat up- albeit swaying precariously- and rubbed her eyes. The attempt to clear her vision failed miserably though, and her eyes remained half-closed, and her vision blurry. Her blonde hair pooled around her, somehow retaining its perfect curles even after a night of tossing and turning, and soon the girl rose, and began staggering towards the bathroom.
Even though almost half an hour had rolled by since the girl had begun waking up, her present mind -the only thing that didn't change- had not yet realized the incredibly massive transformation that had occured overnight. In fact, she was supposed to be a 'he'. And from things like the groan that 'he' had made earlier that morning sounded quite higher-pitched than normal, to the fact that 'he' actually had LONG hair... meant that the boy must've been very tired if he didn't realize that he had just involuntarily gone through some sort of magical transitioning.
And could now be considered (by the more sarcastic part of society) a transexual.
When the girl finally reached the bathroom and disappeared inside, the sound of a faucet being turned, and water gently spilling out soon sounded. A few splashes soon followed after that, and the creaking of the faucet turning the water supply off as well.
Then, there was a long silence.
It was then, that the A-Tsai finally saw that he was no longer himself. In fact, he was now...
"Alice?"
The hesitant voice that came from the blond-haired girl that stared at him through the mirror was undoubtly at least an octave higher than his. Her eyes were wide- filled with curiosity, but they also unmistakably contained growing panic.
His mind, unable to process the truth, told himself, that what was occuring had to be a dream. There was simply no other explanation. Nothing could ever be so twisted.
In fact, he thought, all he had to do was pinch himself, yes... Or perhaps touch his own face. Surely, the image of the european nation would vanish into the ripples of this freakish dream he was having.
However, nothing happened.
Yes, he actually reached up, and touched his own face- well, it wasn't really his face now, it was Alice's- and when that failed, he quickly pinched himself.
Seconds ticked by, and after several moments, A-Tsai finally realized the truth. He was now Alice. A girl. British. Another nation. And (at least right now) there was absolutely nothing he could frigg'n do about it.
Alice, her green eyes now filled with absolute terror, opened her mouth, and let out a high-pitched scream.
OOC:{ I've decided to try a bit of a different style of writing for this roleplay thread. I think it might suit the more humorous plotline better. Less thought, more action. ;3 }
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 1:54 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxOy! I'm not that damned Korean!
Got that, Lassie? GOT THAT?
It's Saundra. SAUNDRA FINDLAY.
Aye?
Now explain how I've gotten in this idiot's body.
Oi! I'm talking to you!
Damned sea tykes... Chin-Hwa Saundra FindlayNaturally, Saundra would have immediately screamed into the reciever. However her voice broke into difficult grunts and scuffles before she began to curse with all her might. Or more like, Chin-Hwa's might.
She had a list of questions.
A freaking long list of unanswered mysteries that could only be understood when practiced with black magic. Saundra tucked some loose hair back behind Chin-Hwa's ear, her cheeks red the more she talked into the communication device.
"--And now how am I supposed to change back?! Damnit! I told you not to mess with those goons! Argh! I hate you!"
The Scot huffed, folding Chin-Hwa's arms across the teen's chest as a silence filled the bathroom. It wasn't as if it had dawned to Saundra yet. She was so rash about getting her body back that she hadn't even calculated the chance of someone else being swapped with her. That someone being Chin-Hwa.
"ARGH!"
After several flying curse words, Saundra ended the call and rushed out into the bedroom, dumping her phone onto her bed and searching for something decent to wear.
If one had stumbled across such a sight, the first thought would be of a pink panty wearing deliquent raiding a innocent girl's room. However, even in that case, Saundra was technically in the worst position she'd ever been. And it wasn't the Scotish whiskey that made her that way.
A small girl crawled out from the tampered sheets of the bed, yawning and stretching. However her usual calmness and unawareness was sharpened to the level were she came eye to eye with an unusual character that seriously did not belong.
"Lass, It's me, Saundra. Damned Korea must have my body... ugh..." She made a face, hoping he wasn't doing anything out of the unusual with it. Not like that was possible. Her body had nothing to grab onto, nothing to look all that "femanine".
She had the pure body of a tomboy.
However, Chin-Hwa's body wasn't all that bad. If she took the privilege of using it, maybe it would come in handy. Very handy.
Lass was back to her usual blunt gaze at Saundra, nodding to herself that it was indeed her master who would rub her hands in such a way. And there was only one reason for that. The plot of a mastermind.
"With this body, I could do wonders, right?" She grinned, finally lowering her hands to pull out a shirt that seemed awkwardly too small.
