Roleplay:Gender Switch

The roleplay that started them all is back! Gender Switch is based off an event that happened to the character Vicious the Dark: he became a woman. Now, nobody knows why it happened, but anybody who laughs has it happen to them for a week. Vic returned to normal, but the chick separated from him, and is known as Victoria. Now, I'm running this roleplay, not Vic. But who cares? I'm going to do it well.

In this, anybody who laughs at Vic or Will turning into women get changed into the other gender, the only exceptions being those who already had the transformation, or those who do it anyway (like Jeff)

Skill levels have no meaning, only energy levels. Shapeshifters as well as people with an energy concentration of 70% and higher do not change/mask their appearance, while anything below that cannot.

Rules
KP-UC standard set, so the traditional roleplay rules. One different rule, however - indecent acts can be alluded to (so, you can hint about two characters sleeping together) but cannot be performed on the roleplay itself. For example, you could have two characters of different genders wake up next to one another, but you cannot describe directly what, if anything, happened when they first got into that bed together.

Invited Users
Ok, I got sick of the chaos, and rebooted the roleplay. Now, you have to REQUEST to rejoin, because I wasn't impressed with some of your roleplaying styles at all, and you lost me completely. Request to join or rejoin on the talkpage, or my user talk.

Currently invited users:
 * Sakura
 * Hunter
 * Blood
 * Shadow-Flare
 * HS664
 * Pumpituppartyzone
 * Nero
 * Ryu
 * Kagi
 * Shima
 * Wolf9400
 * Wh!testar
 * ApalloTH

Characters
''Any character can join! Just stick 'em under their side, then let this go crazy!)''

Good
for all characters that appear aligned to the light, so add your good guys here
 * Will the Echidna/Wilma (played by Flashfire212)
 * Striker the Echidna/??? (played by Flashfire212)
 * Maddy the Hedgehog/Marshal the Hedgehog (played by Flashfire212)
 * Flare the Wolf and The Elementals (played by Flashfire212)
 * Dalton the Cat (Hunter1034)
 * Pyre the Carbuncle (S-Flare)
 * Temporal the Cat/Tetra the Cat (NeroTH)
 * D.W./Don the Rabbit (played by PIUPZ)
 * Rory the Pika (played by PIUPZ)
 * Fredrick the Deer (White)
 * The Random Rangers (Played by Ryu)
 * Ryu/Rory
 * Shanoa/Shane
 * Albus/Abigail
 * Linebeck/Rebeccah
 * Kotuumath/Kirihana
 * Vira/Victor
 * Shima the Hedgehog/Sean (Shima)
 * Hali the Hedgehog (Shima)L
 * Lunas/Luana (Apallo)
 * Terra The Cat/Terry The Cat (Apallo)

Evil
for all characters that appear aligned to the darkness, so add your villains here!
 * Jacob the Echidna/Jackie the Echidna (Played by Flash)

Neutral
for all characters that appear aligned to nobody, so add your midway guys here!
 * Stave the Hedgehog/Steph the Hedgehog (played by Flashfire212)
 * Ranga/??? (played by Flashfire212)
 * Charlene the Fox (Hunter1034)
 * Sledge the Hedgehog/??? (S-Flare)
 * Shawn/Shawnice the Bandicoot (played by Pumpituppartyzone)
 * Jesse the Echidna/Jenny the Echidna (played by Wolf9400)

Trolls

 * Rageik (can change anyway) (anybody)
 * Phantom (can change anyway) (anybody)
 * Mephiles (anybody)
 * Nazo (anybody)
 * Tonic/Tonicka (anybody)
 * Larry/??? (anybody)
 * Dickmar/??? (anybody)
 * Toxic the Hedgehog/Toxodisia the Hedgehog (anybody)
 * Bolt the Hedgehog/Becca the Hedgehog(anybody)
 * Frost the Hedgehog/???(anybody)
 * Poison the Hedgehog/???(anybody)
 * Solar the Hedgehog/??? (anybody)
 * The Trolls (in general, anyone can use the Trolls)

Intro
''If this is like a fanfic, then good. I wanted it to get it started well - FF''

(Will, Blood, Vic and Comet are seen walking through Green Hill Zone after fighting the trolls nearby. Will is ecstatic, and bouncing off the walls, while the others are happy)

Will: Wow, that was awesome. I mean, Comet, that blast on Larry was UBER awesome!

Comet: I do my best.

Will: And when you and Jeff split Tonic's legs, Blood, That was just hilarious! I could have wet myself laughing!

BloodSonic: Hey, it was Jeff's idea.

Will: And Vic, fighting Mac and Nazo on his own, that was amazing!

(Vic is silent)

Will: Vic?

Vicious: Hmm? Oh, sorry. I was thinking.

Will: What about? All of your girlfriends? I can't even count them all!

(Blood and Comet laugh and nod. Vic frowns and shakes his head)

Vic: No, not that.

Will: What about when you turned into a chick? That was funny! (Will starts laughing. Comet and Blood shut up, look at each other, then Chaos Control away. Vic looks at Will).

