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A game whre your OC reacts to suddenly having the above OC's body. Example
Chara A: *is a butterfly*
Chara B: *is originally a human, but now has Chara A's body* "Neat, I have wings! I'm going to fly away now!
Chara C: *is a wizard, but now has Chara B's original body* "What is this odd creature? And why can't they do magic??"
I will start off by sacrificing my son Leon.
Rule 1: I'm starting to see the same people replying back and forth, so please wait at least two posts after your own to post again. Have fun, everybody!
Rule 2: Each post has to be at least 3 completely filled lines of text, or the equivalent of that!
Rule 3: Don't be rude about the appearance of the previous character, even if your character is the vain sort.
Rule 4: This is a public thread, so keep it PG-13. Please keep sex/excessive violence/etc. down to a minimum. Rule of thumb, if the previous character does not have any mentions of that in their bio, don't inflict it upon them. If you must include that content, censor it like so.
You can reply regardless of rule 1 if it has been 24 hours since the last post.
Another morning as usual– the routine was all the same, Soliel sometimes found himself wishing that something, anything would change to make such dreary mornings more interesting, and yet here he was, regretting having ever thought that in the first place. He examined himself in the mirror, marveling at the long claws and jet black skin he now possessed, and a face that could only be described as a dark form highlighted only by the glow escaping eerily from his eyes and mouth, and massive teeth that would rival even the most fearsome vampire. Soliel had to admit, he was equal parts terrified and excited– this isn't at all what he wanted when he thought about how he wished his mornings would change, but it was a change nonetheless. He laughed nervously, the deeper tone surprising him. He wasn't quite sure how he felt about it replacing his voice, but to hear that voice, a voice that seemed so deep that it rose from the very depths of hell itself come from him felt so amazing. And so Soliel began to talk. Saying anything and everything he could think of, just to hear himself. He wasn't sure how much time had passed by the time he grew bored of talking, but his earlier fascination soon turned to dread as he realized he'd have to go to work like this.
As ryusuke got off of his bed after a good night's sleep, he almost lost his balance as soon as his feet touched the ground. Startled, he quickly forced his direction towards the bed in order to avoid falling on the cold, solid floor. 'What was that all about?' He thought as he helped himself back up.That was when he noticed something was off; way off. It felt as if he had shrunk quite a lot over night, and his feet were no longer....human feet? When his eyes shifted towards his outfit, he felt the sudden urge to go back under the blanket, as he realized that his lower half was practically exposed. He missed his own body.
Roman's morning was nothing out of the ordinary, at least not at first. Rolling out of bed at a crisp 11 o'clock, he stumbled around, pulling at, and readjusting his clothing. Heading to the bathroom, he rubbed at his eyes in hope to fix his foggy vision. After taking a quick glance in the mirror, he noticed things were off, very off. Leaning against the counter, he squinted endlessly at the face staring back at him. A visibly paler complexion, thinner brows and...was that...blue? Hand running through his new locks, he couldn't help but wonder...what the hell happened? He'd taken some weird roles before, but never any that required a full out makeover, plus, he'd remember agreeing to something like this! So what happened?! The sheer mystery of the occurrence had Roman slowly building in rage, he wanted to know what happened, and who's body he was in! As his anger built, his body had become ignited in a blue flame, one that spread quickly, but caused no physical pain. He felt his heart sink in his chest, stumbling backwards he leaned against the towel rack hanging behind him. What was going on?!?!
Lionel expected this to be a normal day, waking up in his big bed of soft blankets and eventually being dragged out by Water and Fire to start his daily tasks. It was not a normal day, as Lionel suddenly awoke to an unknown room.
"AAH!" Lionel screamed, rolling out of the bed onto the wooden floor and making a very loud racket. He sat up, with the sudden realizations; that he had real arms and that he was way taller and darker.
"Whoa, where am I?" Lionel muttered. He looked around and found a mirror. What he saw nearly made him scream again. Brown, untidy hair, clothes which were so unfitting they could only be for a peasant, the darker skin. He was definitely not in the same body.
"...Water? Fire? Where are you?" Lionel whistled for them to come forward. But alas, they didn't. Lionel stood up, the immense change in height and weight making him unstable. "I must find a way to get myself back to my own body and family. I don't want to stay in this place for long!"
"oh my god, oh my goD WHERE ARE MY ARMS WHE-"
she stops when she sees the magical floating red and blue snakes circling around her. or him. she guesses she's a he now.
the next twenty minutes consist of juniper basically acting like a 4 year old as she discovers the joy of being able to control two magical snakes who are at her every beck and call.
"go over there." and she squeals.
"can you pick up that stick for me?" screaming.
"you guys are SO CUTE!"
"Hm.." Eros peered at himself through the mirror that was hanging on a nearby wall. The color of his eyes and hair was no longer a shade of pink, but of natural colors; silky black hair and brown eyes. His gaze turned from confused to content, as a smirk slowly became evident on his face. "I have no idea what happened, but god, I sure am cute!" He gave himself a wink through the mirror and chuckled. "I sure do miss my own body, but this isn't so bad~"
When shoe woke up, the ceiling looked a bit different and he had the strangest feeling like he had suddenly grown quite a bit taller than he was when he went to bed. And, looking in the mirror in front of him in this strange room that was DEFINITELY not a part of the motel (it was WAY too clean for that), it was easy to see why. He was... someone else! Some sort of hyooman grown-up. With cool pink hair. Shoe liked the color pink, he thought, as he waved his strange grown up arms (how long!) around. This body wasn't so bad, even if it didn't have a tail. It was cool, being a grown-up all of a sudden.
