#kc_necropolis

One woman helped herself to a lot of punch and looks almost goblinesque, the thallian, not the nocker! Twisted and eager to destroy at least so her eyes read.

CLem looks impressed "Could it be their own fears helping fuel it? What little dreams they do have?"

"Aye, mayhaps... fear is a great power, primeval."

Zara's own hair is darkening - but then, others are changing!

"I aint' a #$#$#er" One man says as his skin has gone dark! "I aint'..."

He murmurs, "I didn't even get a chance to take out my claws, but a few of those fellows are enjoying a backseat ride downtown."

He does crack his knuckles a bit, nonchalantly, at that slur.

Swine features on some, retilian eyes.. not lightly...

Not happy like pooka. Not fitting... not right

No these changes from the punch are punishment of a true ugliness within.

Clem whispers "I tried to tweak the elder form so they became who they most hated"

"And I made them.. ah... be who they were..."

"..inside.."

"Oh, this is a mix." Delighted curiosity!

SOme who were not drinking stir to find themselves among monnsters, and the target of their hatred! A woman screams as her now arab looking husband tries to explain with a Saudi accent!

Vince is enthralled. Someday the power may be his... but the ugliness is hard to watch.

One fellow finds himself getting punched by his best friend

But then there are the beastial people, some shaking and freaking over what they are.. others gibbering as if giving into monsterhood

Zara's darkening eyes sparkle with delight. Oh this is NEW.

Zara is no lover of violence, but so far no weapons , rather there is terror, fear, and the macabre!

A drink sweeter than wine for the sluagh.

The people damn themselves. One woman turns asian, and begins talking as if she were approaching american sailors on the Docks of some foreign country "You want good time? Five dollar good time. Twenty dollar? REAL Good time"

"We may have started something" Clem says in a low voice

"A thing of beauty, nu?"

Some are now fleeing into the streets.. many shielding their faces or using masks they would have ignored

"Party's breaking up" Clem grins

"Aye. Perhaps it is time to go..." She takes in a deep breath.

"Now, Valencia... do you need to give aught chase?"

"Dont mind if I do..." Clem throws some stones "Foul and hateful words they've used, now give chase and repeat. Let them know what it's like to fear, the sound lf lynchmob's hateful feet"

The stones roll, growing like marbles, and they sound off in hateful wordss, slurs to fit the new forms, insults to belitle the new deformaties... and threats "Hang em!" "Get em away from our women!" "The only good (Whatever you are) is a dead (Whatever you are)! GO BACK WHERE YOU COME FROM!" and so on

Vince watches them go, a little saddened. "Thinkest thou they may yet learn?"

"I hope so."

"Some must be forced to empathy."

Clem grins, the stones chasing for her. "well, punching them might be more satisfying but that had style" she looks over at Vince "Vince.. folks learn slow sometimes... but even if they don't learn to stop hating.. they might learn to stop acting on it"

He nods. "One must always hope."

"As in eve'ry Samhain, Miss Delores says nae... but someday, someday!"

"mm my elder form didn't last long at all on you, Zara" CLem says

"Well, if one casting was going to be a dud..."

"Da'an knows her well, and knows the shape she takes. A delightful one!"

"Oh shoot , best thing it did wear off. Earl perfers his girls willowy"

"Aye."

"A busty lass might knock over trinkets and shelved books." He observes.

"And tough to slide between the stacks, when stacked!"

"Precisely. I like how I am."

"Never thought of the library needs" Clem admits. She picks up a stick and ponders. "While some become what they fear, others might be what they worship. She might be a woman full of sass, she might be a woman who acts high class, but one thing I know, and this is a blast, I know Vincina will have a great ass" Then she swats Vince on the rump.

"Candy is dandy, but Witchy is nichey."

And Vince's voice goes a higher octave... as his outtie becomes an innie,a nd we don't mean belly buttons

He blinks. And looks down. And gives a test jiggle.

As Vince becomes female, yes. Oh THOSE jiggle nicely. No library work for him

But it's the ass that's really oh so spankable