Vic: You wouldn't be laughing if you knew what happens.

Will: Meh. I still find it funny.

Vic: It WILL happen to you, if you laugh.

Will: Yeah? Do you see boobs on me? I don't! It's not, Vic. That's just a rumor, which you started, I think.

Vic: Very well. If you do change, I'll be at that little coffee joint Blood likes.

(Vic Chaos Controls out. Will just shakes his head and walks home, falling asleep as soon as his head hits his pillow. However, he woke up in the middle of the night, and found he had turned into a girl. Astonished, he pinched himself, but didn't 'wake' up. He was already awake. He touched his chest: they were real boobs. Alarmed, he left his bedroom straight for the laundry, grabbing some of his sister's bras, underwear, shirts and pants, all of which he pulled on, then went back to his bedroom, grabbing the Twin Dragon Dao blades, then Chaos Controlled out, straight back to Green Hill Zone, where he sat until sunrise. Then, he rushed to the coffee shop, where Vic sat, an adult guys magazine and a coffee in front of him.)

Will: Ok, what happened to me?

Vic: Who are you? Wait, Will? Is that you?

Will: Who else, the tooth fairy?

(Vic laughed.)

Vic: Not going to happen, huh? Not going to turn into a girl? Dude, you got burned worse than Larry last night!

Will: Not funny.

Vic: Look, it only lasts for a week for you, and the chick separates herself from you after the week. Just call yourself 'Wilma' and try to last. Oh yeah, I had Victoria steal the clothes of the girls I was...*ahem* busy with last night. Have them until this thing finished.

(Vic finished his coffee, picked up his magazine, and left, making Will, or Wilma, stand there shocked. The stunned echinda picked up the bag of clothes Vic left, then started muttering.)

Part 1 - The First Day
Wilma: Who can I tell? Who can I talk to? Not any of my friends around here, or Maddy. I don't know. What am I supposed to do?

Fredrick noticed a pretty young lady, beautiful with big eyes and a slender hourglass figure. With that, he mussed up his hair, wiped some dirt off his antlers, and strode over to her, carrying his cart to show off his strength. Once he met her, he said kindly," Mornin' ma'am. You like to buy a necklace or two?"

[Wilma looks around, uncertain, but walks into the coffee shop, buying a breakfast of sorts before sitting at the table she normally takes out the front]

"Hey, where you goin'?!" he called out, following her to the shop," at least let me buy you coffee, miss....?"

[Wilma's head flies up, realizing the deer was talking to her]

Wilma: Uh...no, thanks. I'm fine, Mr...?

"Name's Fredrick. Traveling merchant, and historian extraordinaire`," he replied bragginly. Fredrick game her a friendly smile and asked," And who's the pretty lady with her head in the clouds?"

"Wilma...my name is Wilma," she replied, still sounding somewhat uncertain.

"That's nice, Wilma..." he said, tasting the words as the cashier returned," So, what's your story Wilma?"

"It's a long and rather strange one, Fredrick. I don't think you want to know it." she responded, her face blushing slightly.

A citrine rabbit walks inside the shop with a cell phone between her big ears, and a note-pad in her hands. She speaks very loudly, "Yeah, I'm about to get some coffee. I'll talk to you later, Freckles. 'Kay, bye!" She hangs up the phone and looks at Wilma with an odd look on her face.

"Try me," he pulled out a chair for her, and then leaned back in his own," I'm a traveling merchant. I've seen plenty of stuff. I bet it's not even that big a deal."

"Well, really?" Wilma started, a wistful look on her face as she offered a small half-smile "Ever heard of the Gender Switch curse?"

"Can't say I have," he took a sip of coffee, but soon his eyes were as big as plates and he chocked on the drink," Man, why do people like this stuff?"

The rabbit got a latte and turned around, eavesdropping on their conversation.

Wilma laughed. "It's a bit of an acquired taste, I believe. Anyway, I'll give you the basic details - a couple of years ago, a famous Troll-fighter known as Vicious was possessed by a ghostly-thing, who changed him into a woman. The ghost was revealed to be a Troll, and took on her true form - a woman of near-identical appearance. Vicious remained a woman for about a week, then at the end of the week, the two bodies separated, creating two Vicious - one male, one female. The female called herself Victoria, and the two went separate ways. However, the curse started to spread by people laughing at either of them, unless they themselves had already changed once, or could transform at will. I was one of the stupid ones..."

"So..." Fredrick's eyes got wide again. He stood up, tipping over his chair and spilling the coffee," You're a guy!?!"

At that instant, the entire coffee show was laughing, snorting coffee and snickering as Fredrick slumped into his seat exclaiming," whyyyyyyy?"

The rabbit immediately begins to crack up laughing. "I'm sorry to eavesdrop, but did you just say a dude got turned into a chick by a troll? That can't happen! You're telling me you're really a dude?!" *continues laughing*

Wilma gave both a dry look. "No, I am NOT a guy. At least, not now. The change happened last night, so I've got to survive the week...then I get my body back, and this girl and her mind can get out of mine...apparently, it gets real bad halfway through the week."

