Looks better on you

[Cheshyre]

Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. BORED NOW!

All the fun people have had to go away... again.
The man in the red and black pajamas, the white castle, the dynamically stoned duo...
I don't have anyone to even pop over to that superbrother house thing right now!
No one interesting enough.
Floating around, BORED out of my little mind, I look for people to play with, but they just don't seem interesting enough to bother.
I need some people that have powers... these regular flesh bags just freak out, they don't want to play...
They aren't even as much fun to watch.
With just my mind focused on people with powers, I step into a small pocket 'wonderland' of my own creation, and look around.
Seeing a place with lots of interesting little super powers to play with, I step through another portal, back to the 'real world', and see a giant sign reading it aloud,

Graymalkin.

Stepping aside, I get a little robot gun thingy in my face telling me to HALT! and I giggle, tapping it on the top, and it follows me as I walk on by.
Oh, this place is NICE! and it's HUGE too!
And there's all these kids staring at me...
But they aren't interesting, not interesting like the ones I saw from my wonderland cubby hole.
And finally, I see two of them!
Oh look at how cute they are together too!
I walk right up to them, interrupting their sweet little hand holding moment.

And finally we meet!
Hi! I'm Cheshyre!
Very pleased to meet you!
You guys are just so cute I could puke pink fluff!
But, enough about me.

I rub my hands together, giving them a grin, as I move to bow, flourishing my top hat before me in the move.

This should be all about you.

When my hat opens, a purple fog lifts out, and dances around the cute ones, floating off to find the others I saw before as well, a sudden change happening each time it passed through...

And let the show begin!

And with that, I start to disappear, piece by piece, before their very eyes!
First my high heeled booted feet disappear, and then my trousered legs, suddenly the corseted torso is invisible, and I wave goodbye as my arms and hands fade from view, one more wink, before my head is gone, the top hat with it.
I'm not really gone.
But this wouldn't be fun, if they could see me the whole time.
They'd beg for me to stop... and that's no fun at all.
You see?

[Conduit]

* Ahh... what a wonderful afternoon*

* Back home, it's the lazy kind of afternoon you'd just want to go and settle down on the deck, or find a nice patch of grass somewhere and pass out for a while... well, if you didn't mind the sunburn and potential wasp stings. It's just the kind of day where you're not motivated to do anything.*

* But then, doing nothing isn't so fun if you don't have someone to not do it with.*

* Alice and I have been doing just that for most of it. Just kind of Hanging out, sitting in the courtyard, watching the grass grow, and talking. All kinds of things, some important, some not so... something we never really got a chance to take care of at the old grounds. For the first time in a while... I feel relaxed, and I think she feels the same. I adore the way she looks when she smiles... when she laughs, things that she hasn't really been doing enough of lately.*

* This is the kind of afternoon you'd never wish would end.*

* Then all of a sudden... this girl interrupts us. She says her name is Cheshyre... weird choice of name. She's dressed up in this gaudy getup... like some Mad Hattrress on her way to Mardi Gras. And hyper too... overenthusiastically acting like she's all excited to meet us, even if she describes our cuddliness as making her want to puke.*

* First Scuba-tank wearing organ thieves and now Johnny Depp's understudy . What are we.. a magnet for weird people or something?*

" Uhh... hi to you too.... Cheshyre. You, uh... you new here?"

* Right about then she gets this really creepy look on her face, rubbing her hands together with anticipation of something. Then takes a bow, as she tips her had to the both of us, telling us how this should be about the both of us. She tells us the Fun will begin, just as a purple haze starts lofting out and engulfs us.*

* Great... not only is she weird, but she's also tokking.*

* I move in front of Alice as we both cover our mouths, coughing a little bit. Despite my feeling a little weird as goes around and passes through us, there doesn't seem to be any substance to the stuff. I mean it's not like I've ever smoked it, but I know what it smells like. Farm-country has potheads too y'know. After a moment it heads off... parting and heading off in 5 other directions.*

* Suddenly, as I'm squeezing Alice's hand and shoulder... I... I can feel her flesh give. She... she doesn't feel like she normally does when she's shrunk like this.... not dense or cold, like stone... but, warm and soft. I look over to Alice... looking into her eyes... my face completely blank. I... I want to talk... I want to ask her if she's ok... I want to say SOMETHING.... but I'm just too dumfounded... too scared to articulate what I want to say.*

* Then this 'Cheshyre' speak up... snarking about how 'the show begins', before she starts disappearing right in front of us... just like the cat thats her namesake, waving at us the whole time. First her feet, then legs, waist, arms, and finally the head. Just 'Poof', like that. Gone... but... something still doesn't feel right. Almost like...*

* Suddenly, my focus is thrown elsewhere... when the student body behind us erupts into mass screaming hysteria. I turn to see whats going on. Is it another attack like back in Massachusetts? More doomsday-loving crazy people? And... well.... lets just say I get an eye-full. EVERYBODY is getting an eye-full.*

" ...uho..."

[Girlzilla]

Things have been settling down. Every day, it gets a little easier to get up in the morning, my nights free of nightmares for the most part. Before you know it, everything that happened, everything I had done will be forgotten and I can move on. I dont think its just me either, you can see a lot of people are starting to relax. Even though most people dont remember, most everyone has enough sense to tell that something went down, something bad. But evntually that feeling will pass.

