(no subject)

[aboruk-otiak.livejournal.com]

*Akito wasn't used to the feeling of waking up, but it wasn't entirely unknown. Nor was the feeling of a beating heart inside his chest cavity. Even the sensation of being in a body that was not shaped like his wasn't completely weird. The manor had pulled something like this on him before, though at that point it hadn't been all the time.

Rolling off his normally unused bed, he went about moving each muscle he could manage to shift, making sure everything was working right. Or at least as right as he could figure with four thing legs and nine...tails?

He does a full body shake and trots over to the door. His hands....feet....paws weren't built to turn a knob, so he stretches up to bite it, a low growl trickling up his throat.

When that fails, he takes a few steps back and launches himself at the door a couple times, attempting to alert someone to his predicament. Several minutes later, failing that as well, he seriously considers the window across the room*


((You've got two options to encounter him: Either hearing him pounding against the door and coming to help, if you can, or seeing him pitch himself straight out his window, landing gracefully on the lawn.))

(no subject)

[furtum-est-vita.livejournal.com]

*she remembered shattering glass, the baying of hounds, and falling. It felt like a dream as she wakes and for a moment she thinks that perhaps the whole thing had been one terrible nightmare.

Then she realizes she's on four legs, and has fur. Flailing a little, she tries to stand and has to spend several minutes getting used to her new size.*

W-what's going on?

*it takes her over an hour to figure out how to get her paws to work around the doorknob, but once she does she's slinking down the hall. If this was Hell, is was a bizarrely effective punishment, but she wasn't going to let that stop her from getting some answers*

[Voice]

[bovinemafioso.livejournal.com]

Hello? Is this thing on? I never realized how difficult it might have ever been to press a button. I'm lucky I didn't crush it.

*there's a series of multiple loud beeps and a light clatter*

Tch, careful, careful, there, I think that's it, Hello?

No, maybe that's not it. Oh well, perhaps I'll be able to find someone up at that manor there.

*there's a rustle, heavy hoof thumps, and the sound of a large door swinging open and the feed cuts off*

((He's leaving his blackberry where he woke up, so all interactions should be in person))

[Telepathy] Except for Dean.

[psychic-labrat.livejournal.com]

Good morning.

It seems we are back at the manor at last, and except for the...obvious changes the Author seems to be continuing her roll of going easy on us. On that note, however, how many of the residents have been struck by this...bizarre condition she's imposed upon us?

More importantly, has anyone figured out how to get out of their rooms?

(no subject)

[kansai-ahou.livejournal.com]

*Sonuva-! What is this fascination the Author has with him being some kind of DOG!?

Heiji jumps out of his bed, unable to be relieved about being back somewhere familiar, and prowls across his space of the room for a few minutes to get used to his new form before turning to see if Hakuba was awake.

He couldn't tell whether he was happier that there wasn't a homicidal theme, or angrier that the Author thought he was a mutt. Decisions decisions.*

Detective Notes 06 | In Person

[caseofthetruth.livejournal.com]

[Naoto had never though of the author doing something such as what she has. Waking up with the ability to flap her wings and fly was one thing, although she found that to be a little odd in the first place, but when she looked in the mirror and saw what she looked like was rather surprising to say the least. It made getting places a lot harder, but since then she had managed to use the ventilation shafts to get around in. There was always an advantage to being small after all.

Using Gust, an attack which took her a moment or two to figure out she had finally made her way out and into one of the many hallways.]

It appears that if my calculations are correct, I'm not the only one who had been affected by this... sudden change in appearance. I will wa...I mean fly around and try and find out just what is going on.

[She flaps her wings as she sets off around the halls, trying to find anyone to talk to and investigate.]

11 ★ In Person

[whitefacedclown.livejournal.com]

[With the new change in appearance and the fact that Allen really wanted to train this morning, he had decided to just try to in one way or another, once of course he got use to the fact he now has four legs instead of just the usual two. After about an hour of so of falling over, breaking doors trying to get through them, among other things, the boy finally made his way outside and off towards the woods, hoping that it was quiet enough to train and keep what dignity he had right now.

What he didn't expect to see were more of those creatures he was sure he had seen before wondering around. Allen wasn't sure what to do except to keep low to the ground, just to check to see what would happen, if they would try anything. As he watched he noted that if it was the work of said author then these won't do much, he hoped as he leaped out of his hiding spot and started to run around the creatures. Well, at least it was some kind of training, a way to not fall over when you run.]

Mary Winchester | 12 | [Action]

[was_a_hunter]

[Dark...it was all dark...

Oh wait, that's her blankets. How did they get so far above her head? Slowly working herself free of the covers, she fell to the floor with a squeak. How did...looking down at herself, she only felt mildshock as she saw paws and fur. If she had to guess, judging from the height of the bed, she was around a foot tall, maybe a little more.

Moving through her partially opened door, she looked both way down the halls before venturing out. Everything was so big...

Walking down the halls, her large ears twitched every few moments; if something or someone tried to sneak up on her, she'd hear it.]

Double Ought Buck || 2nd Shell || [In Person]

[theleader]

[Rick is hardly one to complain. Especially considering that since he'd been here he hadn't seen a Walker and last week was... the most fun he'd had in a while.

But this?

This is pushing it just a bit. He takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. It could be worse. First things first. Get out of his room, then he'll go from there.]

Everything gets stranger in the first few chapters || Chapter 2|| [In Person]

[thewriter]

[Well, this is new.

If it wasn't bad enough waking up in Germany, with no way to get home. Now he's...this thing.

At least he floats? That's sort of cool. Thankfully, Ryan and Esposito aren't here to see this. What the hell is he anyway? Some weird balloon thing, all the things the others would say about that. His ego...inflating...deflating.. Yeah.. Castle is so glad he isn't home. Although, if he was he wouldn't be whatever he is..]

Pbbbbbt...

[Even better. He makes noises!. That is going to be fantastic! It's a good thing he's easily amused or else he might be more panicked.]