[...e... ve...]
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[...ment... ca...]
Mmmm shut uuuuup...
[...ve me...]
Wha...
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[...ment... ca...]
Mmmm shut uuuuup...
[...ve me...]
Wha...
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An Average Adventure (???)
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The start
- Location
- Chile
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[...e... ve...]
...
[...ment... ca...]
Mmmm shut uuuuup...
[...ve me...]
Wha...
[Come save me already you lazy hero!]
!!!!
You wake up by the yelling voice of what you presume is a young woman. Your room is dark, the sound of rain and thunder can be heard, which makes it so that you can't sleep anymore.
You feel sleepy, and a bit weird, kinda numb all over your body. Must have slept in a bad position. Suddenly the lights come to the room, and you're greeted by the sigh of a chubby man with blue hair and a mustache sitting on a chair. Your sleepy mind can't register well what is going on just yet so instead of panicking you just manage to pull out a reasonable "Bwuh".
"Well kid, I'm going to the castle for the princess and stuff. You can pick the stuff on the chest when you're ready to go, take care." The man says and leaves.
Wha...?
Just then your mind starts actually working and you realize something important... this isn't your room...
*FLASH-CRASH-BOOM*
As if to accentuate the situation a thunder strikes somewhere.
Alright, don't panic, don't panic, stop breathing fast, deep breaths, c'mon, deeeeep breaaaaths.... in... out... okay... first, try to stay calm and figure what is going on. So, let's see this room. So far from it you notice the following:
You're wearing a green dress for some reason. When you move your head to look down some light brown hair falls in front of your eyes. When move your hand to it you realize that it is smaller and more delicate than usual. There is also a sligh weigh on your chest. Quicks pats on your torso confirms that there is something on your chest that wasn't there.
"Wha..."
Your voice is not the same, it sounds like that of a young girl...
*FLASH-CRASH-BOOM*
What... what is going on...?
What do you do?
[] Panic.
[] Get out of there fast.
[] Lay still and hope you wake up.
[] Write-in.
Hey there! Short intro chapter for a possibly short quest, couldn't think of much to write without spoiling things. This is not really a serious quest, so yeah.
I'll probably change the title if this continues, depends on if it seems interesting or not.
...
[...ment... ca...]
Mmmm shut uuuuup...
[...ve me...]
Wha...
[Come save me already you lazy hero!]
!!!!
You wake up by the yelling voice of what you presume is a young woman. Your room is dark, the sound of rain and thunder can be heard, which makes it so that you can't sleep anymore.
You feel sleepy, and a bit weird, kinda numb all over your body. Must have slept in a bad position. Suddenly the lights come to the room, and you're greeted by the sigh of a chubby man with blue hair and a mustache sitting on a chair. Your sleepy mind can't register well what is going on just yet so instead of panicking you just manage to pull out a reasonable "Bwuh".
"Well kid, I'm going to the castle for the princess and stuff. You can pick the stuff on the chest when you're ready to go, take care." The man says and leaves.
Wha...?
Just then your mind starts actually working and you realize something important... this isn't your room...
*FLASH-CRASH-BOOM*
As if to accentuate the situation a thunder strikes somewhere.
Alright, don't panic, don't panic, stop breathing fast, deep breaths, c'mon, deeeeep breaaaaths.... in... out... okay... first, try to stay calm and figure what is going on. So, let's see this room. So far from it you notice the following:
- Only one bed.
- 3 clay pots by the side of the bed for some reason.
- A legit treasure chest near the door.
You're wearing a green dress for some reason. When you move your head to look down some light brown hair falls in front of your eyes. When move your hand to it you realize that it is smaller and more delicate than usual. There is also a sligh weigh on your chest. Quicks pats on your torso confirms that there is something on your chest that wasn't there.
"Wha..."
Your voice is not the same, it sounds like that of a young girl...
*FLASH-CRASH-BOOM*
What... what is going on...?
What do you do?
[] Panic.
