Dick had been coming back from frigid night patrol in Gotham when he suddenly felt something a bit off with the suit. At first he thought maybe it was just the usual weightless feeling he got from transporting but after a few seconds he realized he didn't just have weight again but a weight in his chest that hadn't been there before. It was then he really dreaded opening his eyes, reluctantly he turned his head downward and cracked his piercing blue eyes downward. His heart dropped at what his blank lensed eyes showed him;the once skin tight suit hung off him like a greek tunic except for the rounded pieces of flesh where his pectorials used to be, the cowl on his head feeling a bit tighter. Overall he felt like he did when he was robin and he had tried on the cowl. " Oh not again...not again..I can't be a woman again
( ... )
The Harpers returned from their day out in Central Park with Bruce but as Roy walked through their quaters he noticed that his clothes felt too big for his frame
( ... )
Ashitaka had only gotten used to the idea of the transporters. He usually walked everywhere he needed to go but now after so long here, he decided to try it... and what a mistake that seemed to be. No one else seemed to have these issue.
Ashitaka had noticed right away that he felt different and when he went to look at himself, he was horrified. He had thought something hadn't quite crossed over in the machine, or maybe he was just unused to the feeling of being transported via mechanics. But this oh gods no, this was frighteningly humiliating. He had to pull his clothes tighter over his now more slender form.
Right now, the ex prince turned 'ex princess' was curled up in a corner of an observation window, hiding herself as well as trying to fathom how this had happened and if it was even real.
Dick was headed quickly toward the bar when he saw Ashi curled up in the observation window. Skidding to a halt, his far more slender legs stumbling in his boots he turned around and came to the side of the young..Princess? What was this, Merry christmas we stole your packages? Dick's caring gaze was amplified by his femanine appearance as tilted his head to see the face of his friend.
" You ok Ashi?" Dick asked still surprised at the higher pitch of his voice as he put a hand on ashi's shoulder. The young prince had never had something like this happen to him, unlike dick who had pretty much seen it all.
Ben had activated the Omnitrix to change to Big Chill to see if he could find Kara. It had been a while since he'd last seen her, and recent events made him want to check up on her.
He wasn't surprised when the watch decided to mess with him, changing him into Echo Echo instead. However, there was a slight difference between his normal transformation and what happened now.
"Uh oh," he said, reaching up to squish one of the slight bulges on his chest. "Not good."
He changed back to himself and gaped when he realized that the bulges were still there. And his hips were wider, making his jeans fit oddly.
Horror swept across his face and he yelled at the watch, "Don't you dare get any ideas!"
The Omnitrix gave an indignant beep as if telling him it was angry at the insinuation.
Ben didn't trust it. Thanks to the Omnitrix, he'd learned that Necrofriggians had a kind of asexual reproduction. He'd already experienced the "joys" of motherhood and didn't want a repeat experience thank you very much.
Hi, decided to threadjack a bitnostoplightsDecember 18 2009, 19:38:15 UTC
Monoko heard the noises, and decided to go see what was going on. Otacon and Solid Snake left to get something, and it was kind of lonely by herself, even with her notepad. She also brought that along, just in case.
She saw the new "woman". She wasn't sure what was going on, and if something had happened. Maybe she could help! She clung tightly to the pen and paper she had, and slowly walked up to Ben. "Um... hello?"
Monoko shook her head. "No... just..." She frowned, playing with her hair a bit, before getting out her notepad, flipping it to a picture of her current caretakers. "Not here...went... went do so something."
Vekk knew that--to Humans and other races--Asura females and Asura males looked very much alike. (Some ignorant Humans even claimed that the Asura were either genderless or hermaphroditic.)
But Vekk, being an Asura himself, could easily tell the difference.
Trowa was also less then 'plussed' with his new body. The clown had little trouble adjusting, still moving as gracefully as always. But there was a trouble in his step and in his eyes that his thick mask just couldn't hide. This place was undermining him and his rights as a living creature and he didn't like it.
Finding a change of clothes that fit [as he was now shorter] was easy enough, but right now he was out looking for...something. For someone. For an answer.
Or for 'comfort' if he dare admit he'd want something like that. When he came across the Asura, instantly he knew he did indeed want something very much like that.
"You seem...unchanged?" he was surprised at the new pitch in his voice but he made no comment about it. He stepped around Vekk, looking him in the face "No... you're different somehow... they got you too huh?"
"So it would seem," Vekk said, scowling. Then he gave a quizzical look to the clown. "Strange though. You're the first non-Asura I've met who could tell the difference between the sexes."
He winced at the sound of his own voice. It was definitely far too feminine for his tastes. At least Asura female voices didn't get as high-pitched as those of some other races. Still, he would've preferred a voice like Oola's: lower-pitched even if it was slightly gravelly.
He studied Trowa's new appearance. "Hm...it changed your height as well to match that of a female."
FAIL on my part, gah. Just hang me or something...I deserve it.... Cute voice for Vekk btw.03_pokerfaceJanuary 5 2010, 02:09:39 UTC
"I can't say I can tell the difference between all Asura, I just seem to have an eye for differences with you. You are the only Asura I have met." he folded his arms and leaned back against the nearby wall.
"I have no comment on the height or the voice. These are the improvements of... that machine." he [she?] didn't seem very happy about the switch. Trowa preferred to be male, he was comfortable as one.