Fredrick perked up immediately, staring at her blankly as he said," So you're still available?"

The rabbit continues laughing. "I'm sorry again, but you expect me to believe that you have a curse on you? That's junked up! I don't buy it!"

"Hey, let's see who's laughing when you turn into a guy tomorrow," Fredrick said tauntingly.

Wilma looked straight at the rabbit, and the barest hints of a smile appear on her muzzle "I was like that. Now look at me...it'll get you too. And yes, Fredrick, I am."

[Suddenly, Wilma here's a very familiar voice]

???: Excuse me, but may I have two cups of hot chocolate with cream, both normal and whipped?

Wilma turns pale. "Oh no, it CAN'T BE! He better not..."

"Score!" Fredrick shouted, and made a victory stance. It was then that he noticed the stranger at the counter, and the tint of familiarity in Wilma's eyes," You know what guy?"

She shivered. "If that's who I think it is...this is going to be embarrassing...and a joke throughout G.U.N for a LONG time after this."

"What joke?" The rabbit asks. "I'm D.W. if you need to know."

"Hey, how bad could it be? He's a pal, he won't laugh," and with that, he whistled to the mysterious mobian and called him over.

"Says you, Fredrick..." Wilma muttered, annoyed.

"Don't mention it!" he said, patting her back with a big smile.

D.W. roles her eyes. "Yeah, I don't think 'Wilma' wants that dude over here." She continues snickering and repairs "Wilma!"

[To Wilma's misfortune, it was indeed the one and only Statyx the Hedgehog, buying two cups of hot chocolate. It seemed he was oblivious to Wilma being there, much less who she really was.]

Wilma glared at both D.W and Fredrick, her annoyance plain on her face.

"So, who's your friend?" Fredrick asked, studying the green hedgehog. Although he put on a kind face, in his mind Statyx was one thing; Competition.

"And why are you giving me such a mean stare?" D.W. questioned Wilma.

"Because if you don't shut up, he'll come over here!" Wilma shot back, as quietly as she could. "His name is Statyx. Ultimate Guardian, and agent of G.U.N."

"He doesn't look so tough,' he said, rubbing his antlers," I could take 'im."

[Statyx's voice comes from behind Frederik, having been out of sight less than an instant.]

Statyx: Did I hear my name and a challenge, all in one?

"Actually," D.W. responds, "he didn't say 'challenge', really." Then, she flinched. "Where'd you come from?!"

"Oh, crap." Wilma mutters, trying to hide her face in her mug.

"Yeah, I did. What of it?" he replied, going to Statyx and crossing his arms," Wilma tells me you're her pal?"

Statyx: *holding two cups, he raises an eyebrow in curiousity* Wilma?

Wilma shivers and tries to withdraw inwards and charge enough Chaos Energy to Chaos Control, but can't manage to do it without making it obvious. Instead, she raises her head and meet's Statyx's gaze. "Hi, Statyx."

"So how do you two know each other?" he asked, trying to be friendly. Fredrick saw how the fighting was making her nervous, so he decided to calm down and make nice to Statyx.

Statyx: *looks at Wilma for a few seconds, trying to piece it together. When he does, his eyes widen, and he remains silent* .........Excuse me. *Chaos Controls out of the store*

Fredrick just rubbed the back of his head, watched him leave, and wondered,' What's with him?"

Wilma shook her head. "I don't know, to be honest."

D.W. facepalmed. "Are you insane? He probably recognized Wilma!"

A sports car pulls up and parks out front of the coffee shop. Jesse gets out and walks in. "Fredrick," he says politely with a nod, walking up to the front counter.

[Statyx returned, lacking the cups of hot chocolate. He was obviously trying to stifle laughter.]

Statyx: Hello *snickers* Wilma.

Wilma simply glared at him. "Statyx."

"He returns!" Fredrick said, raising his now empty coffee cup. He then stared at Jesse and asked," Do I know you...?"

Statyx: So, I see you've run into some.... trouble. *snickers*

"I'm just gonna let you handle this alone. I have a sudden urge to hit the washrooms!" D.W. runs into the women's restrooms.

Fredrick smiled, and patted Statyx on the back, trying to get him to laugh," So, you and your girlfriend seem pretty tight."

Jesse smiles at Fredrick. "You sold me some antiques a while back. Nice stuff." He looks up at the man behind the counter. "I'll take a frappuccino."

Fredrick smiled to Jesse and said," Oh yeah...good times, good times."

Just then, more voices could be heard.

"...can't believe Duncan Hills is closed today..."

"...there's always this place..."

"...not as good as Duncan Hills..."

The Random Rangers than appeared on the scene, stopping as they spotted Statyx, Wilma and Frederick.

"Oh hey Statyx," said Ryu, waving.

(PIUPZ: I REALLY gotta go right now. Let's pretend D.W.'s in fetle position in the washrooms, and fill me in on what happened afterwards please. Bye!)

Wilma's face turned white, and she closed her eyes, still getting used to channeling Chaos Energy in her new body.

