Darcie: okay. *runs to a phone booth, emerges as dylana*
Danny: *One ups her by spinning very rapidly into Arwen*
Wonder Woman, eat your heart out.
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Darcie: *disappears in a poof of purple smoke*
Danny: *Dyes the smoke blue*
Darcie: *reappears as Dylana in a puff of bluegreen smoke*
Darcie: *Dylana threatens to take her sword to Danny*
Danny: *Looks smug*
Dustin: My transformation this week: *chet does the 'alien' style
creature-outta-the-guts thing & says "Hi. How's the weather?"*
It's really hard to tell which one of these three is MORE peculiar, some days...
Darcie: you missed your chance to make an entrance. you are now arwen. the magic gnomes (and dy) have thus decreed it.
Danny: *Suddenly gets splashed by cold water tossed by an old woman you didn't see before*
Danny: *He develops female features, and you realize that she is in fact Arwen*
Darcie: i already said you were arwen. :-)
Dustin: AAAAAAAAAAH! NO MORPHING!!!!
Darcie: no ranma
Danny: I didn't morph, I transformed.
Dustin: Eeeew.
Darcie: bad ranma. arwen 1/2?
Danny: At least I can't channel.
Dustin: No....she's more like arwen 2 1/2
Darcie: thank gods for that
Darcie: lol
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Darcie: *morphs into Dylana*
Danny: *Have you ever seen one of those pictures that is simultaneously two faces, and yet a vase? Or both an old lady and a young lady at the same time? That is what you see before you. One moment, it is Danny, but then you realize it was Arwen all along.*
Dustin: *grabs zipper just above hairline* *pulls* *peels away real-world-persona*
GM: we're getting MORE and MORE extravagant with this, aren't we?
Dustin: *it's groth* Damn...lemme try again...*unzips groth* *it's an annoyed-looking chetwin* "You mean I spent last week in a german?"
It's a long story.
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Darcie: okay. ONCE AGAIN! *jumps up way high in the air & snaps into Dylana upon impacting the ground* THUD!!!!
Danny: An ethereal voice pervades the room. "I am the terror that flaps in the night.
Darcie: ARWING duck?
Danny: "I am the brat that precociously and continuously sticks herself in harms way just because it's kind of neat." A puff of blue, gray, and maroon smoke appears. When it fades, you see Arwen.
Dustin: *drinks a slightly murky potion and falls the ground, twitching and convulsing, with his hands over his face...as the twitching subsides, the hands come down to reveal chet's face*
Curiouser and curiouser...
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Dustin: *looks down in horror as his abdomen writhes and bulges...a large hand, followed by a red-and-blue sleeve bursts from his skin...chet then climbs out and bows* *chet stands up, then jerks a thumb at Dustin, from whom he has just burst..."Who's this jerk?"
Darcie: *pulls out a dr pepper can, and upon opening it, is hidden behind a curtain of shimmery dr-pepper-spray stuff* when it settles, Dylana sips from the can... which has probably also transformed, because dy wouldn't know of dr peppers existence
Danny: *Reaches ominously into his jacket pocket, and with a dramatic movement, pulls out an eye dropper!* *He hold the dropper over his head, and squeezes three drops onto his scalp.* *The liquid starts to bubble and foam, and as it spreads down his body, it causes a chemical reaction making him in every way like Arwen.*
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Darcie: *pulls out several crayons and a large mirror & starts doing something that looks like applying makeup but weirder. * *puts away the mirror and crayons, turns around as Dylana*
Danny: *A strange man in a dirty flannel trenchcoat, spotted with holes, walks in. He looks like he's spent years on the streets, although lacks a noticable smell. He is completely unkempt.* *He is bald, and wears sunglasses* *He glances up, looks startled for a moment* "Oh, sorry. Wrong room" He leaves. *Arwen walks in, muttering something about casting problems*
Dustin: *a gas-can type container appears out of thin air, above Dustin's head...it upends itself, spilling a thick, viscous, red-and-blue liquid over him...smoke rises from everywhere that it touches...he bursts into flames, until the exterior is burned off, leaving chetwin underneath*
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Danny: I close my eyes, and reach for the true source, bringing weaves of air and fire to manipulate the path of light. A shimmering web appaers around my mein, forming into the illusion of a sixteen year old brat who asks too many questions.
Darcie: *pulls out a pack of bubble gum, chews on all the pieces for a couple minutes, blows one damn big bubble, gets covered in bubble gum, starts picking bits of gum off, finishes picking gum off, is Dylana*
Dustin: *holds 35' pole in the air and jumps up and down...there is a red-and-blue flash, followed by an earsplitting thunderclap...an acrid smell fills the air, along with a cloud of black smoke...when the smoke clears, chet is holding the pole*
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