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[Girlzilla]

I guess…things are starting to improve. If nothing else, everyone seems to have called down. Or at least, sort of everyone has mostly calmed down. This isn’t one of those situations, where staying calm is really an option. I mean, we’ve all just had our abilities switched. To unwillingly share something so personal, it feels like we’ve been violated. What did this? My thoughts flash back to the girl, the strange one. She seemed the most likely culprit. Who the hell was she anyway? Dr.McCoy speaks up, directing all of us to head for the science building. I feel a small bit of relief poke its head out from hiding. If there is anyone, and I do mean anyone, who I trust to figure this out, it’d have to be Dr.McCoy. He’s run medical scans and brain scans, DNA testing and biorhythm frequency tests. Half of the stuff he’s got in the lab I cant pronounce. Between his records and mutant-know-how, I’m sure we’ll find something.

But what happens if he can’t? If we never get back to the way things are supposed to be. And for one shameful second, I wonder, do I even want to go back? My powers, they have done nothing but get in the way. So many times, I’ve wondered what it would have been like without them. There’s been so many things I’ve missed out on.

I shutter the thoughts away. They won’t do me or anyone else any good. I’ve wanted a normal life, but I won’t force my burden on others, not ever.

Chris walks along side me, and almost out of reflex I start to reach for his hand, wanting to hold it. Even with everything else going on, I’ve got a bubbling excitement inside me. I can touch, and feel. The chance to reach out and touch someone else, to touch Chris’s hand, it’s a temptation I deeply want to experience. But it will have to wait. I can’t find the off switch for his abilities, and my arms are still chromed over, shooting of tiny arcs of energy every now and again. It’s a shame to, Chris seems to be having one of his panic attacks. I suppose he’s justified. He got Duncan’s powers. The term ‘Phenomenal Cosmic Power’ comes to mind. So does ‘Armageddon’. There’s a huge weight on him to keep in control.

Suddenly, Chris turns to the vending machine, and exclaims in shock and horror, that he’s erased Gummy bears from the planet. I blink a few times, looking at him as he bangs on the machine.

“What’s a gummy bear?”

I hold a straight face for a few seconds, before I start to crack up, blurting out a laugh or two.

“I’m sorry, I mean it. I couldn’t help myself, the look on your face was just to much.”
I smile at Chris, trying to provide him some comfort with my presence, since I can’t get to close yet.

“They we’re out of Gummy bears this morning, you haven’t done anything. Just relax. Think of something harmless to keep from stressing out.”
Chris nods and seems to be taking my advise. He certainly seems to calm down a little bit. Then, theres a very sudden draft in my lower regions that struck me as odd. Looking down, I see that my outfit has changed. I’m now in a very short cut China dress, most of my legs are bare. Around my wrist have appeared two very large spiked bracelets. The blue color and swirling yellow patterns seem familier. And then it hits me, I’m dressed as Chun Li from the Street Fighter games.

I look back at Chris, who seems about as surprised as I am. I take a deep breath, because there are bigger issues at hand then wardrobe.

“Ok…forget what I just said. Just, clear your mind”
I turn back down the hall, jogging to keep up with the group, and trying ignore all the places this unwieldy outfit is riding up.

[Kami]

Duncan looks up at me, confirming my thought. Someone else has his powers, pointing out that Chris is the one that has them.
Hm. that explains the Star Wars get up actually.
He also goes into details on how his powers aren't just dangerous for those of us who could get caught in it by accident, but dangerous if Chris uses them too much as well.
Reminds me of running with Luc, to get Duncan out of that lab... Not all his powers are mutant in nature.
I nod to Duncan,

"Then I wonder who's powers you got..."

I barely feel Sidney touch my knee, thanking me for putting the fire out, and I try to smile to him, glad that he knows I meant to help.

"You're welcome Sidney. Just be careful with Kat's powers.
We don't want to have Smokey the Bear show up... at this point, it would just add to the weird."

Alright, so it's a bad joke. Not much I can come up with to help people relax at this moment.
Having someone else's powers is dangerous, not just because we don't know how to use them, or control them, but also because we aren't set up to handle powers we weren't actually born with.
That fire probably had no chance of actually hurting Sidney himself. But the chance for him to just touch something and set it on fire while ablaze...
And what about Robin?
What non-obvious side effects could she be experiencing from my powers?
I slowly pull my cupped hands apart, peeking inside, to see the Kat is still a monster, and Robin is yelling at her for being a bully.
I can't help but think how Kat deserves just a bit of this whole thing.
Poetic Justice really.
But, there is still allot more going on here... and the two of them fighting in my hands, is probably not something I should be condoning.
.... Even if Robin could totally Pwn Kat with my abilities....
I whisper into my hands,

"Hang tight guys, Dr. McCoy is going to get us straightened out again."

