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Post by tgarwhyn on Nov 25, 2008 2:30:39 GMT -4
"Thanks" I say as I chow down on the dumplings.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 26, 2008 4:12:40 GMT -4
They taste wonderful, and the family happily eats their noodles while you eat the dumplings...when suddenly your stomach starts to rumble, and you feel strange.
"Ah, they are working" the young girl says, to which her father gives her a stern look.
"Enjoying your meal?" the mother asks.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Nov 26, 2008 4:56:46 GMT -4
I rub my stomach and look at it strangely as it rumbles. Not sure where the strange feeling is coming from. "Yes, they are very good." I say as I don't want to worry her or seem rude.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 28, 2008 10:12:26 GMT -4
You eat contently, so much so that your demon tail is wagging, but something odd, it's changing color (as is the rest of you) and getting thicker.
You look down and see that you are growing scales...almost like when you became a gator, but not quite...they are bigger, thicker...
"A Dragon!" you gasp as the last of your dumplings slides down your throat.
You were becoming a dragon...and that wasn't even the least of your problems...you were starting to vanish, like a ghost...
"Papa!" the girl shrieks, noticing this..."Mama, what did you do to those dumplings"
"They were my normal Dragon scale dumplings, honey...apart from the transformation into dragon, I didn't do anything to him."
Soon you have vanished completly, finding yourself traveling through what seems to be a portal, all the while your transformation is still occuring, your face stretching out, your hands transforming into paws.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Dec 2, 2008 2:35:24 GMT -4
I watch my hands as I disappear, wondering where I'm being transported to.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 3, 2008 18:28:36 GMT -4
The portal is steteching out wider and wider, and your body continues to mutate thanks to the magical dumplings. You are now covered in scales, and your filed horns come to a point, as well as your face stretching forward, making popping noises, becoming a snout.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Dec 4, 2008 3:24:31 GMT -4
*I look cross-eyed down my forming snout as I arch my back and stretch out my legs*
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 4, 2008 3:30:24 GMT -4
The legs grow longer and your feet burst through the boots you were wearing as Hellboy, toenails becoming sharp claws...your back starts forming ridges, harder scales than the rest of you. The portal seems to go on forever, or perhaps, it was waiting until the right time to let you loose...either way, you enjoyed the sensations of the transformation.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Dec 8, 2008 3:05:46 GMT -4
"Man, where is this thing taking me?" I say as I watch and feel myself transforming again.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Dec 19, 2008 3:43:11 GMT -4
Soon I can see the end of the portal approaching as a bright light rapidly comes toward me.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 3:44:37 GMT -4
The changes finish, and you are large dragon through and through...when suddenly a voice is heard.
"My name is Suzy. I am a friend. I need you to wait here for a little while" she said your decent towards the edge of the portal slowing "We need your help, dragon friend...but not just yet"
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Post by tgarwhyn on Dec 19, 2008 3:51:13 GMT -4
Wait, where am I headed? And what do you need me to help you with?" I say as I exit the portal.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 3:52:53 GMT -4
You land in a green grassy glen, with a large orb in the middle...glowing.
"Hello. I am the heart of the Maze...you are Jason, correct?"
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Post by tgarwhyn on Dec 19, 2008 3:59:11 GMT -4
"Yes, that is correct. Why have you brought me here?" I say as I look around at my surroundings.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 4:20:39 GMT -4
"The Maze is in peril. A witch, whom I believe you met, has taken over, with the intent of killing Lord Hugo, destroying his family, and taking over the mansion. Your form right now is a most agreeable one. Very well timed transformation, I would say. We are asking that you wait here until the right moment comes to strike."
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