Room 226, later that morning
Wyatt swung by his room later that morning, having spent the night two floors up with his girlfriend. As he walked through the door, he got the weirdest feeling that something wasn't right, but looking around, he didn't see anything out of place.
By then the curse on the bear had begun to affect his younger self in San Francisco. It sent ripples through time, changing the course of his life thus far, altering decisions and actions.
Then Wyatt himself physically changed, his clothes turning all black, his expression becoming darker. There was . . . unfortunate facial hair growth involved. He looked around the room, confused. Where the hell was he? How had he gotten here? Someone was going to answer for this. . . probably his damn brother.
[ooc: Door and post are open! Wyatt's looking like this now. His actual change is NFB, but not the fact that he'll be acting oddly if people come by. I have to disappear between 11:45 AM and 1:30 PM, but I'll be back after that.]
By then the curse on the bear had begun to affect his younger self in San Francisco. It sent ripples through time, changing the course of his life thus far, altering decisions and actions.
Then Wyatt himself physically changed, his clothes turning all black, his expression becoming darker. There was . . . unfortunate facial hair growth involved. He looked around the room, confused. Where the hell was he? How had he gotten here? Someone was going to answer for this. . . probably his damn brother.
[ooc: Door and post are open! Wyatt's looking like this now. His actual change is NFB, but not the fact that he'll be acting oddly if people come by. I have to disappear between 11:45 AM and 1:30 PM, but I'll be back after that.]