Its a nice day, and Im spending it with Chris, sitting outside in the warm pacific breeze, chatting aimlessly about nothing. Other students are walking around, enjoying their weekend. Some are doing homework in the shade, another group is tossing a football around. More amazing, since it hasnt escelated to the point where everyones trying to one up eachother, powers going off left and right. If you didnt know better, this was just another school. And it was nice. I close my eyes for a moment, dozing off a little.

With a bit of a start, Im awoken, and just like that my sense of calm was cracked. I jumped slightly, feeling a sudden panic grip me. But my eyes open and nothing is a miss. Im still right where I had been sitting a moment before. No screams in the air, just birds, insted of blood and fire, the sweet smell of freash cut grass. And in front of me is a young girl Ive never seen before, with an eccentric style of dress and a lackadazical grin. relax...everyhtings fine

The girl introduces herself, and If I had the chance to get a word in edgewise, I'd have responded as well. But she just babbled on in a sing-song tone, and I cant help but giggle a little, finding her jolly disposition quite refreashing. But just as I did so, things turned. Cheshyre tiped her hat, and out of it came this empherial violet mist. And Im suddenly paralyzed. My first instinct was a mix of suprise, just a hint of alarm. But there was another thought. Barely a whisper, but one that insisently pressed its way to my awareness. It sensed danger, and coldly urged me to strike down the source of my discomfort.

Just as quickly as the moment came, it was gone. Chris had already moved to cover me, though In my smaller state, I'd have been better off covering him. The fog wafts around us, moving with a clear purpose. And then it hits me all at once. The breeze against my facce, the grass under my feet, the slight shifting of the soil below that. Chris's hand, rich and viberent, each ridge of his palm unique and new. I felt dizy from it all, but more alive than I could remember being. It was like having lived for years in a symphony hall, and suddenly being able to hear the music.

But my own euphoric rush is cut short. Because Cheshyre is gone, disappeared right before us. It wouldnt matter though, she could be polkadotted and doing handstands, and nobody would have noticed. Because The whole world had been turned upsidedown, and as I looked accrost the grounds, my eyes widened.

And for the first time since I dont know when, someone made me feel small.

[Kami]

Everyone's been 'settling' into the new place pretty nicely, given that half of us seem almost zombie-like in how we try to adjust.
We got the boxes of 'personal salvage' recovered from the X-Mansion last week, and I've been dreading going through the stuff labeled mine.
Figuring that Alice doesn't deserve to have her first indoor room cluttered with ugly boxes, I've finally steeled myself to going through it.
I'm not looking forward to going through stuff that the old 'me' held dear. As long as I have my Axe, the rest of this shit could have stayed in that dump.
Dr. Grey doesn't agree. She thinks it will be 'good for me' to at least go through and decide what's trash, instead of throwing it all away unseen.
'A walk down memory lane'.
Bah.
I open a box and find cloths inside.
Most cloths are designed for regular bodies, without tails. Without fur.
None of the things that were 'skin tight' on me before, will work on me now, cramming fur into tight things isn't remotely comfortable.
I do find a couple hip hugging skirts that might work... fitting just barely under my tail...
I toss the box aside, my new muscle system making it seem like almost nothing.
I'll let Alice dig through this stuff, see if there's anything she can use before it's tossed.
The smaller box next to the cloths is all cosmetics.
Sometimes, in the right venue, stage makeup was just fun to play with.
Can't put makeup over fur. Another box tossed aside for Alice to inspect.
The last box is full of different things, amazingly, at the top, is a notebook, the newer notebook... I got it to replace the one I lost a long time ago.
I sit on my bed with a heavy thump as I pull it open.
I was in the middle of writing several songs. Tabs for my Axe with lyrics...
A sheet of paper with my scribbled handwriting, showing words that rhyme with blue and fur, and other silly notions.
Without even sifting through the rest, I put the notebook back on top, close the box, and shove it under my bed.
That task done, it's time for a jog.
I still have the constant need to physically move.
My tail helps this urge, flicking back and forth allot, but that doesn't help that my new muscles need physical exercise that hiding in the room just won't get me.
Dressing in a tiny pair of shorts (still needing them to accommodate my tail) and a sports bra, I put my image inducer on, and hit the button.
Amazing how it makes me look human, a complete illusion, and yet, the cloths I'm wearing shows through.
I look over myself in the mirror, always looking for a seem showing, a glitch, and always coming back with nothing more than the perfect image of what I used to be.
Shaking my head, I move outside, stopping to stretch first, before taking off at a medium jog.
It's a nice day, the weather has been great here in San Fran. My eyes pass over all the students out enjoying the fresh air.
In the middle of jogging, I see an odd purple fog floating, and move to jog around it, (Because let's face it, who KNOWS what it is, in a place like this.) but it seems to follow me, floating all around me, before dissipating to nothing.
As soon as it dissipates, some-thing's very wrong.
The simultaneous feel of losing a full body of fur, along with my 'Kinetic Sense' dumbfounds me.
Even in the shorts and tank top, suddenly fur-less I get a 'naked' feeling, not to mention a sudden 'blindness' as I lose the feel of everything moving around me.
Before I'm able to process what's happened already, everything gets tight... really tight, and that's when I realize I'm growing!
I let out a squeak, as I start to feel my collar choking me, and panic sets in.
I'm not panicking because I am suddenly being strangled by everything on my body, but because I realize I have to take the collar off, now.
I haven't taken it off since he put it on me... I...
The need to breath finally becomes to big of an issue to ignore, I have no other way to stop choking, so I finally reach behind my neck and hit a series of buttons, and the collar falls in my hand, now the size of a ring, instead of a collar, and I'm still growing.

