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

Ford woke up feeling different. Feeling in the first place was a change at least. He rubbed his hands through his...fur? His hands felt swollen and awkward, the claws scratching his skin underneath the fur. He didn't care, it's been forever since he's felt anything at all.

His new, animal like body was strange, but definitely something he felt like he'd get used to.

He woke up rather abruptly--something calling him to awaken in his mind, something was wrong. Upon waking, he immediately noticed a difference--a feeling of disharmony. As his vision cleared, he realized that his sight was hindered, as he could only see from his right eye. His body, too, was massively different. He felt much shorter, his chest was noticeably busty and his legs were no longer deer-like.

"A female body...?" He mused.

He brought a hand to his face, examining his hand carefully. After a while, he had carefully grabbed at the ends of his hair, which he admired wholeheartedly.

"Such lovely sun-blessed hair, whose body does this belong to, I wonder...? Ah, I shouldn't be left to dawdle at such a thing, I must find my original body." He sighed softly.

Although the body he had been apparently borrowing was not a bother--he could not meet Aruverus in this form. His lover would not recognize him, and neither would his goddess. He had also worried about the person whom this body had originally belonged to.

"I must do my best to respect this body. I only hope that mine is in good shape, as well."

Mace rolled into his back and stretched his hands in front of him, and was startled to find small, delicate hands in their place. He got up with a yell that was higher pitched than his normal voice, and knocked a small dog thing off his lap doing so. Scrambling through the bag he kept next to his tent he grabbed his cracked mirror and held it up to his face, horrified to see someone else's. Mace had been partially transformed before, but this was different. He wasn't a monster, he was an entirely different person.

"Oh my god, I am adorable," he finally said, very quietly, "This is terrifying."

Panic set in as soon as Caleb regained consciousness, he could feel something was off. Caleb laid on the hardwood floor frightened, confused. He slowly sat up straight and stared down at his hands, tears brimming his eyes as he looked at the amendages that shouldn't belong to him. Caleb's mind raced tracking every detail of what could have lead to this,  but letting out a deep chocked noise when he found nothing. 

"F-Fuck..."

It wasn't until the inorganic, hard thud of his back hitting the wooden bed frame as he sat up that Eocene realized there was something very wrong. Wrong with -him-. While resting motionless against the head frame Eocene dared not open his eyes – yet. He couldn't tell whether or not his body was registering touch within the usual parameters that were familiar to him, or if he'd lost his sense of touch entirely.

That wasn't normal.

He clutched the sheets of his bed. No. No, that didn't feel right at all. Though his mouth was particularly dry Eocene tried to swallow to calm his nerves before finally mustering the courage to open his eyes.

Those weren't his sheets. He looked up – the walls, the furniture – then around, none of it was the same. None of it was his. This was not his home, and he felt-- Eocene looked down and brought his hands up from beneath the covers. He had no fur, like a human, though his fingers were uniquely segmented and his hand was separated from his wrist by a bulbous sphere that seemed to allow for total flexibility. He gazed at the foreign appendage – his appendage now – carefully before letting his hand drop awkwardly back, the palm facing up, while he experimentally spun it around horizontally like a propeller.

This wasn't his body.

There was something distinctly -not- okay about that, and panic quickly replaced confusion. Yanking the covers off of himself, Eocene jumped out of the bed he knew was not his own only to slip on his strange new feet that were also attached to his body with bizarre ball joints.

He yelped and hit the floor with a loud, heavy crash. Panicking more, Eocene tried to pull himself back up – his natural grace completely gone now – only to find that his left hand and right leg had completely separated itself from his body!

There seemed to be no pain, and even though the blind panic of his limbs resting a foot away from him, Eocene could swear he could see them still moving. Or was it a trick of his mind?

Was it all a trick? This couldn't be real, could it? It must be a nightmare, or some evil magic! He had to get out of here. Find his way back home, to Chorvosa, to the Ataraxia. They would know what to do...

Perrin wakes up, which at first wouldn't seem like such a big feat but as soon as they opened their eyes they knew everything was wrong. "I-I can see?" Their words were both exited and scared as they looked around in a world that has always been so unknown to them. "N-no-" They begin to tear up as they look over what parts of this odd knew body which they are in. "M-m-master? Polaris? Have you left me?" They sputter in tears as they wobble to stand up, tripping over the large tail and falling face first into the ground. They cry even harder as they try to keep their eyes shut. "I don't like this- I don't want this- take me back take me back!" They wailed, shacking hard. "Has my master abandoned me, did I do wrong, why can I see- why am I- this?!" 
To say the least our dear Perrin is having a hard time, but perhaps after a lot of crying they might come to calm down and go enjoy somethings. Like go to see some flowers, or just look at things. Maybe even have some fun dressing this odd new body up in funny looking clothes. But for now Perrin is heart broken and scared and will cry a lot.