Statyx: *gives Frederik a nice jolt through the physical contact, then looks at him calmly, acting as if he did nothing* Sorry. Similar fire powers, different species, different dimension of origin, and she was born female.

Fredrick spotted Ryu, a lovely lavender cat with luscious blonde hair like the sun, and went forward," And who's this pretty little lady?...You are a lady, right?"

"Yes...?" she said, raising an eyebrow. "And I'm taken, bub. U mad?"

Statyx: *looks at Frederik flirt with Ryu* .....A deer flirting with a cat, sealing his fate to be mauled by a wolf. Irony at work.

Wilma facepalms, feeling her Chaos Energy start to flow once again.

Jesse smiles as he takes his drink from the counter. "And then there was Fredrick, flirting with all the ladies."

Fredrick just brushed him off and said," That's a shame. Gold comes plenty, and diamonds chip away with time, but a jewel like you only comes along so often."

"Well aren't you a charmer," she said, rolling her eyes.

Jesse leans over to Ryu. "He flirts with everyone," he whispers. Ryu again raised an eyebrow.

"Thanks...?"

Statyx: *whispers to Wilma* I have the sudden urge to test his DNA and compare it to Toxic's.

"I'm insulted!" Fredrick bellowed, overhearing before he asked,"...who's Toxic?"

"LOLfail," said Albus, snickering.

Wilma immediately looked around, hoping that the Troll in question hadn't heard his name...like normal.

"Hey, what happened to respect? Not my fault I've never head of this TOXIC person!"

Statyx: *faux-positive tone* Oh you should meet him, you'd get along really well.

Shanoa nudged Albus in the ribs, then looked at Fredrick.

"It's probably best you didn't," she said.

"Fine fine," he replied with a shrug. Then he turned to Stayx and said," By the way, it'll take alot more than a...what was that, a bug bite to hurt me?"

Wilma quietly got up, and turned to leave.

"Hey! W-wait!" Fredrick called out as she walked away," Where ya' goin'?"

Statyx: *rolls his eyes*

Jesse sighs. "Some things never change... hey, lady. You need a ride?"

"Yeah. we can ride with Jesse and take you home. It-it's dangerous out there. and there's that Roxic guy they mentioned," and with that Fredrick sighed and said," I-I'm just trying to be nice."

Wilma laughs "Seriously? I'm more dangerous than anything out here... Fredrick, I'm fine." Wilma's eyes flicker red for a split-second, and she grins. "Chaos Control!" she muttered, disappearing in a blue flash.

"I knew you wouldn't score her."

"Yeah..." he said, lost in thought. Then, after a short pause, he returned to his cart and said," Who knows. I might see her again..."

Statyx: Yeah.... good luck with that.


 * (Kagi: If this is anything like the previous one, I foresee Frederik not being happy with Staryx :3)

Pyre: (Outside the coffie shop, relaxing under a tree and catching his breath from the fact sombody shouted "Your a guy") Haah haah ahh, that a statement you don't hear enough.

There's a call coming from the women's washrooms that sounds like, "Wilma! Wilma, come in here now!"

"Are you talking about that lady that just left?" Jesse yells back. "Because she gone!"

"Aww, carrots!" the voice complained. "Hey, do you have any dude clothes for me?

"What are you talking about? You're in a women's bathroom son."

The voice laughs uncomfortably. "How do you know I'm not just a masculine chick?"

Jesse chuckles. as he remembers watching D.W. enter. "Unless I'm mistaken, I'm pretty sure you had breasts when you went in there."

"Heh, you're talking as if I don't anymore! What, did you go into the women's restrooms?" D.W. responded, nervously.

Jesse begins laughing uncontrollably.

"Oh my overbite!" D.W. exclaimed, "You're in here?!"

Jesse continues laughing. "Hey, you asked for someone to bring you clothes." Jesse pitches a pair of pants to D.W.

"I meant through the door!" D.W. comes out of the stall, revealing that she turned into a male. He's still wearing his old girl clothes though, and he is blushing very badly. "Don't you have another shirt? This pink and purple makes me look all girly."

Jesse continues chuckling under his breath. "Hehe, just take it off man. I don't wear a shirt, or pants, unless I'm working with the welding tools. Or if I have to conceal my gun."

D.W. rolles his eyes. "Where I come from, it's illegal to walk around without a shirt, and I was just heading there before I got here. Meh, I'll just stretch out this shirt and go shopping. Oh, and by the way, laughing at somebody with the gender switch curse gives you the gender switch curse." D.W. snickers and walks out.

Jesse just loks out after him, then lokos over at Fredrick. "What did he just say?"

An international orange bandicoot walks into the coffee shop. He goes up to the counter and asks, "Hey, can I get a half-fat, triple-foam chocolate lattee steamed to 104 heat? Oh, and do you sell bagels?"

Fredrick walked back in, having forgotten to eat breakfast. Although he came in for food, he overheard Jesse and D.W. talking and went inside," She-err, sorry, he said you'll turn into a girl for laughing at him." He sighed and said," I guess you two can't really go around like this...Looks like I'm stuck with ya'."

Jesse starts chuckling again, "I don't buy that B.S."