What?

It doesn't take long before my cloths can't handle the strain, and land to the ground in shreds, as I get taller, I can see everything of Graymalkin.
And what do ya know, Graymalkin can see everything of me too!
I sway a bit, light headed from the choking, and thinner oxygen at this level, and take a huge step back, the ground thundering out loud as I catch my balance, the earth sinking to create indentations around my feet.
I cringe, and for a moment I stand frozen, not moving, looking all around my to make sure everyone's out of sure-death range, and seeing everyone's eyes on me, I'm suddenly more aware of my stance...
I'm not one to be bothered by nudity, it's natural, but from this angle they can see right up my.... For the sake of decency, I move to close my legs, my arm over my chest, as I feel something sharp in my foot.
Jumping with a high pitched

OW!

I lift one foot into the air behind me, keeping my legs closed to the knees, looking over my shoulder at it, to find a shrub stuck in it... at this size, it's like a big thorn really...
Careful to keep my arm over my breasts, still holding my collar as gently as I can, I move my other hand to take it in my fingertips, pulling it out as I would a regular thorn, dropping it to the ground, letting the slight trickle of blood go, as I move my hand back to covering my no longer completely intimate parts.
Standing on one foot, afraid to move for all the earth shattering I've already done, I let out a rather shocked,

What the FUCK is going on?

And realize my voice is allot louder at this size, my hand covering my mouth instantly as I feel myself turn as red as my hair.
Great... I can't talk either!
Seriously... what the hell is going on?

[Duncan]

Duncan sighed, his version of mumbling under his breath, as he ran the charcoal over the rough paper in front of him again. He was sitting in the room he shared with Chris, the blinds pulled and only his desk light on as he worked. He preferred it dark when he was working with the charcoals, it made the white of the paper stand out more drastically between the lines.

It was quiet, the way he liked it lately, and he imagined that Chris was out with Alice, probably sitting int eh grass and being sickly romantic. Wasting time and socializing. He could understand wasting time, but he still avoided socializing as if it were a danger to his well being. And, in all reality, there was a possibility that it was. He had a tendency to shut people down the minute he opened his mouth.

As a form became visible on the paper, carved out of the darkness so that the empty spaces were creating the image, he stopped and looked down at the result of his work- and then set the charcoal down and pushed away from the desk with an exasperated sigh.

Again?

Every time he let his hands do what they wanted he ended up with the same thing, the same shapes appearing on the paper. If he cleared his head he always found the same person creeping forward to fill it, and it was becoming more than just irritating. He didn't like the signs of obsession that kept creeping up on him. In frustration, he peeled open the aluminum wrapper of a mini peanut butter cup and popped it into his mouth. He didn't even notice he was doing it until he felt the rush of chocolate and peanut butter ease his nerves a little. He sighed again, and started to settle back down into his chair when his entire body tensed.

He hadn't seen the strange cloud of purple . . . essense? power? . . . but he had felt it move through him, he had felt the offness of it, and he had felt the emptiness left in it's wake. It wasn't a compelte emptiness, there was something left behind, but somehow he felt as though some one had ripped all of his limbs from his body and only given him one back . . and it wasn't even his.

He stumbled as he pushed his chair back with a screech, a hand slamming down on the desk as he braced himself so he wouldn't topple over from the speed of his move. It took a moment of dizziness for him to realize what was wrong, what was missing, and for almost a full minute he felt elation. For a moment he felt free of his recent concerns, his recent misgivings about his power. He knew, instinctively, that his power was gone. There was something there but it wasn't his, and he was relieved . . . .he was actually relieved to be rid of it.

And then he heard heard something outside, and he knew he had to be going crazy. There was no way . . . no freaking way . .

He ran for the closest exit, his feet skidding as he nearly hit the door. He started to reach out to it with his power to make it disappear, having forgotten the elation he had felt a moment ago when he had realized his power was missing . . having forgotten it was even missing. He grunted as he miscalculated his skid and slammed into the door anyway, throwing it open with his body weight.

Something was very wrong with what he saw. It took him a moment to register what it was, and then his eyes made their way, very slowly and very carefully, up a very long, very large leg. If he could have blinked he would have, but he was having a hard time remembering how to do anything. Standing above him- Hell, standing above EVERYONE, was a very large, very naked . . . Kami.

This had to be a joke, and he wasn't laughing. As a matter of fact, he wasn't thinking at all. It wasn't until she yelled in surprise and irritation that he regained some level of control over his physical and mental functions. And even that was up for debate at the moment.

"You have got to be kidding me."

[Hawthorn]

Sitting under a California laurel tree on a warm sunny afternoon reading up on new herbs which I could use to help heal wounds, once and a while I look up from reading seeing the other X-kids enjoying the afternoon. I kind of find myself day dreaming a little as I look up at the beautiful blue sky watching the puffy white clouds drifting by.

I sigh happily there’s nothing like sitting under a tree or in Storm’s herb garden and totally curling up and reading a good book or even do homework. Timber had dozed off in his travel cage. On day’s like today where I can be outside, I have little friend with me. These are the days I like best, but the best are when I had spent days like this with my father I still miss him a lot but I know I have to move on in life I will make him proud.

