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Post by silentLight on Feb 18, 2019 1:44:34 GMT -4
"Well, it'll be nice to have another fellow slob around." Cally smiled softly as she settled in to continue watching TV, eventually settling in for another nap herself until Sharon awakes.
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Post by observer on Feb 18, 2019 1:50:27 GMT -4
As Sharon slept the rooms magic worked on rewriting her memories. The once slim and tidy young woman was gone, replaced with a fat slob that could hardly be bothered to do something most of the time. She dreamed of wonderful food as she slept, unaware of anyone else wandering toward the room.
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Post by silentLight on Feb 18, 2019 2:06:14 GMT -4
As the hours ticked by the room shifted itself to accommodate the presence of the new slob, adding new facilities as well the knowledge of how to use them to both Sharon and Cally. Eventually though Cally woke up from her long nap with a long pungent fart. "Ahh that was a nice nap, though it's gonna be even nicer to not need to work as fun as it is."
Looking over Sharon's drooling and bulbous form, Cally just laughed and wrote her a note using a nearby scrap of paper that simply read. 'Yo lazy bum, since I handled the last guest, it's your turn now. Gonna be in the kitchens bugging them for food if you need me. Cya in a bit.' Placing the sticky note on Sharon's sticky chest, Cally let out a small giggle before disappearing through the room's back door.
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Post by observer on Feb 18, 2019 2:09:00 GMT -4
As the door closed Sharon woke up with a start. "Wha...Huh?" She said, looking around as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Where did Cally..." She started to say before rubbing at her chest and bumping into the note.
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Post by silentLight on Feb 18, 2019 2:20:15 GMT -4
"Hello? *COUGH COUGH*" Another voice sounded from the room's entrance as its own choked on the lingering stench within. With shoulder length black hair dyed with streaks of pink, a feminine figure stepped into the room wearing a tank top paired with a set of torn denim shorts. "Hi COUGH I'm,like, looking for a friend?"
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Post by observer on Feb 18, 2019 17:22:20 GMT -4
"Oh? Welcome then." Sharon smiled, working on getting up from the couch. "Mind giving me a hand?" She asked the girl.
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Post by silentLight on Feb 18, 2019 19:49:31 GMT -4
Despite being completely grossed out by almost everything in the room, something compelled the girl to assist the lazy blob Sharon had become.
"Yeah okay." Nearly gagging from Sharon's BO as she approached, she shuddered in disgust as she help Sharon up. "ew ew ew. You *cough* really need to shower. "
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Post by observer on Feb 23, 2019 2:31:28 GMT -4
"Do I?" Sharon asked before lifting an arm up and giving a quick sniff. "Doesn't seem that bad...But thanks for helping me up. I'm Sharon." She smiled, startling her by hugging her.
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Post by silentLight on Feb 23, 2019 2:42:15 GMT -4
"You, like, really do. Seriou-ACK" Before the girl could finish her complaints, she was abruptly cut off by Sharon's hug. The shear overwhelming odor dazzled the girl's mind, causing her to softly reply on auto-pilot. "Erm.. Like no problem. I'm Megan."
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Post by observer on Feb 23, 2019 2:47:03 GMT -4
"Megan...Cute name." Sharon smiled, not paying attention as the girl gasped for air once she let her out of the hug. "So Megan, what brings you URP by?" Sharon asked as she reached for a drink.
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Post by silentLight on Feb 23, 2019 2:54:19 GMT -4
"Like thanks I like my name too." While her body instinctively gasped for air, her mind conversely felt rather floaty as she airily replied. "Erm, I was looking for my friend Sharon. I think? Not sure, like, my mind feels fuzzy."
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Post by observer on Feb 23, 2019 3:00:34 GMT -4
"Oh? Well my name's Sharon, but you don't seem familiar..." Sharon said, scratching her head as she pondered for a moment. "Maybe you should sit down and describe her. Maybe I can help you find her."
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Post by silentLight on Feb 23, 2019 3:11:11 GMT -4
"Uh sure, I'll just like sit on that chair there." While Megan would normally have preferred to stand rather than sit on something covered in trash, at this point her mind was too fuzzy to properly realize what she was doing. Uncaring of the numerous crumbs and stains underneath , Megan just plopped onto a nearby beanbag. It was almost as if the longer she stay in the room, the denser the fog in her brain became. "Well she's like, my age, with the cutest shade of strawberry blonde. I think she was,like, wearing a spaghetti top with some pants I picked out for her. She,like, sound familiar?"
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Post by observer on Feb 23, 2019 3:13:58 GMT -4
"A bit...Say, you want a snack?" Sharon asked, rubbing her grumbling belly. Walking over to the counter, not paying attention to her old jacket still hanging on the back of the chair.
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Post by silentLight on Feb 23, 2019 3:21:07 GMT -4
"Sure. Some food sounds good." As Sharon walked towards the counter, Megan's mind began to slowly clear up. Taking a look around, she soon spotted her friend's jacket. "Hey, is that jacket yours?" Megan asked, as she gestured to its direction.
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