I move the hand on top, cupping the girls to my chest now, as I try to use my now-freed hand to pick Dr. McCoy up.
Holding onto the girls has been easy, they practically landed in my palm.
But picking someone up...
I have to admit I'm a bit squeamish at the thought of squishing him in the process.
My first move is to go at him with my index and thumb, but my fingertips stop just above him, and I shake my head.
One wrong twitch and I'd crush him.
Thinking about it a moment I finally lay my hand down in front of him, palm up, allowing him to climb aboard instead.
Once he's in my hand, I can't help staring at him.
I never once tried to imagine what he would look like without blue fur... or the feline facial structure.

"If this is what you looked like in college, as the star quarterback... I bet the cheer leaders were all over you."

I finally stop staring, to move my hand next to the specified area, not having to move my own body at all at this size, laying my hand on the ground so he can get down.
I also lower my other hand, to let the girls down too.
Keeping Kat from sight was my original reason for not letting them down so far... but if Dr. McCoy is going to use some medical equipment to examine us, he's going to need the access now.
I very carefully move my body so I hunch down and peek at all the action going on, making sure I don't squish anyone.
And my hunger spikes up again... making my stomach growl loud enough to shake the trees near by.
I put my hand on my stomach, rubbing it, trying to ignore the feeling.
I don't have my fox-form... so my diet isn't Dependant on red meat right now....
I could really go for a Tofu pita... one the size of a bus. literly.
I shake my head. This is not the time to be distracted by the thought of food.
I need to concentrate on trying to help get things back to normal.
Or at least... what passes for 'normal' around here...

[Duncan]

Duncan's patience with the entire situation was running thin. It was bad enough dealing with everyone when they were "normal", but with everyone freaking out or spontaneously combustg his nerves were on edge. He had done well being calm so far, but even with his newfound control of his anger- he could only go so long.

Still, for Kami's sake, he took a deep breath and held himself together. As she wondered what powers he had, he shrugged.

"Honestly . . . I don't feel anything." He didn't bother to say that his lack of ability to sense any new powers could have been from how overwhelming hos own powers were most of the time. He always felt their weight. Some part of his mind, even subconsciously, was always trying to keep a firm hold on them, or on his own thoughts. Now he was free of that, and he really wasn't sure what to do. . . other than worry about what Chris would do to fuck everything up . . because there was a good chance he would.

Duncan, of all people, knew how difficult it was to keep his powers in check. The range of his powers, and the ease with which they could manifest, were the main reason he had never allowed himself an imagination. He didn't read books, he didn't watch movies. Even his art was all realism, portraits and landscapes. He couldn't afford anything but the necessities in his mind.

And now, the biggest nerd he knew had his powers, and he had one hell of an imagination.

And apparently one hell of a panic button. Duncan had no more than gotten over his disgust at Summers' appearance, and his proffering of funions, when he noticed Chris freaking out. He rolled his eyes and walked up behind his room mate, raising a hand and walloping upside the back of the head. He didn't pay attention to anything that Alice was saying to his panicked best friend, he just kept walking, probably leaving Chris with a ringing headache. At least he wouldn't be thinking about anything important for a few minutes.

"Do us all a favor and shit your brain off."

[Hawthorn]

There is a loud thunder like clap not far from where I’m standing and I jump looking towards where the thunder like clap came from, seeing that Alice’s hands were chromed over which means that she has Chris’s powers and she was trying to get everyone attention.

Had my attention on Kami for the past few minutes, Kami speaks then she looks down to me, I must look like a child to her with her being so tall and having Alice’s powers, saying welcome and be careful with Firekat’s powers, looking back up to Kami smiling saying, “I will be very careful with Firekat’s powers Kami don’t want to hurt anyone or set anything on fire don’t need Smokey the bear here either.”

Dr. McCoy speaks saying that everyone needs to head to the science building and to Medbay so he can figure out what is going on. I move towards Timber who was still in his cage and it looked like he was scared just as much as I was.

Wondering how in the world am I going to get my little friends back to my dorm room or maybe I should take him with me. Kneeling down next to the cage, “It’s okay little one I’m don’t want to burn you until I can figure out how to control this odd power don’t worry I’ll get you back to your home somehow don’t be scared I’m scared like you are.”

I relax and clear my mind hoping that I don’t set anything on fire with Firekat’s powers wish I knew if there was an off switch for this, don’t want to burn anyone or hurt anyone. I relax a little more and my mind relax, after a few minutes I lightly touch a broken twig and it doesn’t light on fire letting out a sigh I very carefully pick up Timber’s cage and my backpack and I walk to the science building with the group.

Seeing Chris man he looks like a total nervous wreck can’t blame the poor kid with the powers he has one wrong thought and it might be the end. Seeing Alice trying to comfort Chris the best she can its sweet and cute how she tries.

I still hear screaming coming from Kami’s hands. Now that’s one person I don’t feel sorry for, Firekat in my eyes is a nasty brat and is always so moody it’s not funny and always angry at everyone and putting everyone down, good she needs to be knocked down a few notches.