[] Get out of there fast.
[] Lay still and hope you wake up.
[] Write-in.
Hey there! Short intro chapter for a possibly short quest, couldn't think of much to write without spoiling things. This is not really a serious quest, so yeah.
I'll probably change the title if this continues, depends on if it seems interesting or not.
X] ... Denial is good for the soul an hey, look, a istraction
-[X] Open the chest.
--[X] And check the pots for loot
Edited to @ShadowAngelBeta idea
-[X] Open the chest.
--[X] And check the pots for loot
Edited to @ShadowAngelBeta idea
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[X] Panic.
[X] Break all the pots!
Well this will be awkward when we need to go potty.
Well this will be awkward when we need to go potty.
[X] ... Denial is good for the soul an hey, look, a istraction
-[X] Open the chest.
--[X] And check the pots for loot
I don't know why, but "Nope" MC amuses me for this.
-[X] Open the chest.
--[X] And check the pots for loot
I don't know why, but "Nope" MC amuses me for this.
PANIC-engaged
- Location
- Chile
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Panic
A more calm person probably would have tried to make sense of the current situation. They would probably have taken a better look at the place, looked for their belongings, tried t ocome up with explanation for this kind of thing, including the gender change maybe.
You weren't really calm at the moment though.
Breathing rather heavily and fast, your first reaction was to panic. You have no idea where you are or why. Did that blue-haired guy kidnap you and bring you here? Where is here? What's up with your clothes and with your body? What's goin on!?
Without much thought you decidde to try and run away. Whoever that guy was they probably will come back, better not be here by then. Course of action decided you try and go to the door, but quickly find yourself bound by some invicible force!
"AHHHH!! LET ME GO!!"
You struggle to no avail, whatever trapped you seems to have a pretty good firm on your arms. But your determination is strong, you keep on fighting, you'll get free! Just gotta find an opening...
*BAM*
...
...
...
... you find yourself getting to know the floor beides the bed. It hurts but it's not the worst you've had. Turning around to face the ceiling you look towards yourself to try and see just what has you trapped.
...
...
... bed sheets. Just bed sheets or covers or whatever they are.
You let out a laugh. It was just a piece of cloth. You get your arms out and find out that the floor is quite comfortable. Looking at the ceiling is quite relaxing too.
Just bed sheets.
*FLASH-CRASH-BOOM*
The storm continues outside...
What will you do?
[] Write-in.
Alright, first off sorry this should have been done earlier. I was busy with some university stuff and getting distracted by games though.
Anyways, yeah, short chapters until things start rolling.
A more calm person probably would have tried to make sense of the current situation. They would probably have taken a better look at the place, looked for their belongings, tried t ocome up with explanation for this kind of thing, including the gender change maybe.
You weren't really calm at the moment though.
Breathing rather heavily and fast, your first reaction was to panic. You have no idea where you are or why. Did that blue-haired guy kidnap you and bring you here? Where is here? What's up with your clothes and with your body? What's goin on!?
Without much thought you decidde to try and run away. Whoever that guy was they probably will come back, better not be here by then. Course of action decided you try and go to the door, but quickly find yourself bound by some invicible force!
"AHHHH!! LET ME GO!!"
You struggle to no avail, whatever trapped you seems to have a pretty good firm on your arms. But your determination is strong, you keep on fighting, you'll get free! Just gotta find an opening...
*BAM*
...
...
...
... you find yourself getting to know the floor beides the bed. It hurts but it's not the worst you've had. Turning around to face the ceiling you look towards yourself to try and see just what has you trapped.
...
...
... bed sheets. Just bed sheets or covers or whatever they are.
You let out a laugh. It was just a piece of cloth. You get your arms out and find out that the floor is quite comfortable. Looking at the ceiling is quite relaxing too.
Just bed sheets.
*FLASH-CRASH-BOOM*
The storm continues outside...
What will you do?
[] Write-in.
Alright, first off sorry this should have been done earlier. I was busy with some university stuff and getting distracted by games though.