Monoko was probably the only one who hadn't realized she had changed so far. She was pretty young to be very much change at all for her. She didn't lose any breasts (because she didn't have any), she didn't gain muscles or fat, her voice was probably the same (maybe a bit crackly, but otherwise...), and over all, nobody just looking from the outside could see the difference, and she didn't even realize how much of a difference had even occurred.
However, her clothes did feel a bit uncomfortable, especially her skirt. She didn't understand why that was, and kept trying to adjust them. But, it still felt really weird down there...
[1/2] Self restraint - I have none.entro_pistDecember 20 2009, 21:59:06 UTC
Back entrance to CJ's Vintage Clothing, 10:37 pm; Mike Thompson was closing up shop for the night, literally turning the key in the deadbolt when the ice cold muzzle of a pistol was thrust against the back of his neck
( ... )
By the way his hostage stared, the Joker could tell this was going to be easier than expected. The man seemed to have relaxed a bit, as if being taken hostage by a woman somehow made the situation less threatening, and seemed plenty more eager to follow orders
( ... )
Just moments after Crane had passed by, the Joker emerged from a darkened alley that lie between festively lit shops. No one had come to investigate the scene yet, though he was sure at least one person on the street had heard the shots earlier. Apparently, even during the holiday season, people were jaded and this part of the city had probably seen its fair share of crime.
The Joker gave his keys a jingle. Now to find the brand new used car that was sure to be waiting for him somewhere. If only he knew where to start. Luckily, the keys themselves provided some helpful assistance. Key remote held up and aimed in no particular direction, he pressed the red button, waiting for one of the parked cars along the curb to make itself evident with noise and flashing lights. However, it must have been out of range because there came no response.
So down the street he sauntered, pointing the key remote this way and that and punching the button repeatedly. Still nothing. It had to be around
( ... )
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Ashitaka had noticed right away that he felt different and when he went to look at himself, he was horrified. He had thought something hadn't quite crossed over in the machine, or maybe he was just unused to the feeling of being transported via mechanics. But this oh gods no, this was frighteningly humiliating. He had to pull his clothes tighter over his now more slender form.
Right now, the ex prince turned 'ex princess' was curled up in a corner of an observation window, hiding herself as well as trying to fathom how this had happened and if it was even real.
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" You ok Ashi?" Dick asked still surprised at the higher pitch of his voice as he put a hand on ashi's shoulder. The young prince had never had something like this happen to him, unlike dick who had pretty much seen it all.
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He wasn't surprised when the watch decided to mess with him, changing him into Echo Echo instead. However, there was a slight difference between his normal transformation and what happened now.
"Uh oh," he said, reaching up to squish one of the slight bulges on his chest. "Not good."
He changed back to himself and gaped when he realized that the bulges were still there. And his hips were wider, making his jeans fit oddly.
Horror swept across his face and he yelled at the watch, "Don't you dare get any ideas!"
The Omnitrix gave an indignant beep as if telling him it was angry at the insinuation.
Ben didn't trust it. Thanks to the Omnitrix, he'd learned that Necrofriggians had a kind of asexual reproduction. He'd already experienced the "joys" of motherhood and didn't want a repeat experience thank you very much.
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She saw the new "woman". She wasn't sure what was going on, and if something had happened. Maybe she could help! She clung tightly to the pen and paper she had, and slowly walked up to Ben. "Um... hello?"
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He then saw the little "boy" and offered a smile. "Oh, uh. Hey. Sorry about that. You lost?"
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But Vekk, being an Asura himself, could easily tell the difference.
And Vekk was very displeased.
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Finding a change of clothes that fit [as he was now shorter] was easy enough, but right now he was out looking for...something. For someone. For an answer.
Or for 'comfort' if he dare admit he'd want something like that. When he came across the Asura, instantly he knew he did indeed want something very much like that.
"You seem...unchanged?" he was surprised at the new pitch in his voice but he made no comment about it. He stepped around Vekk, looking him in the face "No... you're different somehow... they got you too huh?"
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He winced at the sound of his own voice. It was definitely far too feminine for his tastes. At least Asura female voices didn't get as high-pitched as those of some other races. Still, he would've preferred a voice like Oola's: lower-pitched even if it was slightly gravelly.
He studied Trowa's new appearance. "Hm...it changed your height as well to match that of a female."
[[OOC: Voice sample . Skip to the Asura speaking (around 2:12).]]
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"I have no comment on the height or the voice. These are the improvements of... that machine." he [she?] didn't seem very happy about the switch. Trowa preferred to be male, he was comfortable as one.
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However, her clothes did feel a bit uncomfortable, especially her skirt. She didn't understand why that was, and kept trying to adjust them. But, it still felt really weird down there...
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Just moments after Crane had passed by, the Joker emerged from a darkened alley that lie between festively lit shops. No one had come to investigate the scene yet, though he was sure at least one person on the street had heard the shots earlier. Apparently, even during the holiday season, people were jaded and this part of the city had probably seen its fair share of crime.
The Joker gave his keys a jingle. Now to find the brand new used car that was sure to be waiting for him somewhere. If only he knew where to start. Luckily, the keys themselves provided some helpful assistance. Key remote held up and aimed in no particular direction, he pressed the red button, waiting for one of the parked cars along the curb to make itself evident with noise and flashing lights. However, it must have been out of range because there came no response.
So down the street he sauntered, pointing the key remote this way and that and punching the button repeatedly. Still nothing. It had to be around ( ... )
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