Everything in her drawer was too small. And most of all. Did this mean she had to go boxer shopping? Her face reddened even so, her hands stiff with the thought of it. What size did she have to get? Wait. Did those things even have sizes?
How was she going to use the bathroom?!
"UGH! DAMN YOU CHIN-HWA!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 2:29 am
ＭＩＮＤ ｏｒ ＢＯＤＹ ↯xxxxxxxxxxxx
Ｓ Ｗ Ａ Ｐxxxxx  xxFrom » Theo
xxxxxTo » Beowulf?___________________ Beo had taken a long huff, his arms wrapped around a smaller frame as he rested. A warmth mingling between then as finally, the Dane moaned slightly, stirring and sighing as he brought a large hand to rub his face. Then the blond strands of hair from it.
Hold on.
Beo blinked several times, lifting his hand to look at it. Then his other hand to look at it before his eyes grew wide with bewilderment. He sat up, pulling the sheets off of him to find that he wasn't in his usual sleepwear. Well, not Theo's normal maternal sleepwear.
"Oh God... tell me this is a dream..." He whispered, soon catching sight of something at the corner of his eye. It shuffled, moaned? "B-Beo? No... This... what is this?!" He was ready to cry, but instead he bottled it in and flipped the sheets over to see something he hadn't expected.
Himself.
Beo shook his head, leaning over his real body to feel for the twins. They were intact, warmth in his round belly, but... Who was in his body?!
The boy was going to turn mad if he didn't have some answers soon. Wait. If he was in Beo's body... then...? Did this mean Beo was in his? The Dane grew silent for a moment before he crawled out of bed, boxers and all.
Just a leak, then he could sort things out.
Beo wandered into the bathroom, not bothering to close the door before he unbuttoned. However his face paled at the sight. Never. Never in his life had he ever felt so ashamed to see such a thing.
He had one too, so...
"I- I never knew that it..."
There was a long pause. A debate in his mind on wither to pee himself or just take courage and use the bathroom. But... how could he aim with such a big...
"UGH! Beo! I don't understand this!" He whined, seriously needing to "go". Such a wild and heated debate as it flew from one end of his mind to the next.
There had to be only one choice.
Only one.
Beo snapped his eyes shut, peeping just a little to know that his aiming was ok. His aiming...
The blond's cheeks reddened at the thought. No! Why was he being so perverted? This was his lover's [sexy] body. He needed to respect it and understand it as his own! Perhaps that was the reason he woke up like this.
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 3:16 pm
xxxxxxxxxxR O M A N Oxxxxxxx ♀
Ciao... Okay...
So I woke up this morning...
But something just isn't right.
My hair. My c-chest. M Y - V I T A L - R E G I O N S.
I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE EATEN ITALIAN FOOD! C H Exx D I A V O L O ?
You're going to pay for this China! Help. ♂ Damn China... if he didn't pick up now --
Alvaro's phone beeped at him during the dial tone. Incoming call...
"Eh! Léon! Idiot why are you calling me now?!"
Alvaro ignored it and let it ring to answer phone. He was getting flustered and confused and the men were staring at him!!
"L-Léon - what do I do?"
Alvaro looked around frantically as if there was going to be an answer before his eyes but only ended up tripping over his own feet. These legs were not familiar to him. He fell and hit the ground head first, quickly pushing himself up.
A man walked past Alvaro and smiled at 'her' before walking up to Romano to speak. "Ciao, bella~ Sei turbato? Posso darLe una mano?" [Hi, beautiful~ Are you upset? Can I lend a hand?]
"Ah... No, grazie... Ma posso io..."[Ah... No, thanks... But I can...]
Romano hit the man hard across the side of the face and found his own way to his feet and rearranging his shirt, realising the man was probably gawking down it. Then kicked him finally in the shin before walking off.
"STRONZO!"
The friendly Italian man stood bewildered, trying to work out whether he had just been assaulted by such a pretty girl with such a foul mouth (and she hit pretty painfully too)
Alvaro rang France, he suddenly didn't care how he would react he just wanted out of this body! Females had it hard...
He caught a glimpse through the shop window. The manikins dressed in female clothing and rows of high heels and boots... Oh, those shoes look sexy!
Romano hit his own head hard for thinking that... He had to change fast before these side effects became permanent!
Once France picked up he found himself automatically blurting out; "Ciao, bello~ Want to come clothes shopping with me?"
Romano hit his head again. He hadn't even explained his predicament - that must sound so weird.
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