The Carnival

[acetalon]

IC:Verato closed her eyes and shuddered.  

"Tell me, miss, what kinds of changes occur with these bottles?"  She asked, gritting her teeth in anger.

[Chilord]

OOC: *finally notes posts in the OOC thread and chuckles nervously*

IC: Makoto found himself looking back into a slender, but rugged tomboy face. Lean and slightly muscled, yet with a definate femine cast to it.

[Chilord]

"Well, the green ones make you more comfortable with your current form. The yellow ones will let ya choose from adding on one of three more changes. The White ones will push you more towards one transformation. The Brown ones will *coughs* affect your... ahem...   And, the red one sunk down amid those brown and green ones... *points to a bottle barely visible* Will remove the last change done to you... I think ya already know what happens if you hit the floor..."

[Chilord]

In that mirror Aaron found himself looking at himself with dark, rough skin and a bald head.

[acetalon]

"Goddamn,"  Verato cursed freely now.  "Will the green one let me remove changes as well as add?  Can the red ones remove...other transformations before coming?  Lastly, will the white one push more towards the most recent transformation?"

[Chilord]

"Green ones make you more comfortable with your current form deary.  The Red can remove any of the carnival's transformations. And, the whites will push you towards a random one of the transformations.

[thepanda]

"Tempting," Aaron muttered. All of his life he had been teased about his color. Insults like 'white-lookin' and 'big red' had tormented him from as far back as he could remember. It would be so easy to change that in this place. All he had to do was touch the mirror.

Aaron's hands came up. It was so close, but still he hesitated. Shaking his head, he moved away from the mirror and temptation.

"I am who I am," he thought darkly. He turned his attention to the next mirror to the left.

[Shukuen]

"Well, this is getting weird," Makoto blinked. Curious, he glanced at the mirror to the right of the one where he had claws.

[acetalon]

"I see..."  

Verato closed her eyes, weighing her options.  The odds of ringing the red was slim, so very slim.  Not only that, but the others would be equally as bad to make it on.

But...if she made it, one of the many transformations would be removed.  

She looked at the woman again.

"One more game,"  she whispered.  She picked up  another ring, feeling the weight, and looking at the red bottle carefully.  She was going to make it.  She didn't want to think of what would happen if she didn't.  She aimed carefully and tossed the ring at the red bottle.

[Chilord]

And, Makoto saw himself as a wolf man, staring back at him.

[Chilord]

And, in this newest mirror, Aaron found himself looking at himself... so thin he seemed a frogman

[thepanda]

Peering at the frogish reflection Aaron blinked. He shook his head as he tried not to laugh. That was just too wierd to take seriously. Reminded of long nights playing Chrono Trigger, he made his way to the last mirror.

And a thin frogman at that!

[Chilord]

Verato watched as the ring flew through the air, bounced off the red bottle and landed around the neck of a brown one. A sudden rush flew over her as she felt her libido increase by 80%.

OOC: No, I didn't just randomly do that, I used dice to decide if you got the ring or not, and what the intensity of a ring would be if you landed on one of the ones you didn't want.

[acetalon]

OOC:So I've been told by Drac.  :p

I'll be back on a bit later, need to do some work and stuff.

IC:  Verato closed her eyes again and shuddered.  This time from the newest sensation.  Sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Where...where's the bathroom?"  She asked, gripping the side of the stand.  "Preferrably with a lock."

[Chilord]

In the last mirror, the one that Caitlin was looking at, Aaroon saw himself as a catman, light, dusty brown fur coverign his body, a pair of pointed ears and a flicking tail.