Now You See Me

Jess here, making Box!Thrall a full resident of the City. Through RP with Ryxl I have determined that he is an AU Thrall; the alternate timeline where Ryxl helped him escape Durnholde Keep and fight off the Infinite Dragonflight sorta separated and dead-ended once the original sequence of events was preserved, so this isn't the normal Thrall. He's about 16, is not a shaman, and is perfectly content with not living out the destiny of his original counterpart. He will also be changing his name at some point, so suggestions are welcome.

Mew? Mew!

I appear to have a tail! And my eyes have changed color. And I have ears, and my skin is lighter, and I think I shrunk about two feet... and my hair has gone pink. I'm not a redhead anymore, mew!

Anyone else finding themselves similarly afflicted?


[ooc: pokeperson glitch! you are a humanshape pokemon. GO.]

This City was odd. Subaru still wasn't fully sure if it made sense or how to react to it, but Seishirou-san was here, and he had said Hokuto was, too, so Subaru thought he'd be okay. Hopefully Obaasama wouldn't notice he was gone; she would worry too much and that wasn't good for her. Here and now, though, Subaru didn't have any control over any of it, he figured the best thing to do was to find his sister. Seishirou-san was a comforting and familiar presence, but he didn't quite match up to the familiarity of his twin sister.

Subaru knocked tentatively on the door that Seishirou had told him was Hokuto's. "Neechan?" He called, quietly, hoping she was in and also holding onto a little bit of hope that she wouldn't notice he was wearing the same thing as yesterday (and not wearing it all that well.)

I mentioned it in chat, but figured would say here.
Justin unleashed a bunch of ratties to look for people for him. They look, and basically work, like normal brown rats. When attacked (or, really, even slightly hurt or injured in any way) they poof into smoke. To normal senses, they look/smell/feel/sound like normal rats, but to any magical/whatever senses they seem like hollow/not whole (It would be possible to trace them back to Justin without him noticing, too).
They're trying their best to remain unnoticed, and will flee if they realise they've been spotted, but since some of you have fancy senses I figured should mention. They can communicate telepathically with Justin, but they don't understand english and have senses of normal rats.

(He plans to poof them away after he gets his bearings, but a few might stick around. He feels odd in a city with no rodents)

It was a strange occurrence, existing when you knew that you should rightfully cease to be. Vierren had challenged fate and as it seemed, had won. There was a definite pause as the now dark haired girl, barely in her twenties processed events, possibilities and then, paying no heed to her surroundings and almost complete lack of clothing, broke into a jig. "It worked!" she declared happily, unable to stop the grin from plastering itself onto her features. "IT WORKED!" the girl said again, a little louder and this time matched with both fists punching the air above her head.

A minute or two later, when she'd suppressed her excitement to the point of standing still, Vie took in her surroundings. The buildings were tall, some alike to what she knew from home while others were freakishly different. She bounced idly, curious and excited and wondering what would come next. This certainly wasn't her homeland.

G'morning!

Xhan here. Picking up an OC. Rochelle Vierren, but most people call her 'Vie'. She's a little excited and curious about her new surroundings, probably because she didn't think the amazing 'plan' of her former self would actually work.

BUT MORE ABOUT THAT LATER. 8DD

As if the City hadn't been strange enough, the addition of certain persons from his own reality was enough to throw 'weird' into the 'bizarre' category. He'd been adjusting well enough, though deep down he still doubted that this was all just another experiment; another test at the Facility. Perhaps he hadn't broken free at all, had never really met Anke and hadn't really done a thing to break down the Das'nei empire. He couldn't shake the feeling that this place was really no place at all.

And then Joey had appeared. Her arrival throwing everything he'd convinced himself of, and the fact that she knew him and seemed to trust him only confused him more.  Regardless, the large box at the party had had his name on it and the contents had been Joey. Not that Mal took this as a serious possession, but still.

Outside the party, the street was cool; dimly lit and vacant save for themseves. She was still grasping his hand and the action was making him a little cautious, if not a bit confused. "You alright?" Mal asked, tone even.