"You can't deny the evidence in front of you. D.W. walked in a girl, and came out a boy," Fredrick replied as he studied D.W.," I could buy you new clothes myself, that way you won't be embarrased. But you'll have to follow me to my place and wait."

"Right. I'm just gonna roll with that, then." Jesse picks up his coffee and takes another sip.

"They never learn," Fredrick said to himself, thinking of all the stories where those in denial were taught the hard way.

The bandicoot turns around. "D.W. turned into a dude?!"

"It would seem," he replied.

He started chuckling. "How'd that happen? Was she too obsessed with carrots? By the way, I'm Shawn."

Fredrick shook his hand and said," She-ugh, he laughed at another person with this curse. Any who laugh at a gender-switched victim soon change genders themselves."

Shawn shook his head. "Let me put it this way. If I don't get my coffee in the next 5 seconds, the curse is real, and I'll turn into a chick." He laughed at the idea. "And if I do, then you're insane. deal?"

"Hey, I don't know what they're talking about. I laughed and I ain't done yet," Jesse says.

"Sure, deal," Fredrick replied, counting the seconds in his head.

"It's pretty obvious that they're just trying pulling our leg." Shawn waits about 20 seconds for the coffee to come. He takes it, drinks a bit, and spits it out all over Fredrick and Jesse.

"What the Chaos man!?!" he said angrilly," I just changed these bandages this morning!"

"It's been more than 5 seconds," Shawn said, surprised. "I'm gonna be a chick!"

"Yeah, congratulations," he said sarcastically," Look, if you're done dumping your drink on me, I've gotta take Roger Rabbit to my place."

"Sorry," Shawn said, "I'm not done yet." Shawn shrugged and splashed the rest of the coffee right on Fredrick.

Fredrick just turned around and left. As he was walking away, he started removing his now stained bandages. Under his arms were dozens of cuts, miscolored bruises, swirling and rough burn marks, and many other wounds of the sort.

"Whoah," Shawn said, "What's with the cuts and bruises and junk?"

Fredrick turned around quickly. The gentleness left him, and the dorky flirt died. He cocked his head and said," Nothing important."

With that, Fredrick was gone. The last they saw was him pulling his cart through the bustling city streets.

A low-riding old-school convertible rolls past with a green, uber-haired echidna sitting in the drivers seat. His speakers were pumping out "Transphobic Techno" from Your Favourite Martian. "B***h got a p****. B***h got a p****. B***h got a p****." it droned.

Statyx: Certainly an interesting day so far. *hears the song outside, then makes a disgusted leer* Real nice, playing "classy" music like that in a public location...

The echidna parks his car in a nearby space, before standing out the back of his car, revealing a small badge hanging out of his pocket - an identification as a general from the Dark Legion. He looked around, relaxing next to his car, not realizing that there were gender switched girls in the area who could hear...

Statyx: *snorts* At least that music finally stopped. So demeaning...

The echinda suddenly stops, walks back over to the car and turns his music back on, letting a different Your Favourite Martian track play.


 * (Kagi: XD Flash you're mean!)
 * (What can I say? I'm giving my villain airplay, literally. - Flash)

Statyx: *hears the music start up again* !! *growls angrily, then looks at Ryu and co.* Could you kindly excuse me for a bit? *turns his attention back to the door while walking towards it* Someone needs a lesson in public decency.

The echidna raises an eyebrow, but doesn't seem concerned as his head bobs to the melody of the songs.

[Statyx walks out to the parking lot, then sees the green echidna.]

Statyx: Yo!! Why don't you turn off that chauvanistic, foul-mouthed crud!? There are women and children around here y'know!!

"What's your point? I'm meeting some...friends who don't like G.U.N. around. I've seen your pretty mug in briefings on your agency, so bug off and leave me to my meeting, Agent." the echidna replied, opening the boot of his car to reveal a pair of large subwoofers and a wide array of melee weapons.

Statyx: Y'know now that I think about i- *shoots a Static Bolt at the car, frying the engine and sound system* No. *smug smirk* Problem?

The echidna shrugs. "Let's just say one of my friends is the mechanic that designed that system, and he has a r-tard brother who does that all the time. All I need to do is get under the bonnet and..." the echinda walks around and lifts the bonnet, revealing a strange switch. He flicked it, and the electronics restarted. "Capacitors, designed to absorb excess shocks. I've fought electrokinetics before, and those sort of modifications always help."

[The car is suddenly impaled by several Chaos Spears, while Statyx is casually holding out an open hand, giving off a green smoke.]

Statyx: *calm, almost monotone* How does that work?

"Mate, are you TRYING to provoke me?" the echidna shot back, his gradient eyes flaring in anger. "Now Frost's gotta repair the entire engine! That'll cost me a whole tonne of stolen G.U.N tech! Thanks a bloody lot.."

Statyx: ......Excuse me? Please repeat the second to last sentence you just said.

The echidna smirks. "You heard me, Mr. High and Mighty G.U.N. Agent. I bet you've figured out just who my friends are too, haven't you? Well, they'll be here any minute, and that means you'll be outnumbered."

