You Wake Up In The Above OC's Body! [IC Reaction]

The first think Michael noticed once he regained consciousness was his need to breathe, the second...a heart beat.  Michael jerked up feeling an increase in the need for oxygen, panic setting in. This was not right, he was dead, a vampire, the undead, he didn't breathe, he didn't have a beating heart!  Michael stared around the new room,  before landing his eyes in his hands. Smaller than normal, more pigmentation, no nail polish? What was happening. 

Michael whimpered to himself before scampering out of the strangers bed, one thought on his mind .

...Have to get home...

When Vlad woke up, he felt lighter, and he couldn't feel his heart beating. As he looked around the unfamiliar room, he came to the conclusion that he was dead. Some monster hunter had finally broken into his cottage and killed him, but at least had the decency to murder him in his sleep so he wouldn't feel it.

Vlad tried to get up, only to realize that instead of his thick snake tail he had before, he had a pair of slim human legs. After spending almost 15 minutes trying to learn how to use them, not being used to having two entirely separate limbs down there to move, he started to walk unsteadily around the room. He looked in the closed mirror to find out he was in an entirely new body, with bright red hair and eyes, and sharp little fangs poking out from under  his upper lip. 

"A vampire , huh? I guess I've always had a 'vampire-like ' name. I'm just not sure if this is an improvement from what I was before or not."

At soon as Amberlyn awoke she felt strange, and not in a good way. She groggily tried to sit up only to find she was curled up into a ball like position. Confusion set in as she examined the body that did not belong to her. Her hands were now gray, and her lower half was of a serpent. Amberlyn tried moving the...apandage...it making a slithering motion as she moved her the muscles. 

"What the...w-whats going on" she whispered to herself as she finally found a way to sit up. 

The nekomata woke up, disoriented as he clenched his teeth from the strange enigma that engulfed his surroundings a few seconds ago. Immediately, he looked down at himself, and made an expression that was more disgusted rather than surprised. "What the heck is going o-" 

He interrupts his own thoughts with the fact that somehow, he managed to remember a lot of things. A lot of things... in which weren't his own. It was then that he truly became confused. 

As he propped himself up from the ground, he grunted to himself at the heavy weight of the body he was trapped in. Judging from that, it had to be a humans body. Katsuya stared in the opposite direction, muttering unintelligble words as he strode off into the distance.

Well, this was alarming. Reiko was in a totally different body. His tail was gone; well, almost. In its place was a forked tail. Eyes going wide, he panicked at the sight of the land above him. The sky, unmarred by any pool of water. Heart racing, he backed away, feeling heavy. Too heavy. He had to find a way to get out of this body; the new memories flooding in, that weren't his, were enough to make his head pound. Stumbling forth awkwardly, he searched for a new place.

he wakes up. He does not feel any pain what surprised him. Everything feels unfamiliar, which makes him panic.
He trys to get up but this unfamiliar body is too different. He cant use his abilities too. Natalis trys to calm down and moves all body parts slowly. Than he is thinking how this could happen ? Is he back with any scientist?

"W H A T T H E H E C K"

Winston looks down, and notices hat he is wearing pants. "how did I even get those on? I don't have any- oh" he smiles with exitement "a-are thodse limp flesh noodles ... arms? This is so cool!" 

He tries to move them, but ends up just flailing around like an idiot. Please don't ever let him do this again.

You ever yank your sweatpants up to your shoulder and crawl around like a goblin? This is exactly what being in this body feels like. Not to mention the ground is a lot closer than it should be! This causes Autumnal's perception of distance to be thrown off and send the once-almighty-towering-goddess scrambling across the floor and crashing into the nearest object. "Whoa there! Whoooa the-aCH!"

Hoooo boy, this was going to take some getting use to. 

When Vance stood up, he stood UP. Everything below him was much smaller than he remembered. His neck felt empty, and his hands shot up to where "Scarf" was normally kept, but the strange animal wasn't there. He felt a pang of loss that was worse than he expected. When he was one with his Scarf he wasn't even sure what he's do with it, but now it was gone and he was already missing the fammilar warmth and rapid heart beat it had.

