The Great Troper Change Fest! (Reboot)

"Of course...what did having wolf ears feel like? Did you hear better?"

*Verdana and Joshua are present again. The former doesn't have those medkits anymore, but the latter has had his head wrapped tightly with a bandage of fabric.*

"Yes, a bit better... maybe if I had have more time to adapt to them even better... but so they just were... kinda there... patting them felt kinda nice... I mean at least I now know why most dogs like that so much... but other than that nothing."

boop

Hello?

I'm milling about, wondering where everyone went.

A dull, expressionless, look on my face, I shuffle down the road. There appears to be something wrong with me...

I turn to Pastry. "You okay?"

I freeze.

   "..."   

"...You there? You cool? You don't look cool."

I turn around to face Ideas, a odd glint in my crimson red eyes.

Wait. My eyes are usually yellow.

With what seems to be ''anger' clearly visible on my face, I approach Ideas.

I start grasping my scythe. "Hey, hey, I'm sorry, it's not my buisness, I'll leave you alone, okay?"

FOR DEVELOPMENT!

The air heats up around me, and something that seems to be sheer demonic power emerges from the ground around me, revolving around my body and leaving tiny crimson trails in their wake...and suddenly, I leap forward to grab Ideas by the throat.

I am not myself.

Sergey still walks aimlessly around still trying to figure how to launch his missiles... and by that by extension how to stop them from launching without his consent.

"Nopenopenopenopeno—AAAAAA"

I hit the ground, grasping at the arm holding me down. Hey, Sergey, what's all that commotion?

Hatred in my eyes, I stare into Ideas as my grip begins to tighten...and I start to smile.

Whelp, looks like the only thing to do is go for the place where it hurts.

My eyes shoot open- but in complete rage, and not pain. Filled with bloodlust, I raise a hand into there air, where the demonic power gathers in it, warping it into the shape of a claw- until suddenly, I'm left staring off into space with my normal, golden, eyes.

I let go of Ideas, claw turning back into a normal hand.

edited 23rd Jun '16 9:33:59 AM by PastryPerson

Sergey - seemingly near the two it seems^Note Sorry if I misinterpreted you Too Many Ideas, if that bit should be done alone I'll edit suddenly realized what's happening "EEP!" *BLAM* - *BLAM* two fireworks go up "Err..."

Er...Ideas?

I immediately run off at insane speed, leaving rose petals behind me.

"...Huh?"

I frown at TMI running off, and notice Sergey.

"...Uh, what was that?"

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"ow my head"

"I-If you mean you... then you were all demonlike and shit... if you mean me... I seem to have kinda... fired my missiles again..."

"..Demonlike?"

I turn to the new guy.

"Uh, hey- you OK?"