Looking at Duncan it looks like he is about to really bite someone’s head off Duncan walks over to Chris and smacks him hard in the back of the head. I don’t want to flinch in fear I might set Timber’s cage on fire I mutter lowly ouch for Chris, hearing Duncan say to Chris to shut his mind off. Kind of rude but in truth Duncan was right he knows his powers better than anyone else.

[Firekat]

* Right away the fuzzy little twerp starts clam up... whimpering out apologizes she hides behind her tail. She's afraid of me... good. She knows acting all cute and innocent won't get her out of anything... not like all the others. She'll cut out the preschooler nonsense and the next words out of her mouth will be telling me how I can turn her freak powers off.... and be able to stand and walk out from the Spaz's hand without anyone having to see me like this.*

* Nobody else can see me like this.... NOBODY!!!*

* When she finally does talk... I feel my blood run cold... and all I can do is stare back at her.*

* She... she tells me she won't tell me anything... calls me an ugly jerk face.... Says I'm just a mean bully as she points her little paw right at me.*

* I blink a second... then I snicker. If I wasn't so furious, so tempted to wring her fuzzy little neck for wasting my time, I might think this was kinda cute... the little furball actually trying to act tough. I just take a breath for a second to think.... she wan't to play it this way, fine. I'll bite.*

[glow=green,3,300]"Okay... your right."[/glow]

* I say... faking the best kind of charm and sincerity I can with a bug face. I've gotten out of worse than this... and not like it should take THAT much, she's just a stupid kid! If I can get out of wrecking Dad's Mercedes with just a 'stern warning', this should be a breeze.*

[glow=green,3,300]"I've... I've been horrible to you and everyone else... I see that now... and I'm sorry... I know... I don't deserve your help... but I really need it. Please?"[/glow]

* That should do it. Any second now the little twerp should be spilling her guts, and I can get back to normal. Thing is... it gets unusually quiet in here... as the little furball just sits, staring at me, with a weird look on her furry face. It's the kind of look she gets when she's holding up the lunch line trying to decide between ice-cream or cheesecake. It's infuriating... the way she just sits there taking her sweet time... MOCKING ME with her new cute and cuddly look, while I'm stuck here with her bugly hand-me-downs.*

* Maybe I just didn't make things CLEAR to her... I'd have more time to lay it on a little thicker... if the thunder-spazz didn't have to butt in, coddling us in her hand like some freaking dolls. I do NOT have to take this! I just lift up my head, and growl back...*

[glow=green,3,300]" Will you just SHUT UP!!! Y'know... between you interrupting everyting and that furball's whining, I am NEVER going to get back to normal!!!!"[/glow]

[glow=green,3,300]"I do NOT deserve this.... I don't deserve to be a FREAK!!!!"[/glow]

* A second later... I get my answer. And.... and all I can do... is... is just stare back at her... unable to think.... unable to say anything... my lip quivering... That... that little furball.... she.... she just....*

[glow=green,3,300]"NGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"[/glow]

* This... this isn't right... this isn't how it works... this has never been how it works! Even before I had my powers... all I had to do was use my influence to get what I wanted. But ever since I've been shoved off into this stupid school it's all fallen apart... thunder thights... the spaz... the nerd... it... it didn't work on any of them... any but her... she... she was one of the only ones left... and now... now she's... she's defying ME!?!?!?*

[glow=green,3,300]" YOU... YOU LITTLE BRAT!!! TELL ME RIGHT NOW BEFORE RING YOUR FUZZY LITTLE NECK!!!!!!"[/glow]

* I scream back at the little brat... everything in this sweaty palm beginning to glaze over as I lunge ahead.... my eyes swelling up with a rage that would have set burnt this stupid place to the ground.*

[glow=green,3,300]" TELL ME NOW GOD DAMN IT!!!!!!!"[/glow]

[Hastur]

I can’t believe it! It worked. Sticking up to her worked! After I told her I wasn’t going to help her deal with my powers, I thought for sure she was going to freak out. But instead, she gets quiet, and then says that I’m right. She apologizes, not just to me, but for how she’s treated everyone. She asks again for help, but is a whole lot nicer about it. I guess it really is true, that no matter how mean a person can seem, all it really takes is one person to change them.

Oh…but what If I was wrong. I mean, maybe she didn’t really mean it. That was a possibility, right? She’s done plenty of bad things, and I know for sure she would lie if she needed to. That must be it then, she’s lying. Or she’s not. My powers, they are scary and confusing. I know how hard it can be to deal with them. Maybe she really is scared and needs my help to deal with it. If that’s true…what would I tell her? I don’t know how to control them, my powers just happen on their own. If I tell her I can’t help her, and she was lying, she’d probably just get even madder. But if I tell her I can’t help her, and she needs it, then she’ll probably think I’m just saying no because I want to be mean. And that’s the last thing I want to do, kick someone when they are already scared and afraid. But I suppose, if she was lying…then I wouldn’t tell her anyway, and I wouldn’t mind being mean. So either she’s lying and I tell her No, or she’s not lying and I still have to tell her No. My ears fold back against my head, as I try to figure out what I’m supposed to do.