Marking the page where I left off in the book setting it down, I stand up and stretch a little then I sit back down getting out my homework that’s need to be finished for tomorrow’s classes, picking up my pen as I work on the first assignment.

I hear a scream looking up and I see a purple haze floating in the air. I see Kami is as tall as Alice, okay what in the blue blazes is going this not good and not right. As the purple haze is getting closer to me, closing the door to Timber’s travel cage, pushing as but as gently as I could to get my little friend out of harm’s way, the haze surrounds me I cough and gag for a moment or two. The haze fades away, shaking my head. Suddenly I feel really dizzy like I’m going to pass out I lean up against the tree, “what the crap?” I muttered usually if I feel slightly ill my healing powers kick in but they haven’t kicked which is unusual, making sure taking my hand and I rake my hand on the bark and cut my hand open, that’s when my powers usually kick in but they don’t.

I start to panic on the inside, what in the freaking blue blazes is wrong and going on why won’t my powers kick in?[/color] I try to stay calm my heart is totally pounding. Come on Sidney keep your cool there has to be an answer as to why your powers are not working, yeah there has to be.[/color] After thinking that and out of the wild blue yonder I suddenly feel really hot like my body is on fire I quickly take off my tee-shirt.

My eyes widen until they look like saucers as I smell smoke. Looking to my hand that is on the tree trunk, seeing that my arm is on fire and is burning the bark I quickly take my hand off and that’s when I see my body is on fire, “OH MY FREAKING GOD! I’m totally on fire! Hot, hot, hot, hot tomallies!” I stammer the words out of my mouth, I now in a total panic attack yelling out, “How the hell do I turn this off!” I drop to the ground making sure it was dirt not grass rolling around in the dirt trying to put the fire on my body again yelling out in terror, “No, No, No! Just No this is not right or my powers! This is Missy’s Fire crotch’s Missy’s bad attitude, missy’s hot tempered powers! I’m soo totally screwed!”

[Firekat]

* Oh GAG ME this is so lame...*

* An afternoon like this I should be outside enjoying myself, meeting up with some of my new Friends in town, turning heads and the mall and spending some of my weekly allowance. But NOOOO. Here I am, stuck in my room, and left to suffer reading some stupid book about some kid in a field. GAWD this is so booring! I mean... this stupid book doesn't even make any sense! What does that hairball think I'm going to get out of this anyway?*

* Not my fault this got put on the back burner... there are more important things than reading moldy literature ya know. But the old bat's still got it out for me, started cracking down with late assignments, and now THEY expect ME to read half this book before Monday.*

* Gawd why can't those pink robots come in and exterminate me right now?*

* As I'm sitting here, drowning in a sea of old outdated literature... I can't help but notice something creeping up under the door. Looking over I just see some purple smoke, and I cringe. Bad enough the kinds of looses we have out here, now we have pot heads too? Oh that is IT! They are going to find out what 'lit up' means in a few moments. I get up and I storm up to the door... swinging it open wide, ready to give these stoner's a piece of my mind..*

* Except there's nobody there... Nobody smoking anyway.*

* The smoke just huddles at my feet for a little bit, then disappears to... wherever I don't care. I just slam the door and head back to my desk. UGH... even if we are in Frisco this place is still pretty lame. I start to sit down when I feel a burning sensation on my chest... starts like when your arm falls asleep then starts growing in intensity, like Mega heartburn. Something that like, shouldn't be happening, all I HAD today was a muffin. I get up... Making my way to the bathroom to get a drink. I'm not even through the glass before it settles... but then I start itching all over my chest. Like I rolled around on insulation or something.*

* My hand barely makes contact with my skin, and I watch in the mirror as the color drains completely from my face. I can feel... something horribly... horribly wrong. What should be soft and subble... suddenly feels scaley... dry... hard, like... like some giant scab. For the first time in a while... I... I feel cold running through my body... as I pull up my shirt, and take a good look at my belly*

* A scream echoes through the halls... a blood-curdling scream of such intensity I think the windows rattled*

* It's... it's so horrible... so ugly... I... I can barely stand to look at it.... My... my belly, my soft, supple belly... scarred even further by... Scales, hard yellow scales... like... like a snake....running across.... and fading as they reach my sides... latched on there by thick and ugly veins... they branching out like roots.... hooking this... this horror onto me. I stumble backward, out into my room... I can hear screaming... outside... like... like more people are staring at this, when a sudden tremor rips through the building... sets...sets me off balance.... and I shove my arm through my window.*

* I yell out again s I feel the glass tearing through my skin... blood everywhere.... but soon... that's the least of my worries.*

* I feel it again... that same numb burning sensation... coming over my arm... except like... a hundred times worse... the shards of glass begin to be neatly pushed out of the wounds... sealing themselves up.... but it doesn't stop there.... I... I tear up... horrified as I watch my arm start to twist... muscles beginning to bulge up... Scale over.... becoming all... Slimey.... my fingers begin to ache... snapping sounds echo as they twist... extending into... into these horrible tentacles. What was my elbow splits open.... this.... this big steak-knife shaped bone just tearing out from it.*

* I'm screaming and crying for so long it hurts to speak... when... when it's all done my arm is... I can't recognize it... it's some giant... ugly mass.... I can hear people knocking... asking whats wrong... wanting to come in... but... I tell them to go away... I... I can't be seen like this... I... I don't WANT to be seen like this. I... I don't know what happend.... I... I don't care to know... this.... this is just some horrible nightmare.... it... it has to be....*

*...It just has to be...*

[Hastur]

Ohhh...this is so confusing

I grumble, staring at my mathbook with an exasperated sigh. The teachers here dont make any sense. X is a letter, you use it in words and spelling. Its not supposed to get mixed in with math. But they keep sticking it in there, and expect me to answer it. I try and explain how they have it mixed up, and they answer that x can be any number. And they say it like that should make perfect sense to me.