His sadnesss evaporated as he realized just how powerful he seemed now. "Forget being a better demon, I think towering Godess is a better fit!"

Something was off. Verasi’s face felt oddly bare. Indeed, when he raised a hand to touch his face, it was furless. He felt only smooth skin. His hands, too, had this problem … and they were a peach tone? His skin was nowhere near this color. What in the world was happening?

Of even bigger concern, though, was this thing around his neck. It looked like some kind of scarf, but it was alive. Or something. He tried not to look it in the face. He desperately hoped it wouldn’t strangle him. What would he even say to this thing? He stayed silent, but it was hard. He would have liked to scream.

Hopefully he'd still be able to perform, at least.

When Chika wakes up and realizes something is different. she moves the cat tail a little bit and wiggles with the ears. After all, the clothes were comfortable. She got up. First having a little problems with the balance. She fell over and land on all 4 "legs". She sighs. How could this happen?

Claire awoke with a jolt, letting out a low groan at the pounding in her head. Eyes still glossy from sleep, she slowly sat up roughly rubbing her hands on her face. Letting her eyes clean up she looked around the room, before panic set in as she noticed this was not her room. Claire looked at her hands and the rest of her body that she could see. This was not hers...

Claire stumbled out of the strangers bed, wanting to cry, before making her way to mirror. She stood staring at herself, that was not herself. Pink hair? Paler skin? Pink and black outfit? Shorter? What was going on.

"W-what the f-fuck?" She stuttered out as she turned from the mirror to look around the room, looking for clues as to WHO this person was, and possibly how to get back. 

"F-fuck..."

 When yumi woke up she is iritatet because she Has Problems to se clear. After a Short moment she finda the Glasses and Put the on. She got up and is surprised she is much bigger now! Than she looked around .. it's not her room.. Nothing of her own stuff is there... She realizes that shi-sho is Not with her anymore and she gets angry! If the Person who is know in her body touches she He or she will die if yumi finds it out. But for now she Has to find out were she is and how she can getan home. 

Mai wakes up gripping some sort of scythe. She tosses it away and scrambles to her feet. Upon doing so, she notices her hands are....alarmingly paler than usual, and also much smaller.

"What the heck is this?? How am I supposed to play piano with these hands? How am I even supposed to punch....people.....?" The voice coming out of her mouth is not her own, and it startles her. "Where am I...?" She looks around; none of the surroundings are familiar to her, and there seems to be no one in sight. Mai holds the scythe close to her, feeling a little bit...scared? No! Mai Nangong does not know the meaning of fear, she inspires it in others, she thinks to herself. She stands up, and another revelation hits her.

"Why am I so short??" She was starting to feel more annoyed, and hoped that would cover any "fear" she was feeling. In actuality, she became more and more freaked out with each step she took, before finally looking into a pond and realizing that the reflection she sees does not show her.

"Who is thiiiiis? Wh-what happened to me.....?" Mai tries to swallow the lump in her throat, but it doesn't go anywhere. "W-wait! I kn-know....this--this is all a dream!! And you can't get hurt in a dream!" She takes the scythe in one hand, and raises the other. She makes an incision on the back of her hand with the scythe. There's blood, and there's also pain. This isn't a dream; this is real, and she doesn't know how to stop it.

"I'm going to kill whoever did this to me." Her voice was much calmer than when she usually made those kind of threats, but much more serious. Tears stung at her eyes at the thought of never being able to be herself again. Normally, she would try to suck it up, but that's what Mai Nangong would do. As far as she's concerned, she's not Mai Nangong anymore, she's just....whoever this person is. She has nothing to live up to, and no expectations to meet. In a way, it's kind of freeing; she can do whatever she wants. And what she wants to do is find whoever is responsable for transforming her into this and making them change her back, and anyone who gets in her way will----She looks at the scythe again. She decides she'll do whatever she must to get her life back. With that, Mai marches off into the forest.