Sheena opens her hands up a little, telling us to hold tight, that The Fuzzy Blue Doctor is going to help us. Well that’s good. Maybe she can offer me some help on how to deal with Kat to. Sheena’s smart like that, and she isn’t afraid of Kat at all. But then, Kat starts speaking. And she doesn’t sound scared and confused. She’s angry, at Sheena, at me. She yells at her to shut up, says she doesn’t deserve this. She calls me a freak.

So, that’s it then. She was really lying. I knew she might have been, but this…just makes it worse. She said she was sorry. She said she was scared. And she didn’t mean it. She never ment it. Kat just wanted my help, and then she was gonna turn and act the same as she did before. She’s nasty. She’s Mean. She’s a horrible horrible girl. She’s an ugly, mean person.

“I wont help you. I wont ever help someone as ugly as you are.”

Kat’s reaction scares me. She sort of…breaks. Her face turns and growls at me, like she’s got something caught inside her and its hurting. All the little bits that have grown off her body are twitching faster and faster. Even though her eyes are different, I can see the anger building there. I pull my tail up to hide behind. She Screams, an aweful scream. Like her throat is boiling. It hurts to just listen. I scream to, afraid, really afraid that she was gonna hurt me. She shouts that she’ll strangle me. And I know she’s going to do it. She’s going to get me. I have nowhere to run to. I’m scared.

I feel my fear, inside, swirling around. It grows, pouring up through my arms and legs. Feels like my fur is standing on end. I feel Kat, I feel how she’s breathing, her heart beating, the muscles in her body all tencing and relaxing. I feel Sheena’s hands around me, how they move, holding us against her chest. I feel the air in her lungs, how it rushes in and out. I feel aloof it, moving, swirling, building and releasing. Im scared. Kat’s going to get me. The monster is going to get me. I feel everything moving, and I just want her to go away. I need her to go away. This feeling, it’s so powerful, and If I wanted to let it go…

“GO AWAY!”

I shout, as the power explodes. All the feelings of movement, of energy, it all becomes a million times more splendid. I feel Kat move, more than I see her. I feel her being blasted away. I feel the vibrations running through her skin, the dissonant frequencies that cascade over her. I feel the air pushed aside as she is thrown back. I feel Sheena’s hands as they try to hold tight, before slipping. I feel the tiny grating of Kat’s skin as it rubs against the tips of Sheena’s fingers before breaking free. And I feel the hard, wet splat of Kat against the walls of the Lab.

But then, the only feeling I have is dizziness. I fall over, my head hurting. The world is spinning before my eyes, but I don’t feel the spinning, I don’t feel the speed of it. My head hurts. I wonder if the Fuzzy blue doctor will have medicine to make it stop.

I need to lay down.

[Beast]

This situation is degrading at an alarming rate. For mutants, particularly teens, ones powers often become intergral to their development as adults, as much a part of their personalities as it is their bodies, and clearly the consequences for screwing around with that are less than positive.

Kami's compliments about my looks aside, most of the others are not faring so well by the transformations, as is evidenced by Christopher's reaction mostly unfounded fears over altering reality accidentily. In reality the most he could do would be the annihilation of whatever is in his localized area...which is probably not something that would comfort him, and thus I don't mention. Probably best to keep his mind on altering the outfits of the girls in the group, bizarre as that fixation might seem.

I could probably write an excellent paper about the effects of popular culture on mutant sexuality, using him as a case study.

Of course such low level issues tend to escalalate, and they take off in an unexpected direction with Hastur and Katherine, the former berating the latter about the method for controlling her powers, and recieving an unexpected kinetic burst in return.

Usually blowing up one's peers would be a cause for concern even among a group of homo superior, but I know Katherine has inherited Hastur's adaptive mutation, and will probably survive relatively unscathed...not that its not a priority to defuse this before it gets out of hand.

Bringing my hands together over my mouth I speak, surprised when the words come out backwards, and infused with an otherworldly strength, propigating an unusual effect to the listening audience, compelling them to cease their discord.

"POTS!"

I frown at the word for a moment, observing its reaction, and then gesturing to one of the tables.

"Chris, if you don't mind, I need you to lay here, and let me scan you. Given Duncan's omega class abilities, and the scans I allready have on file for your particular mutation it should be fairly simple to define just what what sort of physical or genetic changes have occurred. Everyone else should help Katherine back together...Doubtless she'll recover, but she could probably use some help on that count. Please try to restrict your power usage until we're done though...I'd really prefer not to have to replace every bit of technology I just spent the last month putting into place."

[Rogue]

((OOC: this is just a one post cameo. I'm not sticking around. Chesh will repost the turn order for this on the plot thread, because she's jumping back in after Scott's turn.))