A lot of people around here are really confused, especially a little while ago when we had to leave the old school. Everyone was really upset and rushing around, and they wouldnt tell me anyhting. Whenever I asked, they'd say they we're to busy, or they didnt know. I think they just didnt want to tell me because they think Im a kid.

Well you know what? If they dont want to answer my questions, then Im not going to answer their stupid X questions. I bet they just put X in there because they like it so much. Seems that people are always talking about X-something or other, and a lot of the teachers have an X shape on their cloths somewhere.

And since Im not going to do their stupid homework, that means I can go outside! Throwing away my stupid book, I quickly put my shoes on, making sure to put the rabbit around the tree before it goes back in the whole, and then do the same with the other laces. I remember to lock my door, just like Sheena told me. She's really nice, and can play a lot of fun music. And the best part is that a while ago she grew a bunch of fur and now she's all soft and fluffy, like a big stuffed animal!

As Im going down the hall, I run into this purpilish cloud, and It makes my nose tingle a little bit as it goes by. I try not to, but I cant help but feel myself about to..to...


A-CHOO!

Suddenly, theres this big yellowish bump infront of my face. I try and touch it, but this furry hand comes in and grabs it first. And I can feel both of them! Oh Wow, this is New. Thats my hand Im seeing, all covered in hair. And its touching my...nose mouth thing...like a dog has. Even more amazing is the smell. I wahsed my hands after breakfast, but I can still smell the pancakes and syrupp on them. Looking down, I see tuffs of fur poking up out of my dress, covering every inch of me. Behind my back I can feel a breeze going back and forth, and I turn around only to find its still behind me. No matter how quickly I spin, It keeps staying out of sight. I look over my shoulder after having gotten dizzy with all the spinning, and I find a big flffy tail!

And you might think that this was the cool part. But what happened next was even more cooler! Because When I tried to skip down the halls and feel the wind in my fur, I jumped all the way to the ceiling, and didnt come back down! I could fly! I was like dumbo, except more of a fox than an elephant. I bounced a little off the walls, but I managed to shoosh down the hall, making sounds like an airplane as I did. I dont know what was happening, but it sure was fun!

But the more I bounced around, the faster and faster I went. It stopped being fun,and I tried to stop myself, but I couldnt. All my flailing just started turning me around, and I couldnt tell at all which way I was going! I ricochet around a corner and sort of felt something else moving, and realized I was heading towards it. There was a loud crack as I hit a door or something, followed quickly by a thump and then a crash. All I could tell was I was outside, and I seemed to be dragging someone around with me.

By this point I was crying out for someone to make it stop, not sure what to do or what was going on. I saw something really big infront of me as I spun, a second before I hit it. I felt dazed and...hurt. But I didnt feel the tingleing that usually happens when I get hurt, insted the bump on my head just stayed there. I looked around, finding myself in a big pair of hands, but these we're attached to Sheena, not the brown haired girl from the beach trip. And next to me, the other person I'd dragged along, was the mean red haired Kat girl...or part of her. The othe rhalf of her looked like...well...me, sometimes.

I kind of want to go back to Math with X's...its less confusing.

[Beast]

[glow=navy,2,300]"'the components are compatible,' Hmmm......bunsen burner....Interesting."[/glow]

I suppose we all have our misdeeds, and embarrassments. One might consider this notebook as one of my own. I found it almost a year ago now, and I've not yet had the chance to return it to its rightful owner...not that I don't know who it belongs to. Even if I hadn't run fingerprints and DNA scans on it, Kami's writing style...and unusual scent would point it out as hers...provided I somehow missed the six inch long 'Drowning Jocks'stickers on the side. No, I'm well aware of who it belongs to. The question lies with how to return it. This book was written in confidence, and accidentily or not i've violated that confidence...and found some things that as...just a bit embarrassing in the result. Bluntly put, it'd appear that Sheena had a crush on a blue furred mutant at the time of this writing...and I suspect it was not Kurt. That I know this fact, doesn't tell me her current feelings on the subject...or even with her current anatomical changes make her any more available to me. For that to be the case I'd need to be available to her. Which I'm not....I don't think...

This is all terribly confusing. Why can't relationships be so simple as algebraic formula? Solving for X would be so much...

My thoughts are broken through as I hear a loud, booming voice outside. One that aside from volume sounds very much like Sheena...in a quite angry state. Thats probably not good...

Without further thought I move to the open window, swinging myself effortlessly out of the second floor, and taking advantage of a trellis to swing nimbly down to the ground floor...and straight through a purple cloud.

Oh dear...

My clothing and fur evaporate around me...leaving of all things a sequinned tuxcedo...and top hat.....what the devil?

I'm just taking in this element when I chance to look up...and find a very different surprise to my eye. One that brings more than a little blush to my features...and does nothing to ease the conflict of before.