[The car is suddenly impaled by half a dozen Chaos Spears. Meanwhile, Statyx is standing there, smiling as if it's the morning to a brand new day.]

Statyx: *smiling, snaps his fingers. The Chaos Spears burst into innumerable small shards, absolutely shredding and totalling the car* Well, it's obvious you don't know who I am, since you show no signs of unease or fear.

"I show no fear, because I understand, this is Freedom Fighter territory. Your point is flawed - you can't just act on your own accord. You're an agent of an ally, and I'm pretty sure bureaucrats in this kingdom don't like rogue allied agents. Me? I'm not starting the fight here, and nobody else found issue with my music. Only you. Now I have to trade some of my stockpiles of stolen tech, just to fix the damage you've done to my car." The echidna then relaxed against his car, grinning. "Besides, if I were you, I'd go back and protect your cat friend. My friend Toxic has quite the appetite for women...if you catch my drift."


 * (Kagi: Game world or Archie world? Cause in Archie Statyx is a Freedom Fighter.)
 * (To be honest, never thought about it - Flash)
 * (Kagi: Ah. I just go with game version of Statyx by default.)

Statyx: Too bad for you, I don't give a damn. I have diplomatic immunity thanks to various connections and my own rank. Thank goodness too; I woulda been thrown in jail years ago otherwise! Now, I have a question: have your friends ever spoken of a particularly scary character? Specifically a G.U.N. agent?

The echinda shook his head. "Nah, only members of their own team who scared them. Scariest guy I know is son of that Guardian, and that's only because of his eyes."

Statyx: *tilts his head* Oh? So they've said nothing about a green hedgehog who's kicked Toxic's @$$, defeated the entire Nine Raiju Fangs, and even stalemated Rageik himself?

"Nope, never had any reason to. I've never had reason to fear you, Statyx, and the way you're acting, I don't see any reason to now."

Statyx: Well, I suppose I'll just have to work on my P.R. with the Trolls: I definitely should be more well-known and feared than that. I suppose I'll just start with the green Knuckles wannabe who's never seen a bottle of shampoo in his life, what with that hairdo.

"Hey, don't diss the hair!" the echidna retorted, clenching his fists. "Just because Will altered the timeline, and I ended up with a Heartless fused into my body, doesn't mean you can insult my appearance. I mean, look at you! You're simply a green and gold Shadow with lightning bolts"

Sledge: *From over the rooftops, Sledge land's on and crushing the boot of the echidna's already trashed car* *sarcastically* sorry~ * launches off again with great momentum.*

Pyre: D***, that guy's got jump's.

"HEY!!!" a voice yelled out. It was Fredrick, carrying his cart. But in his hand was a strange object. White and twisted, with colorful paterns, it was the remains of a vase. When Statyxs' Chaos Spears shattered, one of the shards hit his cart and broke the vase," You break it, you buy it moron!"

Jesse has been sitting and watching this angered conversation. After another sip of coffee, he says, "Gentlemen, can we stop blowing everything up?"

"Noo, explosions are awesome!" said Ryu.

"I agree with the gorgeous kitty. Explosions ARE cool!" a very familiar, suave voice rang out, directly behind Ryu.

Statyx: *facepalms* This is quickly becoming a comedic atmosphere; NOT one where I can prove I'm a threat. *growling when he hears said familiar voice, he throws and electrified Chaos Spear at Toxic's genitals without even looking at him*

The Chaos Jolt/Spear fusion suddenly hit the ground, coated in electrified ice as Frost stepped forward. "You're pretty foolish, throwing bolts at a friend. If you were aiming at my brother, he's behind your friend Ryu there."

[Statyx's growl grows more audible and fierce, his lips twisting into an almost sadistic grin.]

Statyx: *removes his hand from his face* Alright then, if there's some blackmarket dealing going down here, I'm certainly not going to let it stand by. *clenches fist* So why don't we take this to a more fun place, hmm? *turns his attention to Toxic, glaring at him* I still recall having a few threats to carry out with you in particular.


 * (Kagi: Newest Ultimate reference: that's gonna make Toxic shake a little :P)

Toxic's face remained hidden, but his voice was slightly higher with fear. "If I say for this to proceed, then you'll attack us anyway. Jacob, go with Frost back to your lair, and the exchange can be performed there. Bolt, with me."

Frost nodded. "Come on, Jacob. Let's see if I can't fix up your car. Chaos Control!" Instantly, Frost, Jacob and the wreckage of the convertible disappeared in a flash of light, leaving behind a cold breeze.

Statyx: Oooooohhhh, bad move Toxic. Because now, the only person there is to focus on now is you. *turns around to face Toxic* And now, I have the pleasant privelage of pounding information out of you.

"Are you so sure?" A voice toned as Bolt stepped forward. He was encased within his puppet armor, with his other eleven puppets revealing themselves behind him. "Last time I counted, there's thirteen of us, and only one of you. Besides, at least one of my puppets was designed to counter you. Guess which one?"