It's not too often there's a day without action, enough that I can make some rounds on the campus, getting to interact with the kids.
And, classes are out, so there are a good amount of kids enjoying the lovely Frisco weather.
I make my rounds, saying hi to everyone around, stopping to chat with those that have come to me over things, updating my personal tabs on situations I am helping to council them through.
After a good afternoon spent in the hot sun, I decide it's time for a break, heading in to grab a drink.
After pouring a nice tall glass of extra sweet sun brewed ice tea, I head into the rec-room.
I never make it though.
The hallway seems to keep getting longer. Like one of those tom and jerry commercials, where the same door keeps flipping past every 10 steps.
I stop, and scratch my head. It's like I haven't gone anywhere.
I turn the other way, and look, and now that side seems to extend the same length in the opposite direction.
I would panic, but suddenly, Scott appears out of no where. And the hallway turns into some room... but... not...
It's hard to describe. It's like I'm there, but I'm not. Or they are here, but they aren't.
And Scott's all here, but seeing him offering potato chips to kids that don't seem to notice him, it's like he's in the same 'in between' place as I am.
And, Scott's standing here with a bag of chips, a 6-pack, and he's completely naked.
I run my eyes over his form, ending with a hard blush as I put my fingers over them like a shield.

[glow=yellow,2,300]"Wat tha 'ELL is goin' on aroun' here?
Scott! Covah your shame! These kids might notice!"[/glow]

I reach under my chin, untying the green cape I'm wearing, getting another splendid view of our leader's muscled form as I tie it like a sash around his waist.

[glow=yellow,2,300]"Seriously Scott, what's wrong with you? You finally cracked unda all tha pressure... 'aven't ya?"[/glow]

I take the beer from him, On second thought, I grab the chips with my other hand.
Just as I'm about to tongue lash him some more in an attempt to get him back to his senses, his responses blowing my mind with every word, there's a thick poof of purple smoke, and some redheaded clown in a top hat tells me I'm ruining her fun, and I shouldn't be here.
Everything turns purple, and I find myself falling... falling.... asleep?

[Cyclops]

Since no one was wanting any Funions I stood back from everyone and enjoyed my snack. It was so good, I was just shoving down handfuls at a time, letting some of them fall on the floor. Glad I wasn't wearing a shirt, otherwise I'd be staining the Hell out of it by now. I'd look up and smile ever other handful or so, just cause, until I saw Rogue coming up to me and acting all concerned. Well, she sounds concerned, though she has her face over her eyes so I can't fully tell. And why is she covering her eyes? Doesn't she want to see how awesome I look?

...hehe...guess she doesn't. Too bad. She's either so impressed by how I look that she giving me her cape, or she's jealous and doesn't want people to see my awesomeness. Pssh. Poor girl, wants to be the center of attention. 'Oh, look at me, ya'll! I'm hawt an' sexah, but ya can't touch me. It's hard for me ta be wit' guys like Remy cause I'll kill them, but tha' won't stop me from wearing revealing clothin' like tha' time at the beach wit' my two-piece that made me look away cause Jean would have hit me for starring and...' What was I talking about?...Oh hey, she took my stuff!

"Duuude, why'd you do that Rouge?...hehe...Rogue....Rooogue...Rooo...Roooyour boat gently down the stream. Merrily merrily mer-ha-lyhahahaha. Your names funny. Ha ha. Ro Ro Rogue the man down! Hahahaha."

Oh that was fun. I wonder who else has a funny name? Hmm...Forrrrge. Sounds like a frog...Forrrge. Storm, no. Angel, no. Woolverine? Hehe no wonder he has so much body hair. Wool-verine! Names are fun, but maybe I should focus a bit on what's going on. Since everyone seems concerned about having different powers and whatnot, maybe I should do something to help out.

But before I do, things start going Jimi Hendrix-like as a purple haze comes out of nowhere, and a funny looking Raggedy Anne doll in a tux appears. I stare for a few moments, then shake my head. No I'm not seeing things. She really there...in the air. Heh, that rhymed.

Aww, Ro-Ro fell asleep. That's too bad, but she does look peaceful. I squat down and pat her on the head and cover her with her cape like a blanket. She deserves a nice nap, for all she does around here. She's doing a great job as a councilor, I'm so proud of her. Then I stand back up and look up at the floating doll again. Wonder what she's doing here? Does she want to enroll here? Is she here to attack us? Do we get three wishes? I wish I had a beer, my mouth is dry.

Oh, a six pack!