Anyways, yeah, short chapters until things start rolling.
Ceiling, pots, and the face in the mirror.
- Location
- Chile
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Search the chest and pots
[X] Examine your body
The rain keeps on going, the occasional thunder reounds in the distance, you're still laying on the floor looking at the ceiling as if it holds all the answers in the universe. And who knows, maybe it does, but it is being a jerk and doesn't tell you.
You stare harder at the ceiling until you tire yourself out and decide to do something else. So you end up getting the covers off and look around the room for stuff of interest, which is pretty easy given how illuminated the whole place is. Which, in turn, is weird becuase there doesn't seem to be any real source of light anywere, it's still pitch black outside, and yet the plae look as if it were broad daylight.
Deciding to muse about it later you get to the chest and open it, a bright light coming from it for some reason, before dissapearing and revevaling... nothing? Seriously, nothing! Where's the trasure?
As you move your hand to make sure you are seeing right you reailize that you're holding something. Said something being a blue hand mirror. However what really makes you stop is not the sudden mirror, but what's reflected on it.
Your face.
Only it is not your face, but at the same time it is.
It's strange, weird, and makes you feel a bit sick with how close it is to what you got used to seeing every morning. 'Is this what people call Uncany Valley feeling?'
Sure the face in the mirror is clearly that of a girl, yet it is almost just like your own. A bit more round, and more childish, but it definitely looks like you. The hair is different, same brown color but a bit longer, getting to yout shoulders and curling abit inwards at that part. Not your usual haircut but you could have pulled this off back home for sure.
You always ha an androgynous look actually, enough to be able to pass as either a boy or a girl if you prepared yourself a bit. It made it easy to do a bunch of roles in school, often as a princess for some reason, probably becuase kids were assholes and like to poke fun at your 'girly look'. Either way, sure, you could pass as either, but you always indentified yourself as male, and were happy with that.
The face in the mirror who mimicks you is that of a girl though, sorta like a younger you, but still a girl. Looking at it makes you feel weird so you decide to stop, and on cue the mirror burst into small particles of light. That's something.
You hope that mirror didn't do anything to you or something and then vanished, though you have a feeling on the back of your mind, as if the mirror is there, waiting.
You shudder, enough with the creepy stuff. May as well check other stuff. Yeah, keep your mind busy.
So! The pots! There were three besides the bed, all brown and round. You can't really see what is in them though, it's pitch black in them for some reason. As if the light just never touched the inside. Placing a hand there makes it vanish in the darkness, wich honestly creeped you out a little s you quickly pulled said hand out.
Aside from that not much about the pots. They feel a little heavy but you're sure you could lift them no problem.
With all that done you choose to take your attention to another important thing on the room. Yourself, or more specific your body.
While the short experience with your reflection isn't something you wanna experience anytime soon you assume that just making sure everything is in place is okay. Though you fear that may not be the case, with reason.
Anyways! Arms! Shaking them a bit feels natural, just like your own.
Torso! That place... has something new. It's just a small weight placed, not enough to be on the front of your mind umless you concentrate on it but just enough to make it so that you don't realize it exist. Just a few quick pats give you the answer you were dreading.
Yep, you have boobs apparently. Joy.
Can't really say much else, the dress is covering most of your body, and despite having used a dress now and then before you never quite learned how to put one yourself, so you rather not try yo get it off you on the fear that you may rip it appart. You appreciate not being naked.
Legs! Same as the arms, with the exception that they are not arms but instead are legs. Surprising, right?
Well everything seems as good as it can be. Your body doesn't feel weird nor that different from your own, despite the obvious differences, somehow. You don't realy feel much of the new stuff unless you pay attention to it actually. May be for the better for now, you rather not have alien sensations shoved into your face making you panic.
...
So... now what? The rain is still going and you are sure that there's nothing else worth chekcing over here.
[] Write-in.