[A green blur is all that's seen, and the next thing everyone notices is all of the now heavily dented or broken puppets falling, at some point having been launched into the sky. Statyx is standing in the same spot he was before, now flexing his fingers.]
 * (Ryu-...err.....could that be considered auto-hitting?)

Statyx: Simple; it was a trick question. *smirks*


 * (Kagi: We better make sure this fight ties into the RP and doesn't take it off-track.)

Toxic laughs "Yeah, right. All of them reconstruct whenever they need to and..." Toxic suddenly lifts his head. "My Toxic-senses are tingling. Something has disturbed the women-folk of..." Toxic's hand flies up, and points at the coffee shop "That coffee shop! Bolt, hold him off! I must investigate... my way! The ladies toilets, away!"

Statyx: *eye twitches, then he smiles* Fredrick, this guy's trying to step all over your turf: a buck like you couldn't possibly allow that, could you?


 * (Kagi: Playing a flirter against a womanizer.... I see this only going one of two ways: either they fight, or they get along o__o)
 * (Indeed - Flash)

Suddenly, Bolt's puppets pull themselves back together, and small metal plates appear on the feet of almost all the puppets, barring Bolt's armor. "Grounded! Now your lightning can't damage my puppets, and I can block your Chaos Energy for as much as I want. Toxic, you better hurry, or some deer is gonna trample you!"

Pyre: *watching the action unfold* heh Trolls eh heh. *Shout's over* Mind if i join the party?

"Well crap," said Ryu. "I was gonna scratch Toxic's face, but SOMEONE wasn't online..."

"there goes the fourth wall," said Linebeck. "We knew ye well."

He does a military salute.

The entire battle, Fredrick watched the battle while protecting his cart. When they turned to him, he was facepalming. He threw away the carcass of the vase, and didn't even lift his head when he spoke.

"Not you people..." Fredrick said agrilly," You're some of those Chaos abusing, violent, un-diciplined children, right? Isn't your motto something along the lines of "yelling makes you stronger"?"

Jesse sighs as he finishes his coffee. "Well that was a fun show. Now can I not have five minutes of peace at a coffee shop?" Jesse walks over to Fredrick and hands him a credit card. "Withdraw whatever that vase of yours cost. I can tell they ain't payin' up."

Statyx: Insults and franchise references aside, *points at Toxic* He's hittin on women in your turf. You gonna stand for that?

"Pfft, who's he hitting on?" Jesse laughs.

"What "turf"?" Fredrick asked, still mad because he doesn't accept credit cards," I'm a traveling salesman. A graverobber. Colector of treasures! Let the fool hit on girls or guys or a cactus if he wants!" He marched closer to Statyx and said," I'm already mad you made me look bad in front of Wilma, and broke one of 10 vases the master craftsman sculpted and painted while blind. But now you try using me? What kind of "hero' are you?"

Statyx: The kind who tries to get stuff done regardless of how it's done. The end doesn't outweigh the means, but I'm not a prissy hero you read about in comic books.

"...what does she see in you?" he asked, partially to Statyx and partially to himself. He thought of Wilma, phazing out of the coffee shop. He imagined Ryu, how lovely a sight. She may have been taken, but her words hurt terribly. Fredrick thought...they aren't his friends.

"Alright, Fredrick." Jesse pockets his credit card. He leans over and whispers in his ear, "He's hitting on all the ladies, tell them your conspiracy theory about how all the ladies are dudes, huh?"

"Fine," he said with a sigh," "Wilma" or whatever his name really is, was struck with this "Gender Switch Curse". Pretty much anyone who laughs at a gender bent person changes gender themselves. Something like that."

"You have got to be the best B.S.'er in history," Jesse laughs.

"Whoa whoa whoa, whaaat?" said Ryu, who had been listening in the entire time, along with her friends. "So Wilma's actually a DUDE??"

The other Random Rangers looked at each other.

"That's some messed up s*** right there," said Albus.

(PIUPZ: What happened while I was gone?)


 * (Kagi: Awww, still no people aflicted by the curse.)
 * (PIUPZ: That's annoying. Are they still at the coffee shop?)
 * (Around there, yeah - Flash)

From within his puppet armor, Bolt laughs. "That's the stupidest thing I ever heard."

Shawnice walks up to them. "It's true. It happened to me and D.W."

D.W. comes from behind her. "I told you, call me Don!"

Bolt's laughter comes out even louder. "Yeah, right. I'm using Nerve Overload, here. I'm not my normal retarded self. I know a lie when I hear one."

Pyre: *his index finger is on his forehead with a confused look on his face* So... that's why somebody shouted "your a dude" before?

"Personally, I think you all are B.S.'ing us. For all we know you could have body doubles."

Don had a confused look on his face. "What the carrot is a body double?"

Pyre: He either mean's a doppleganger or the people who've been switch are hiding and a female look-a-like of them is walking around. I think?

Don had a very blank look on his face. "Wha..?"

"Yeah, the second one," Jesse laughs.

Pyre: ..... Rrrrrright. *Put's his index finger on his forehead again* Who the hell would have so much free time that they would do that, even if you payed somebody to be your double, it would set you back a far bit of gil just for a lousy prank.