*Psst!**gulp, gulp, gulp*

[Cheshyre]

This was one of the best ideas I ever could have not had!
Everyone here, is so self involved, or other people involved, that chaos follows each of them in so many many ways.
It's great fun to watch, you see.
One of these kids actually has reality warping powers!
I don't know who had the powers first you see... but I see where they went.
The kid who has them now is gonna pop... I bet.
He really looks like he could explode in Technicolor beautiful waves.
And the Giantess, she's lost it completely.
She's not worried about all the Earth she's crushing under her clumsy feet, as much as she's worried about that cute blond having her powers.
And the emo kid... Hell, it looks like he's got no powers at all.
But I can see he does. He's a white instead of a black now.
He can heal.
He just doesn't know it yet.
Some kid lights up like a torch, and another goes all alien weird, and yet another knocks herself on her ass trying to whistle with electric mits!
I could sit here eating candied pop corn watching these guys all day!
Seems a couple of the adults have slipped into my purple cloud, and they get some fun of their own, only it's not the powers swapped there, exactly. It's more than that.
There are points where they really try to find reason, fight really hard to make things make sense.
Of course, it fails. Of course.
But they really do a good job of trying.
But, chaos doesn't disperse so easily.
And the more I use my powers on this scale, the more crazy things can become. And it does.
It really seems from here, the only way they've kept from blowing the city up this long, is by going through the motions of attempting to set everything right again.
Poor things. They are so cute. But they are totally doing it wrong.
Of course, I am using my powers at high levels, and when the guy with red glasses steps out to get some funyuns, he manages to slip into a place where my magick met with reality here.
And I don't know if it's because he tripped up on the edges, but someone else has stepped into my area... the in between space I'm watching all of this unseen in.
While she's wading through endless hallways, The action with the main group splinters as well, as my power rips into reality harder.
The big girl was able to transport all the rest of the people inside the building, as if the wall wasn't even there!
And she's much too big to get inside. Much too big!
But reality warps around some things, ripples, rips, and flows harder, and things still manage to work. Kinda.
She's still too big to be inside.
And my attention is brought back to the skunk haired one. This one is interesting. I see now as she tries to dress the naked man, she's not as easily effected as the others.
Her mind is splintered a hundred times over with pieces of other's spliced in.
She's not quite right. Not quite right at all.
And she's trying to stop my fun!
I come out of hiding, Purple smoke unfolding, melding the setting into the medical lab, with everyone but the giant chick in the actual room. The wall's gone, right now it doesn't agree with unspace and untime, so it simply ceased to be alltogether, and the giant girl fills up that entire view.
Hmm. I wonder if I should fix that? Maybe before I go.
Right now, it's time to take care of the skunk haired one who's taking the chips away from the one with glasses.

"Well, you're not much fun.If you can't join the fun, I'm not just going to let you ruin it for everyone else."

I blow a bit of purple at her, and let her fall peacefully to the ground.
The guy with glasses even covers her up all snugly! How sweet!
Everyone should have a leader that thought full. Really.
I look over everyone else in the room now with a smile.

"So what are you going to do to fix all this?You're falling far behind.Don't be too late.Being late is really bad.You see."

I gesture to the wall, where time eraces the wall, so I'm really gesturing to the lack of the wall.
But, I shouldn't help them too much.
Things aren't fun if they are easy.
So I disappear again, leaving them to their awesome work of sticking together to fix things.

[Conduit]

* Oh MOTHER of GOD She's never herd of Gummy Bears!!!*

* I feel the color drain completely out of my face as Alice just blankly stares at me. I did it.... I've erased Gummy Bears from existence! And Alice just confirmed it! I just mentioned one of the most delicious treats in all of creation... and Alice just blinks at me like I'm speaking in Klingon! Mother of GOD what have I done? What else Could I POSSIBLY do with these powers?*

* Now I know why Duncan is such an Ass.*

* A second later she starts laughing, telling me how with the look on my face she couldn't resist doing that. I cross my arms over my chest... turning my back to her as I sulk angrily, deadpanned responded to her laughter.*

"... that wasn't funny..."

* Alice re-assures me that the machine's been out of gummy bears for a while... she turns me, smiling, probably trying to get me to cheer up. I wish it was that easy, what with the phenomenal 'make-reality-your-bitch' powers. I mean I could sneeze and... horrifying things could happen. What? I don't want to think about it or it might happen!!!! Alice just tells me to Relax and think of something harmless. Wow... that's, pretty simple. I was too busy freaking out I wish I'd thought of it.*

* Okay... relax and harmless. Man I wish I was back in the doorm... I could just relax and play some Street Fighter. Maybe play that new Capcom game... I don't think I've beaten it with Chun-Li yet. Yeah, she's kind of tricky. Y'know.. Alice was right, this does feel better. I turn around to thank her for the advice... only to cringe.*

*... I've made her cosplay as Chun-li...*

* A normal person would laugh at this... but I am too freaked out right now. Alice just sighs and tells me to just clear my mind before running to keep up with the crowd. Then, as if that wasn't bad enough... Duncan comes up from behind and slaps me upside the head, grouching at me to shut my brain off.*

* Okay, It's bad enough I get stuck with is stupid powers, his assholiness is something I REALLY do NOT need right now!!!*

" You want to end up as player 2 then keep right on pushing!"

