by muffinstud » Sat Sep 05, 2009 12:06 pm
[Wow. You guys went crazy go nuts last night! I've got my work cut out for me...]
First off, all the attempts to ram into the wall and whatnot prove just as fruitless as it seems they would. These things are solid. The PA speakers are actually kiddie corner with a wall and the ceiling. If not for the tiny air vents in the ceilings, these people would be in some real trouble.
Both attempts at using cell phones reveal: no bars. You might get half a second of call time before your call gets dropped, and that's if you're lucky.
Nosnits:
Robert looks younger. Not necessarily meaning he's lost a couple years, but his skin is just that much smoother and elastic now. A little paler, too, it almost suits the long red hair sprouting from his head. His already red eyebrows are much finer, little more than lines above his eyes. Even his eyes seem to be turning red, and a little more glisteny than they were before.
[Evra, Ginny: Holy freaking cow! I swear, you guys have to have gotten this thing figured out! Is my little puzzle that easy?]
Evra:
Alex's hair simply radiates a certain amount of class as it lengthens even more. None of it reaches his shoulders though, as most of it is caught in the back with a white ribbon into a small, off center ponytail. His bangs are just out of his eyes, and frame his face at the sides by reaching all the way down to his chin. These side bangs frame soft cheeks and a small but pointed chin that is most definitely feminine. Large, beautiful grey eyes shine above his girlish cheeks. Just by his face, one would think he was a pretty boy, but the glowing black hair says otherwise. More obvious to Alex than his face and hair are his shoulders, arms and hands. He can see them visibly get smaller, thinner. His biceps, once maybe large enough to at least see a line when he flexed, become so dainty as to lose even that small bit of manliness. The smallness, the thinness sweeps down his arms to his hands, where he can see and feel them becoming thin and delicate. His fingers, though they feel more nimble than before, have lost much of their strength. His arms, were he to see them on a woman, would be thin but beautiful. On him, they just look odd, at least until the rest of him gets skinnier. He loses a little height, and the obvious loss of weight and muscle mass from his chest to his legs leaves him...petite. His white shirt and tight black shorts do nothing to hide this. Just looking at him, one would think first of a girl. Definitely one with a boyish figure, but with the hair and cute face combined with his slim figure, boyish is as manly as it's going to get for Alex.
Ginny:
Claude...doesn't fare any better than Alex. His silver hair turns a ravishing purple and creeps down his back. While it creeps, he can feel a tickle at his ears and in his nose. These tickles are actually his nose and ears getting smaller, cuter even. With a blink, his eyes become a startling blue, deep and rich. These are eyes made to get lost in. The purple hair creeps down further, and his neck and shoulders, while already slim and sleek, smooth out into a much different kind of sleek. His sharp shoulders round down and follow a gentle curve from his elegant neck to smaller arms. Not as thin as Alex's, Claude's arms gain similar softness. His fingers shrink in on themselves, and while not too long for his smaller hand size, they seem a little longer than Alex's. His fingernails also seem to have a clear polish, for the shine they have. Downward the purple hair still spills, straight and smooth as silk. It finally ends just below his butt, his bangs just out of his eyes except for a large swath just to the right of his right eye. It doesn't cover his eye up, per se, but he can see the mass of hair in his peripheral, framing his softer face in a lovely way. Lovely is a word that could apply to most of Claude now. He loses enough height to be about even with Alex before he dropped in inches. His whole frame also slims down, losing all the lines his muscles gave him and trading them for smooth lines of soft skin. Still not as thin as Alex, Claude has a little more leg than him, and those legs already look to be plenty long and plenty smooth, if not especially curvy. And, just when it seemed to be over, Claude's clothes take on a white color and fuze into a single piece. It still appears to be a shirt and shorts, if with poofy sleeves and a wide hem, but it is all one piece. Almost like a dress. The front of the white shirt hides something from outside view, but not for long. A warm, pleasant tingling sensation covers Claude's front. He feels every little bit as it pushes against the fabric, causing it to tent outwards. When it ends, when it all finally ends, Claude has something between A and B cup breasts hugging into his shirt.
Neph:
Vincent can feel his arms slim down. Uncharacteristically, while his arms do seem to be getting slimmer, even shaplier, they retain a certain amount of muscle line. Even his shoulders seem to stay somewhat angular. His arms are firm, toned and retain a good amount of strength, but not his hands. His hands are slim now. His hands are small. His hands have long, manicured nails. If there is polish on them, it's clear. These are the soft, tender hands of a woman, not the hands he was born with. Were he to raise his arms and only look above the collarbone, he would see a handsome woman who enjoyed a good workout as much as a good manicure.
Riana:
Where Vincent's shoulders are angular, Taylor's smooth down to almost nothing. Where Vincent has tone and definition in his arms, Taylor only has softness. Perhaps the only similarity between the two, other than the underlying feminine grace, is their hands. Taylor's hands are soft, with a small palm and short, slender fingers. The nails aren't quite as long as Vincent's but look much prettier. They are covered in a pink, rosy enamel. Taylor's arms belong on a woman that not only enjoys the manicures, but gives them to others on a frequent basis.
Mendo:
James' hair lengthens again, but it still isn't very long, especially by the standards the other boys seem to be setting. A small yellow ribbon ties up the back, keeping it up and tight. The only strands that really could be considered long would be just in front of his ears. As if mocking the sideburn, these elegant tufts fall gracefully down to brush against his collarbone. His bangs just barely don't obscure his vision, and are parted in the middle to display a now smoother forehead. In fact, smooth would be the best way to describe the rest of his face. His cheeks are fuller and his chin less prominent, if still sharp, and his nose just seems so much softer than before.
Lost:
Jake's hair doesn't really change much except for two things. First off, two thin bands of hair slip down from the spot his little blue ponytail starts, dangling only an inch from his face and tickling his shoulders and collarbone. Secondly, the hair in the ponytail shoots out, and it doesn't stop until the end of it tapers down to his knee. The blue of his hair is just as deep and rich as it was before, and thanks to a few strands that fall to the sides of his cheeks, frame his still manly face in a pretty way.
[Woof! Glad these are only one a day!]
"Well, you'll have plenty of time to live in a van down by the river, when you're living...in a van down by the river!" --Matt Foley, motivational speaker