[glow=navy,2,300]"Oh my stars and garters...."[/glow]

[Cyclops]

*sighs*"For the last time, it's the L429-B lithium power cell. It's the same one I ordered from you people last week....I understand that there has to be adequate time for deliver, but since that unit doesn't have the nitrogen-based cooling system, it's capable of being handled through regular shipping methods...THE B UNIT, NOT THE A!...Yes! Yes, that's right. Graymalkin Industries. *sighs* Thank you. Good-bye."

I hate having to repeat myself, especially when trying to correct a problem that shouldn't have existed in the first place. You order items from Stark Industries for years, but once you change addresses, you become a complete stranger. Corporations, don't know how Warren puts up with them, even if he own one or two. But really, all this is doing is compounding the fact that the backup generators in north eastern section are still down, which I have to finish before lining the sensor grid through that area and put the security systems at full. That areas been a blind-spot in our systems for a month now, and it's eating away at me. Not to mention the fact that I have to speak with the food distributors about finalizing a delivery schedule, over see the final upgrades with Forge, proper class scheduling for the next term, AND see about getting approval from NASA reps. on gaining access to there information network.

Seems like the paperwork and schedules and equipment invoices are burying me alive these days. The never-ending Hell of pointless bureaucracy and dealing with incompetents, all in the name of building an whole new environment for the X-Men. The job of ironing out every, small minuet detail that crops up out of nowhere and puts an entire project in on hold. *grumbles* As soon as this place is an prime shape, I need to take my mind of all this. Maybe a few sessions in the danger room...

My train of thought is barely broken at the sounds of crashing and loud, deep shouting coming from outside. A distraction would be good right now, but not in the form of a surprise attack. I'd love it if this place was finished and perfect for a minute before some idiot comes a wrecks the place. But none the less, I spring from the chair in my office and race to the elevator to the ground floor. By that time, I hear profanity coming from the same deep voice. Strangely enough, it sounded like Sheena, but that couldn't have been the case. But low, I was mistaken as I got outside and saw a sight that made any other concerns I had minutes prior rather...small in comparison.

"What the hell?"

My focus eventually turned to the other children close by, and saw that they too were suffering a sort of 'identity crisis.' Each seem to have acquired another person's attributes somehow. The worse off seems to be Kathryn, who must of acquired Robin's...uh, misfortunes. But as I move towards them, a strange thing is happening. It must be the fact that I've seen many things and been through weirder situations, but I don't seem as upset as I usually get in a crisis. Far from it, I actually seem calm, for a change...very calm...very placeint...it's, like, very weird....

Wait. Did I just say 'like' like Jubilee?

Hehe. 'Like' like. Weird.

I look up again at Sheena and I get a different feeling coursing through my mind. It compels me to reach into my pants to get my phone. My khaki pants, which appear to be cargo shorts now, were barely hanging on me while my polo shirt has become a tight, grayish wife-beater. Don't know where these threads came from, but I bet I look bitchin' in them.

What the fuck? Why am I using words like 'threads' and 'bitchin'', and why do I know what 'threads' are?

Anyway, I quickly pull out the phone from my shorts...so that I can take a picture of this awesome giant naked chick. I was far enough away that I got most of her frontal view down to the top of her knees. The picture came out great, but her good stuff were covered up.

"Hey, Sheena-baby! I'll see to it you have all A's this semester if you flash us real quick!"

Hehe. How awesome would that be? A set of giant tits on my phone? That'd be sweeeeeeet....

[Cheshyre]

The dears actually try to talk back to me, and I feel bad, but just for a moment, on disappearing so soon.
It would be nice to just sit and chat, have some tea... make some friends...
They really do seem to be friendly. Well, most of them anyhow.
But again, the moment for feeling bad about possible friendships lost is past, because the fun has begun!
The two that saw me, haven't noticed much change yet, but there's all sorts of other chaos and mayhem happening now!
One chick is large and nude, a kid's on fire that doesn't burn him!
And some little furry girl, oh she's soooo cudwy wuddly, has bounced herself and a horrible Japanese tentacle monster almost straight out of the scene!
I giggle with glee as I watch, until I sense others being alerted.
2 adults... with LOTS of battle experience, their reaction proving that superb reflex you can only get from experience... but I can't have them fixing things.
Oh no, that wouldn't be fun at all, you see?
Switching their powers wouldn't be as amusing as the kids for me either... so how shall I take care of this development?
I tap my forehead, though most unseen by anyone, before a grin presents itself to my features.
My purple smoke hits them too, switching them... not their powers... exactly... though powers too... it's more like switching their personalities all together, making them their own opposite.
Oh yeah, this is getting better and better!
I float, still unseen, above them all, sitting on a cloud I eat candied colored popcorn as I watch.
You know? The kind they usually only put out on that fat man's holiday? and then they waste it by using it for decoration on dead trees that they killed?
I knew you'd see.