* Stupid Duncan... *

* I just kinda storm down the hall... not really thinking about anything... not really noticing who's all there. Heck... I hardly register the fact that the building shook a second ago. I'm just mad and confused and frustrated and trying to keep my mind in it's own little empty dreamworld. Not like that's EASY... but a few lapses haven't done anything. I finally get in to Dr. McCoys lab... and immediately I notice something that everyone seems to be oblivious to.*

*... when did they take out that wall?*

* Seriously... That wall was there this morning. At first you think Kami-zilla busted it out to put in Dr. McCoy, but there's no rubble or anything. It's a clean cut, like carpenters did it, nothing that anyone could pull off in an hour or so.*

*... somethings not right...*

* Course everything's a mad-house in here... everyone pushing and shoving... and what looks like John Carpenters thing splattered in one corner. I try shoving my may through everyone... trying to get up to see if they can turn this stupid thing off... when I'm suddenly halted in mid-stride. Dr. McCoy is yelling for kitchenware one second, and the next I can't move! We all just kind of hang there for a second until Dr. McCoy speaks again, asking me to come up and lay on the table for tests.*

" Right... tests... horay..."

* I just roll my eyes and move up to the table, laying down to let the doctor scan me. Man this trying not to do anything is exhausting. I just lay back, try to relax to let the Doctor do his job... all I want is this ride on the crazy train to be over.*

* While I'm laying down I kinda feel something... starts low but it grows in intensity. It's weird, kind of like a cold chilly itch thats running up my spine and into my brain. I figure it something else that makes Duncan so 'lovable'. Even when I hear the other kids in there acting surprised I don't really give it much thought... until all of a sudden I hear an all too familiar sing-songie voice over the crowd. My eyes bug out a little as I slowly turn my head....*

* It's HER! It's that Johnny Depp fan-girl from the courtyard!*

* Immediately I shoot up from my spot on the gurney, pointing at that red-haired crazywoman...*

" THATS THE... GYAAAHHH!!!!!!"

* .... and in my haste nail my head on the scanner.*

" Marmalade fruit-cobbler!!!!!!"

* I'm grasping on my throbbing, no longer metallic noggin.... watching as that crazy woman starts scolding us... saying that we're falling behind and wanting to know how we're going to fix this stuff.... gesturing to the big hole in the wall like there's some significance to it.... other than the fact that there is a big hole in the wall. Then just as she appeared... she's gone. Just 'poof'.... and that weird itchybrainfreeze just... fades away. Weird.*

*... wait... did I just say 'marmalade fruit-cobbler'? Did.... did I just get EDITED?*

* What the H-E-Double hockysticks is going on here!?!? Our powers are swapping, we're suddenly going through renovations, we've got a crazy redheaded clown popping in and out, we're being CENSORED.... and....*

* OHMIGOD!!!! PROFESSOR SUMMERS IS NAKED!!!!!!!!!!!!*

* I shield my eyes... trying not to look... GOD this is one of the reasons I hate using locker-rooms. I wonder how freaking long he's been like that... and how did nobody notice? This place is going INSANE!!! While shuddering in the process just conjuring him up some pants, just going off of what first pops up in my mind. It works... kinda I guess... yeah I doubt he'd like the red Smurf pants and hat I just gave him... but I didn't turn him blue or give him a tail... that's something!*

* ...why can't these stupid powers with an instruction manual?*

[Girlzilla]

Don’t think about it. Really, just push the matter aside and concentrate on the important stuff. And that means keeping the group together and letting Dr. McCoy work. That means ignoring how this outfit has a virtually nonexistent hemline, going right up my this. It means not thinking about exactly what parts are being shown off, and not thinking back to the incident on my first day at the Xavier institute. Easy as 1 2 3. Ya right, I’m not fooling anyone. And I can feel my face flush with color, even standing towards the back of the room.

Dr. McCoy wants to start by testing Chris, and requests the rest of us to stay calm, and try not to damage any equipment. And while all that is well and good, I can’t help but notice something amiss, and it takes a good several seconds for me to figure out what it was. The wall is gone. Just up and vanished. Now, this is weird, for sure, but the stranger part is that I was looking right at it and didn’t notice anything amiss. I’d been sure that it had always been like that, and it’d taken me actually thinking about it to remember that it wasn’t the case. I don’t know what to make of that. We’re my memories being edited or something?

The other thing I notice amiss, that I think everyone noticed amiss, was that Headmaster Summers had come to the decision that the schools dress policy had been revised. I look away, mentally attempting to prevent myself from forever associating his Codename with the other one eyed hard headed team member. My blush doubles a bit, hoping that Chris’s odd fixation on using reality warping to make clothing now kicks in. When I glance back, he’s got a silly looking red pair of...something. He’s decent now, that’s what matters.

Out of nowhere appears the girl from the lawn, Cheshire. She still talks with this weird sing song tone. She’s at the center of this, no doubt, having made the fog. Now I regret being towards the back, since I cant get through to grab her.