Amy questioned if she was even awake. She felt like she was moving, but all she saw were stars.
"The virus killed me, didn't it?" That was the only guess she could make, though this wasn't exactly what she expected death to be like. She couldn't see herself at all, but she felt like she was covered in feathers. That's weirdly specific. 
She heard a loud hooting at her side. Though startled, she didn't respond otherwise. She was getting pretty bummed about being dead.

Micah woke up and took a deep breath....wait a second. He immediately stood up, only to trip on heels he had never worn before. He wasn't used to this body, it was heavier, shorter, and feminine. However being in a living body with no tape was a nice thing, and this body felt physically stronger than his, he could get used to the other things, well except for one thing. His new right hand was a jagged pixelated form that felt very wrong. It didn't belong there. 

"Clarice? CLARICE??!! Did you try another spell on me??"

It was (or at least as Zara believed) her first time possessing a human. She had no idea what caused it but so it was what happened. She felt weighted down, and stuffy, and very very cold. Internal organs were something she'd never had before but she was expected herself to notice them squirm and writhe with her every action as they did their job as organs. But, to her relief, she barely noticed they were there. They just felt like weights inside her body. She couldn't even feel her human heart beating, which is weird as she'd heard they often do that hard when someone is excited. But, what she did notice and miss was the constant feeling of electricity pulsing through her core. No, her body just felt heavy and lifeless.

"Mmf." she said, trying to get accustomed to her new voice, only to realize that there was tape on her mouth. She pulled it off, painlessly, only to find she painlessly ripped off a portion of her face with it. "... uh?"

 (Poor Coffee, never heard of Kemonomimis or Cat People before...)

What the..... whose bed is this?

Strange, I don't remember what happened last night at all.

Oh, of course. That must not have been coffee the guy gave to me. And I was really gonna suck out his life energy, too. He was a pretty terrible guy.

....Well, I guess I possessed some random kid and forgot about it. I really haven't possessed that many children lately. Don't recognize this bedroom though, so it must be a new one.

Let's see.... cat ears? That's not normal. Human children aren't supposed to have fully functional cat ears. Only cats. And some demons. Actually, this kid has a cat tail too. Maybe he's a science experiment or something? Or some kid and his cat went into a teleporter but then something like The Fly happened.

I don't know, usually when I possess a kid I try to creep everyone out for a bit, tell them to GIVE ME THE OFFERINGS  and leave once they sacrifice enough cups of Starbucks. I don't really know if that would work with this kid, he already seems kind of creepy so probably nobody would care. Maybe I'm actually making him less creepy and they'll think I'm doing them a favor.

Oh, there's a voice. Must be his mom. Okay, time to....do the possession stuff, see if she cares.

I do the most demonic scream I can demonically scream, and...she's fine with it. I guess he must usually be a pretty loud guy. This isn't going to work. I think I'll exit his body and...go possess a normal kid.

Trench woke up, and the first thing he noticed was that he had legs. Two pale blue legs and a long tail where his tail was supposed to be. And he was out of water too, the air feeling crisp and alien against his exposed skin.

"That's not possible !! I must still be asleep! It's the only thing I can think of..." he whined as he curled up in a ball, hugging his brand new knees with his severed floating limbs. He squeezed his eyes shut and waited to wake up.

He had awaken with a jolt, as if launched into the air and had suddenly hit cold water. Which, he found, was probably what happened. The first thing he noticed was that he wasn't breathing air anymore, but instead, he had been "breathing" the water that seemed to surround him. Secondly, he noticed his legs--which were no longer just that, but in it's place, a rather long tail and fins at the end. His skin appeared to be much darker and he felt rather "naked" oddly enough.

"This is...peculiar." He mumbled, wide-eyed with confusion. "This is most certainly not my body, but I wonder, who...?"

He spun around in place observing--only to see nothing but endless ocean in all directions. He wasn't sure how he had gotten into this body or even when it happened, for that matter. He came to a realization that if he had been in some stranger's body, there's a chance that there was someone in his own. He stiffened up immediately, his body was a ticking time bomb in the hands of someone else who didn't know about the dangers contained within him.

"I have to find my body, and soon..."