Heyo heyo, update happened. Write ins will be the only option until there's a real choice to be made in regards to the course of action.
Happy holidays by the by! Also remember!
[X] Examine your body
The rain keeps on going, the occasional thunder reounds in the distance, you're still laying on the floor looking at the ceiling as if it holds all the answers in the universe. And who knows, maybe it does, but it is being a jerk and doesn't tell you.
You stare harder at the ceiling until you tire yourself out and decide to do something else. So you end up getting the covers off and look around the room for stuff of interest, which is pretty easy given how illuminated the whole place is. Which, in turn, is weird becuase there doesn't seem to be any real source of light anywere, it's still pitch black outside, and yet the plae look as if it were broad daylight.
Deciding to muse about it later you get to the chest and open it, a bright light coming from it for some reason, before dissapearing and revevaling... nothing? Seriously, nothing! Where's the trasure?
As you move your hand to make sure you are seeing right you reailize that you're holding something. Said something being a blue hand mirror. However what really makes you stop is not the sudden mirror, but what's reflected on it.
Your face.
Only it is not your face, but at the same time it is.
It's strange, weird, and makes you feel a bit sick with how close it is to what you got used to seeing every morning. 'Is this what people call Uncany Valley feeling?'
Sure the face in the mirror is clearly that of a girl, yet it is almost just like your own. A bit more round, and more childish, but it definitely looks like you. The hair is different, same brown color but a bit longer, getting to yout shoulders and curling abit inwards at that part. Not your usual haircut but you could have pulled this off back home for sure.
You always ha an androgynous look actually, enough to be able to pass as either a boy or a girl if you prepared yourself a bit. It made it easy to do a bunch of roles in school, often as a princess for some reason, probably becuase kids were assholes and like to poke fun at your 'girly look'. Either way, sure, you could pass as either, but you always indentified yourself as male, and were happy with that.
The face in the mirror who mimicks you is that of a girl though, sorta like a younger you, but still a girl. Looking at it makes you feel weird so you decide to stop, and on cue the mirror burst into small particles of light. That's something.
You hope that mirror didn't do anything to you or something and then vanished, though you have a feeling on the back of your mind, as if the mirror is there, waiting.
You shudder, enough with the creepy stuff. May as well check other stuff. Yeah, keep your mind busy.
So! The pots! There were three besides the bed, all brown and round. You can't really see what is in them though, it's pitch black in them for some reason. As if the light just never touched the inside. Placing a hand there makes it vanish in the darkness, wich honestly creeped you out a little s you quickly pulled said hand out.
Aside from that not much about the pots. They feel a little heavy but you're sure you could lift them no problem.
With all that done you choose to take your attention to another important thing on the room. Yourself, or more specific your body.
While the short experience with your reflection isn't something you wanna experience anytime soon you assume that just making sure everything is in place is okay. Though you fear that may not be the case, with reason.
Anyways! Arms! Shaking them a bit feels natural, just like your own.
Torso! That place... has something new. It's just a small weight placed, not enough to be on the front of your mind umless you concentrate on it but just enough to make it so that you don't realize it exist. Just a few quick pats give you the answer you were dreading.
Yep, you have boobs apparently. Joy.
Can't really say much else, the dress is covering most of your body, and despite having used a dress now and then before you never quite learned how to put one yourself, so you rather not try yo get it off you on the fear that you may rip it appart. You appreciate not being naked.
Legs! Same as the arms, with the exception that they are not arms but instead are legs. Surprising, right?
Well everything seems as good as it can be. Your body doesn't feel weird nor that different from your own, despite the obvious differences, somehow. You don't realy feel much of the new stuff unless you pay attention to it actually. May be for the better for now, you rather not have alien sensations shoved into your face making you panic.
...
So... now what? The rain is still going and you are sure that there's nothing else worth chekcing over here.
[] Write-in.
Heyo heyo, update happened. Write ins will be the only option until there's a real choice to be made in regards to the course of action.
Happy holidays by the by! Also remember!