[Conduit]

* I think my brain shut off....*

* I'm just standing there, my mouth hanging wide open, maybe drooling a little, and I'm staring. I know deep down somewhere that what I'm doing is wrong... but... the overly-abundant amount of hormones in my brain have just gone into overload, blocking out all logical thought. Leading me to just stare up at Kami's now furless... and ... NAKED ... form. The curves... the naughty bits... her... buxom glory.... out for all to see. But... she's a freind... she's my Girlfriends roommate... I... I shouldn't BE staring but... that... that's what I'm doing... *

* I start feeling... especially uncomfortable... down there, y'know. And that's about when the higher functions of my brain start to kick in. Oh GOD I've been Ooogling Kami!!! I... I shouldn't be looking... blast if we could only cover her up... just cover my eyes and start thinking un-sexy Nerdy thoughts... yeah... that's it! Well... I get the nerdy down, but Carrie Fisher in her slave gear isn't exactly un-sexy. Dang it this won't help anything!!!*

* All of a sudden I hear crashing, and screaming, and then all the cat calls and whistles give away to dead silence. And I can feel all eyes bearing down on me....*

* I peek out from under my hands.... and I start stammering again, but this time... for an entirely DIFFERENT reason. Good thing... Kami isn't naked anymore.... only now she's wearing a faithful reproduction of the 'Slave Leia' getup from ROTJ.*

" ...no way... I... I didn't just... did I?"

* I turn a pale while as I stammer, feeling all the other teenage perverts glaring daggers at me from the crowd.... and one a little closer than that. All of a sudden I feel a sharp jolt in my shoulder... like I just got slapped with a tire iron, accompanied by an all too familiar burning sensation. But... this is different than it has been reccently... instead of just absorbing the current... I seize up, the current forcing it's way through my body a second before I'm sent flying backward into a recently planted shrubbery. Like I'd been hit with a cattle prod.*

* I try to shake off the little canaries fluttering around my head, as I lay in this undignified position... and I look up, looking numbly back at Alice.... smoke rising up from the hand she just struck me with... a hand that shimmers like metal in the daylight sun.*

* And I just stare back at her... the literal shock beginning to give way to the psychological kind of shock, and fear over what just went down.... as I stammer out the only words that pop into my head*

"...what... what's going on?"

[Girlzilla]

Have you ever had one of those dreams where it seems like everything is happening to you, but your watching it all from a third persons perspective? That is exactly how I feel right now, watching Kami swell right before my eyes, the strain on her clothing as it bursts and rips, watching her grow upwords till she's towering above the schoolgrounds, stipped down to her skin, and that includes her fur. Its almost like a sensation of deja vu. Watching this unfold before me, Ive had similar things happen to me before, though Ive never had this misfortune of ending up so exposed. The whole expansion must have taken no more than 15 seconds, but for each moment that it happened, the school was almost dead silent as everyone watched with either amazment, perverse thoughts, or simply eperienced a crippling confusion.

My mind wonders, dumbfounded, and what Do I spy? Chirs is absolutly mesmerized by what he's seeing, and theres no prizes for guessing eactly where his eyes are pointed. I never figured myself as much the jealious type, and a rational part of me even recognizes that he cant really be blamed for staring. Even so, he could at least try and act a bit more respectful. I give a small, annoyed cough, trying to get his attention. Nothing. Now that gets a little anger stirring, as I reach out to give him a bit of a shove, hopefully snapping him back to his senses.

And my hand explodes. A shower of sparks comes shooting out of me as I make contact, as I literally feel every last volt come rushing through my bones and into chris, knocking him backwords, his whole body twitching as he lands with a very undignified thump in the middle of one of the shrubbery dotting the grounds. Looking at my outstreached hand, its gained a metalic coating, reflecting the sunlight that plays accrost it, as well as the smoke raising up from my palm. A moment passes where we just look at eachother, neither of us possessing enough brainpower to even form a cohearent idea of what had just happened.

Chris is the first to manage to put our confusion into words, which helps me snap back to the present. I shake my head, feeling like Im in a daze, having trouble putting words together.

I dont know...everythings...wrong

I keep reaching to find something to grasp onto with my thoughts, anything to start building an idea of what was happening around me. Kami's now dressed in wha tI can only describe as a metalic G-string, which covers her more private areas, although such coverage extends to absolutly nothing else. There is something in her hands, though from this angle, I cant see what. My thoughts bounce back and forth, before finally latching onto a plan of action.

We should group up....figure out something. Find out what to do

Im not sure if its the plain shock of it all, or the flood of sensation that continues to overwhelme me, but even concentrating as hard as I could manage I felt like I was still in a fog. I had no idea what we were going to do if we got together. I just decided to do it. I needed to feel like I was doing something.

I stared walking towards kami. In part, it was because she's my closest friend. I think I recognized that, with her training under Dr. McCoy, she'd have a million times better grasp of what could be happening. And, Im afraid to admit, I went towards her because she was the only clear landmark I could concentrate on.

As I Walked towards her, I tried to get my now giant friend's attention. Raising my hand to my lips, I tried to give a whistle. The only thing I accomplished was nearly blowing my head up as another bolt of thunder came blasting out. It seemed to pass through my face without causing much harm, heading into my bones where I felt it soak in. Still kncoked me flat on my ass, and Im fairly certain that every hair on my head is now standing up.

It did have one bright side though, finally kocking some sense into me. Kami was gigantic, I was shooting lightning. Somehow our powers had been scrambled up. I got back to my feet slowly, looking up towards kami taking a deep breath, I shout upwords.

Kami! Down here, Its alice!
A momentary amusment passes through me. I have to yell up to get someones attention. Everything I have come to understand about my life has been turned on its head.

