Something has changed within me [closed]
WHO: Jill and Sari with special appearance by Jack.
WHERE: A street somewhere.
WHEN: backdated to forever ago aka night of April 4th.
WARNINGS: Font abuse. Major font abuse.
SUMMARY: Jack and Jill walk through the town, unaware that they are changing. Jack falls down and starts to drown and Jill wakes up soon after. (not artsy summary: Jack turns back into Jill. It's painful. Sari finds her and escorts her to the MAC.)
FORMAT: Whatever you'd like. I just default to paragraphs because I'm weird.
It was all so new to Jack, the idea of Jill being unable to keep him from being cooped up in a room. The idea that he was so wholly free. Sure, he was still only around for four days, but it was now four days that he could actually live. He could go to the park. He could eat greasy Chinese food. He could buy a motorcycle and drive it around . . . It was really just a shame that they were still underage so Jack couldn't buy himself porn.
Oh well, you take what you can get. When life gives you lemons and all that stuff.
Jack was wandering around in the City, hoping he didn't look too much like a dorky tourist and hoping that maybe (by some stroke of amazing luck) he would run into Ramie. Even though the answer had pretty much been a resounding no, some people had said that she might show up and if Jack knew Ramie (and he liked to think he did), then she would be wandering - just like he was currently.
Besides, it was a nice day outside and Jack had so little experience being outside that he was going to grab any chance he got to be outside. Jill just didn't appreciate how good she had it! Jack chuckled, oh Jill and her self-created sob stories . . . Well. None of that mattered. He and Jill were separate, that was part of the deal. He wasn't Jill with her asinine, girlish fears of acceptance. He was Jack.
And he was going to savor every moment of it.
It was probably for this reason that he failed to notice his body revolting against him as he began to spasm. Jill felt their shared body hit the floor as their abdomen contracted and their body morphed itself into something. In this between stage, she is not entirely sure of herself or who she is. Perhaps she is Jack? Maybe she's Jill.
Or maybe it doesn't matter, because the pain is building and the clothes wrapped around their body are becoming looser. She knows that she's on a street in an unfamiliar place and that it's probably not the greatest idea to scream, but the concrete of the street is digging into their back and she's flickering in and out of herself while the bones in their body shift and change into their usual form. So she screams. Or maybe it is Jack that screams, at the loss of the so recently found freedom that is now slipping through his fingers.
But it doesn't really matter who screamed because she is changed. And though the pain disappears when the transformation finishes, Jill still hurts. So she remains on the ground and closes her eyes.
"I am all girl."
The statement is true, for the moment.
WHERE: A street somewhere.
WHEN: backdated to forever ago aka night of April 4th.
WARNINGS: Font abuse. Major font abuse.
SUMMARY: Jack and Jill walk through the town, unaware that they are changing. Jack falls down and starts to drown and Jill wakes up soon after. (not artsy summary: Jack turns back into Jill. It's painful. Sari finds her and escorts her to the MAC.)
FORMAT: Whatever you'd like. I just default to paragraphs because I'm weird.
It was all so new to Jack, the idea of Jill being unable to keep him from being cooped up in a room. The idea that he was so wholly free. Sure, he was still only around for four days, but it was now four days that he could actually live. He could go to the park. He could eat greasy Chinese food. He could buy a motorcycle and drive it around . . . It was really just a shame that they were still underage so Jack couldn't buy himself porn.
Oh well, you take what you can get. When life gives you lemons and all that stuff.
Jack was wandering around in the City, hoping he didn't look too much like a dorky tourist and hoping that maybe (by some stroke of amazing luck) he would run into Ramie. Even though the answer had pretty much been a resounding no, some people had said that she might show up and if Jack knew Ramie (and he liked to think he did), then she would be wandering - just like he was currently.
Besides, it was a nice day outside and Jack had so little experience being outside that he was going to grab any chance he got to be outside. Jill just didn't appreciate how good she had it! Jack chuckled, oh Jill and her self-created sob stories . . . Well. None of that mattered. He and Jill were separate, that was part of the deal. He wasn't Jill with her asinine, girlish fears of acceptance. He was Jack.
And he was going to savor every moment of it.
It was probably for this reason that he failed to notice his body revolting against him as he began to spasm. Jill felt their shared body hit the floor as their abdomen contracted and their body morphed itself into something. In this between stage, she is not entirely sure of herself or who she is. Perhaps she is Jack? Maybe she's Jill.
Or maybe it doesn't matter, because the pain is building and the clothes wrapped around their body are becoming looser. She knows that she's on a street in an unfamiliar place and that it's probably not the greatest idea to scream, but the concrete of the street is digging into their back and she's flickering in and out of herself while the bones in their body shift and change into their usual form. So she screams. Or maybe it is Jack that screams, at the loss of the so recently found freedom that is now slipping through his fingers.
But it doesn't really matter who screamed because she is changed. And though the pain disappears when the transformation finishes, Jill still hurts. So she remains on the ground and closes her eyes.
"I am all girl."
The statement is true, for the moment.