Wait... he was a grown up now. Which meant, Shoe realized, with a smile on his face, he could do... grown up things. Like eat Ice Cream for breakfast. And not do homework. And even... no. He shouldn't. It was the holy-grail of grown-up activities and though Shoe's body was this weird grown up body now his mind still felt like Shoe so maybe he wasn't... but then again...
"B-but... Can I really...?" Shoe mumbled to himself, before a grin spread on his- er, his new face. He could do it. The Forbidden Thing. He could stay up past bedtime. The very thought of it sent excited shivers down Shoe's new spine, and he couldn't help but feel excited for the day ahead of him as his new, grown up self.
"*he wobbles, then falls over, not use to walking on two legs*
W-what on Earth? What happened to me? How can anyone walk like this!
*He gets up, but is still off balance*
This... This body is... Short. And what's with this hair? It took me three years to grow my hair out! Why is it short!?
And these ears? *He touches them* they're short too! Why is everything so short! I liked being tall!!
*He sits down, half our of anger and half because he still has no clue how to walk properly on two legs*"
"what the hell" Is what he said when he saw this new body of his.
Nice, he as taller!!
BAD, HE WAS A RABBIT, THE ANIMAL HE HATES THE MOST.
"WHat IS THIS STRANGE BODY. I HATE IT." There he tried to sat, cursing everthing.
"I feel... Kind of nude. I need my pants back. Or any pants. Just pant. I'll even take a skirt."
"Какого-" The girl was very confused and mad(more mad of course) with the situation, but she couldn't do anything to fix the problem, as Flan wasn't here and more importantly she was in a completely different body at that moment! So everything she could do was just standing and staring at her new appearance. Maybe that wasn't that bad after all? Like, of course these ears and the tail are absolutely disgusting and all, and she was a boy as it seemed, but at least her body wasn't that weak now? Well, she became lower, but who cared, power isn't all about the height, right? And she had that strange stick too now, she didn't know how to use it and that annoying cat looking thing wasn't here to explain it to her, but she could somehow figure it out herself for sure. But the was still one moment that made her most upset about this whole situation - she didn't have any cigarettes now.
Rico woke up in a daze, unusual for her because she was used to greeting every morning with enthusiasm right from the get-go. Perhaps yesterday's late night out was the cause, but regardless, something felt wrong. Like she had lost the feeling of her tail and wings, and even her tentacles, yet the deadness of a limb that had fallen asleep wasn't present at all. In fact, even the weight of them had seemed to disappear.
She stumbled out of bed, clumsy on her new feet, and noticed her attire- a black hoodie and ripped leggings with the faint smell of smoke clinging to them. Her nose wrinkled in disgust. The clothes were bad enough, but smoke? She didn't smoke! Though it was more of an attempt to save her own sanity rather than actually clean herself up, Rico rushed to the bathroom as quickly as she could to rid herself of the smoke and the old clothes, but as soon as her eyes met the mirror she jumped back in a mixture of fear, shock, and surprise, which sent her tumbling to the floor. Examining herself further she realized that everything that made her a novatt was indeed gone, that her silky platinum and beautifully dyed hair was now a tangle of greyed pink, and even her skintone took on a similar hue. And to top it all off, the dark eyeshadow that made her look and feel just a little bit more like she had risen from the grave.
She screamed until her voice grew hoarse as the nee discovery, but with no change in sight, Rico made her way over to her computer, and figured that maybe she could forget about this issue if just for a little while with a Netflix binge.
With a yawn, Nikolai stretched in his bed, lazily approaching the new day. His hand touched something, but instead of his bedmate he instead found... a... a stuffed animal? Raising an eyebrow, he looked over to find plushies on his bed. Many of them. And this wasn't even his bed. The Sin sat there with a blank expression. He was fairly used to situations like this from his long past, so it hadn't hit him until moments later.
Seeing that no one else was in the house, Nikolai got up, finding himself wearing sweatpants and a hoodie. Normally he would be okay with such an outfit too, but... but... He lifted his hands, eyes wide with shock and concern. P-Purple skin? He spun around, finding something quickly tailing him. He turned around to catch it, seeing the exact same movement. After a minute of spinning in a circle, he realized that he wasn't being followed, but had a tail! Wh-What on earth...?!
Practically tripping over himself to get to the restroom, Nikolai looking into the mirror to see not himself but a... a woman?! "Gracious me, what on earth is happening?" he groaned.
After a good silent panic attack, he plodded out of the restroom, contemplating what to do. Would he even believe him if he called him? For that matter, what was his number? Damn technology, making it so easy to not have to remember anything! Noticing something out of the corner of his eye, Nikolai wandered towards a desk, seeing a file with "Top Secret" written on it. He raised a bemused eyebrow. Perhaps this would explain things...