Sit down, We gotta figure out what the hell is happening here! Our powers, there all mixed up

[Kami]

Even as I'm covering myself I can hear the cat calls.
Is that... Mr. Summer's voice telling me to flash them? No... it can't be...
Most girls would be absolutely embarrassed at this, but I'm not really... I'm more shocked and bewildered... the covering is more for decency than embarrasment... These are kids staring at me after all.
And that's why, when at this height, as I see a flaming ball of Sidney screaming, I drop the modest act, no longer caring about my nudity, acting instead on instinct, I do the only thing that comes to mind, and I spit on him.
At this size, it's enough to put the fire out.
I try really hard to keep my voice low as I whisper,

Sorry Sidney!

I want to get him medical attention, to see how bad the burns are, but I'm too big. There's nothing more I can do to help him.
What's going on here? Healers don't just spontaneously combust...
And I don't get big... Alice does...
Just as my mind is starting to make connections, Something shoots at me, and I jump back, catching a ball of screaming, shaking the ground yet again, as I feel something forming over my body, and I hold both hands up to look down.

What now?

I notice I'm clothed, if you can call it that, but the screaming draws me back to what I've caught in my hand, and I look down, all color drains from my face as my eyes go wide.
It takes allot of effort to keep from dropping everything.
My collar in one hand, Robin and... is that Kat? In the other.
I really can't focus on Kat's plight, even as spikes that shouldn't be there tear into my hand, it doesn't even register, my mind just snaps, and everything goes into complete shock.
Robin's got my fur..... Robin's got my powers!
I don't notice that my breathing pattern takes on an edge of shock, near hyperventilating, and I forget to try to lower my voice, as I start to ramble.
I'm not sure if I'm talking to them, or to myself, my brain's too numb to care.

Calm down. Just calm down...

I hold the two of them as gently as I can, as I sink slowly to my knees,

Oh dear Gods! Just relax.

My breathing still coming rather harshly, it really hits me: Robin's got my powers!
I didn't get my powers until I was 19... and Robin's sooo young...
She can't possibly fathom...

I can't control my powers... we... we... we're all going to die... I can't stop it!
Robin, I'm so sorry!
Try... Try not to think... just relax.
Oh gods, I'm so sorry!

It's taken me a long time, and the worst conditions ever, to finally gain control of my kinetics. (And even then, I still use my collar to turn them off when I go to sleep so I don't tear the place up over my nightmares.)
And now they are just stripped away. So far from my control, they aren't even mine anymore.
Robin's going to hurt someone... maybe everyone... and she's going to end up like me...

It's not fair!
I'm the one that's killed.
It's my responsibility!
She's just a kid.

Once to my knees in the grass, I move to put my elbows on the ground as well, very slowly laying my arms down too, palms up, still mumbling in shock, my words probably booming all around me as I continue to freak out, too dazed to even catch Alice yelling to me.

Oh Robin... I'm so sorry!

[Duncan]

Things continued to spiral into chaos around him as Duncan stood watching, taking a moment to assess what was going on. Or, more likely, taking a moment to let his body re-adjust and hopefully shut some more hormone driven parts down. Now was not the time to be staring up Kami's non existent skirt and staring at her more than just invisible panties.

It was a little easier to get those things under control and out of his immediate focus when a practically flying ball of fur and . . tentacles with flaming red hair bowled past him. Flaming red hair that wasn't actually flaming, anyway. It seemed that someone else had that under control. There was a lot of screaming going on, and Duncan had to pop his neck to keep himself from snapping. He hated screaming. One portion of it stopped when Sidney, who appeared to be the flaming body, was hit with a massively over-sized ball of spit.

Duncan almost smirked at that sight, realizing that the spit had come from Kami. He had always kind of wanted to spit at the wimp, he had just never wanted to waste the energy . . or the spit. He was just turning to say someting of the sort when he saw Scott summers with his cell phone out, hollering osmething less than appropriate up at Kami.

Duncan felt something inside of himself boil, it didnt' take any time to figure out what was going on there, and he didn't care who it was, nobody was goign to take pictures of Kami while she was like . . this. He was already heading in that directon,a nd it didnt take much of a detour for him to find himself right beside Cyclops.

"What the-" he pulled a fist back and then let it go, punching Cyclops right in the jaw, "do you think you're doing? That's Kami!"

He didn't stick around to hear the answer, instead he turned and headed toward Kami, fuming. What the hell would posses a teacher to . . . what the hell!? He was so pissed off that he almost didn't notice that Kamiw as suddenly wearing something, but when he looked up he was shocked into blinking.

"Nerd!" He spun to find Chris, and saw him laying on the ground. He gritted his teeth as he watched his friend stare up at Alice. At least he knew where his powers went. He was torn, for a minute, between storming his room mate, and going to Kami- when he heard Kami suddenly freak out.

He turned and looked up at her again and felt his chest tighten. It looked like she was holding a furry Hastur and Kat, who looked like something out of an H.P. Lovecraft based movie, and she was having a break down. He cringed and walked faster as she knelt. He wasn't really sure what to do. He was afraid to get too close, to touch her to try to get her attention, he never touched Kami. He hardly spoke directly to her.

"Hey, idiot," He yelled back over his shoulder in Chris' general direction, :If you are going to think up clothes, try thinking of something that actually COVERS her."

Duncan could feel both of his fists clenched by his sides, more from his inability to do anything useful without his powers, than anything else. He had never known how ineffective he would feel without the powers. How utterly weak.

"Kami!" He yelled up at her, hoping she'd break her attention away from the furry little girl, "Kami, calm down!"

Yes . . . completely ineffective.