“Cheshyre! Why are you doing thi-“

Already gone. She’s vanished once again with another little puff of purple. I sigh, not knowing what to do now. I can’t shake the feeling that we’re just being played with. It’s not a good feeling, let me tell you. The way she acted, like this was all harmless fun, its creepy. Even more unsettling is wondering just what else she can do. If I’d only been at my normal size, could have grabbed her the moment she appeared and held her in one hand. As is, I suppose if she shows up again, I could try and zap her a few times. Yet, I really doubt things will be that simple.

I guess, best thing to do now is to pool some information, get more ideas bouncing around.

Thankfully, its quiet enough at the moment that I don’t need to make another thunderclap to get attention. I do try and speak up so Kami can hear.

“I’m sorry, I tried to grab her. That girl who just appeared, she showed up just before all this started. Her Name is Cheshyre, and she was able to make the fog appear that swapped all our powers around. She didn’t really make any sense, saying that this should be about us.”

I have to pause a moment to hold down the barely acceptable loincloth on my outfit when a slight breeze picks up. Don’t think about it.

“Er… so anyway, if she’s at the start of this, then we should try and get a hold of her. Either she has the way to reverse it, and we can get her to do so, in which case we could be back to normal in not time. Or, if she doesn’t, than it’d still be safer to keep her under control so that things don’t get even more messed up.”

[Kami]

I'm stuck outside, looking in, and everyone seems to have their own issues.
Alice looks like she stuck her finger in a light socket, until Chris makes her look like a cos-player at an anime convention.
Duncan slaps Chris in the back of the head, and I shake my head as Kat pushes Robin into using my backlash.
I feel my stomach jump to form a giant lump in the back of my throat, and I begin to reach in to separate them before Robin goes Kinetically nuclear on her, and Dr. McCoy yells out a command.
Even as it makes no sense, everything stops.
I blink as all the action in the room stops.
Dr. McCoy turns to Chris first, and Then things seem to get even weirder.
All I can do is watch from outside as Rogue, Cyclops, and some clown chick appear.
The Clown chick motions to point out the wall missing. Really? Was it there when I put my hand through... No it couldn't have been.
When did that happen?

"It's not just our powers... something's wrong. It's more than just us..."

Alice blames the Clown, calling her Cheshyre, and mentions we should try to catch her.
How? She disappeared...
And if she did this, how would we ever control her?
I can't do anything this big. I'm still stuck out here, looking in.
It makes me feel helpless. And hungry.
Alice can shrink. I know it took her a long time to develop that side of her powers. But I have all her powers. So I should be able to. I think.
I close my eyes, no longer looking in on the scene inside, focusing on myself instead.
I steady my breath, letting a more meditative state wash over me as I focus on being small.
It doesn't work all at once.
I actually have to drop the meditative state to force it, clamping down on everything mentally, clenching all my muscles.
And, it starts to work!
I feel myself getting... compact.
It's actually not a good feeling, but I push it anyway.
The 'clothing' Chris made me doesn't shrink with me, but it doesn't matter, as I'm shrinking into it, It still covers me, like a huge nest of purple cloth.
I spit my collar out into my hand as I get smaller, groaning with the effort, the weight making me sink through the cloth to the ground itself.
Kneeling under all the cloth, finally my regular size, Everything feels so heavy....
My head spins and I start to feel like I'm suffocating.
It's not by being buried under so much material either, I feel like I'm suffocating from the inside.
Unable to control it, I start to dry heave, painfully, gasping for air in between heaves.
Trouble is, I'm so hungry I have nothing in my stomach to throw up, the acids and bile burning my throat and tongue as I can't control the physical sickness I feel.
I have been raised, and then trained, to be a creature of feeling... And this form deadens it all, and weighs me down so much.

"H...how does Alice stand this?"

Still worried about my collar, I use the hardness of my hand to dig a hole, it only takes one good motion to get up to my elbow in the softer Earth.
I drop my collar in the hole, burring it, where no one would bother it.
If I live through this, I'll come back for it.
I can't take this small form. It feels like death... no feeling... just heavy...
I gag again, but manage to hold back the dry heaving this time, as I crawl to get out from under the cloth, every move making the ground shake, my knees and hands making deep imprints as I go.
Finally able to see from under the cloth, I keep crawling, away from the building.
Gasping for air and groaning as I drag what seems to be such an impossible weight away from the building.
I need to get big again... and I can't do that so close, I could do more damage.
When I finally make it a decent distance from the building I allow myself to finally collapse to the ground, not caring how hard it shakes things as I feel the earth make a small crater to accommodate.
I had to push things to get small, so I try to relax and let go of that hold, to get back.
As soon as I'm back to full size, I feel like I can breath again, and I grab the material of the costume, pulling it over me to stay covered.
I'll put it back on properly... but right now I just want to lay here... and breath.
And then my stomach rumbles, louder, and longer this time.
The spike of hunger is so bad, it passes nausea over me all over again, and pain.
I clutch my stomach and groan, dizzy and disoriented as Hell.
Irony... I'm not going to die being Kinetically torn to pieces, or being blinked out of reality at Chris's hands.
Nope.
I'm going to starve to death before any of that happens.