Jesse slowly and nonchalantly raises his hand.

Pyre: *just stare's at Jesse and then slowly shake's his head in disapproval*

Shawnice giggles. "I could so picture that. I mean, he is Jesse."

"Gives me something to do," Jesse laughs.

Don has a disgusted look on his face. "You're really sick person." Then he shakes his head.

"Pfft, you're one to talk," Jesse laughs.

Don scoffs. "How am I a sick person?"

"You're body doubling."

(Jesse then feel's a light tap on his shoulder)

"Your body double, I assume?" Jesse turns around with a smile on his face.

"First of all," Don says, "I'm not a body double. I don't even know who that is!"

(Behind Jesse is a cyan coloured flame replica of pyre, shaking it's head the same way pyre was)

Shawnice frowns. "Who or what is that?"

"So you can replicate yourself. Big whoop."

Pyre: Nope, just flames shaped like me, controlled by me and generated from me. *generate's an arm complete with a hand from his shoulder and poke Jesse's forehead* If im honest i was hoping to get a different reaction.

"Like I care," Jesse laughs.

"That's so rude!" Don exclaims.

"Like he cares!" Shawnice retorts. She starts laughing along with Jesse.

"I like that the only person laughing with me is a professional B.S.'er. Just like me."

Shawnice continues laughing. "I'm laughing now cuz you're gonna turn into a girl soon!"

"Like I said, professional B.S.'er."

Shawnice shrugs. "If you don't believe me, why don't you come with me into the women's restrooms?"

"Sure, fine. Just something to prove my point. Lead the way."

Shawnice winks at Jesse and walks into the women's restrooms. "Okay, Jesse. Pick a stall, cuz you're gonna hold tons of memories in it."

Jesse laughs again. "You're gonna hear a lot of crapping noises in this stall for the next few minutes." He walks into the stall and locks it shut.

"I wouldn't say those would be the sounds coming from there," Shawnice muttered. She gets out a stopwatch.

Several farting noises are heard from the stall. About two minutes pass.

"Uh... Gross!" Shawnice looks at her watch.

The toilet flushes and Jesse steps out, completely unchanged. "Guess who wins! That's right! I do, take that! Woo!" Jesse runs back into the stall and pukes.

Shawnice puts her hands on her hips. "That's right. Puke up ya breakfast."

"SHUT THE DOOR PLEASE," Jesse exclaims between throwing up into the toilet..

"The stall door or the washroom door?" Shawnice asks, innocently.

"THE STALL, YOU BLOODY IDIOT!"

"Criminy, dude! I was just kidding!" Shawnice closes the stall door and leans against it.

Several minutes pass, with noises of vomiting and Jesse freaking out. Eventually he is heard locking the door. "Hey... uh... I admit it.. you weren't B.S.'ing... Now can I get some clothes in here or what?"

"See, that's why you always wear clothes," Shawnice says, smiling. "You never know when something as twisted as this could happen. You think you could fit into a 13 year old rabbit's clothes?"

"Do I sound like I care? Hand 'em over!"

"Pushy!" Shawnice walks out, then moments later, walks in with D.W.'s old clothes. She pushes them under the stall door. "Are you a happy clown now?"

"Hey, shut up!"

"Oh, and I think I deserve a 'thanks' for taking you to the washrooms."

"For once I'll be nice and give it to you. Thank you for not publicly embarrasing me... On that note, nobody needs to know about this."

"Nobody that didn't know before is gonna know. You've got my word, Jesse. Oh, what's gonna be your new name?"

"If I use Jessie, my customers are gonna think I'm transsexual. Jenny is far enough away. And you get to take my car, because if I get seen in that thing, the same thing will happen." Jenny tosses her keys over the stall door. "Not a scratch!"

"You see, I would," Shawn says, nonchalantly, "but I only have my leaner's permit. Well, had...."

"Then get someone else to do it. These clothes barely fit," Jenny sighs as she opens up the door. "I look like a whore."

"And I look like one of those really annoyingly independent skater chicks," Shawnice replies. "I'll keep these keys in my pocket. And I'll be right back with some chick clothes... maybe." Shawnice takes off out of the washrooms and then out of the shop."

"This is B.S." Jesse sighs.

Shawnice runs back in with a giant box of clothes. "You're, like, obsessed with that phrase." She puts the box down and shows them to Jenny like Vana White.

"So I guess the stall is changing room, huh?" Jenny picks a blue T-shirt that says 'Team Building Exercise 99' on it and a pair of blue jeans. "Guess the stall is a changing room now," he sighs. She walks into the stall and locks the door.

"Enjoy! I personally would have chosen the sweat pants. Well, since you'll be in there a while, I'm gonna go get a coffee. Don't lose your quills!" Shawnice walks out of the bathroom to order another latte.

Jenny steps out of the bathroom. She is fully clothed in a T-shirt at least two sizes too big for her and a pair of baggy jeans. "You know what I just thought of? I'm not gonna be able to use any credit cards now." She sits down in a chair at the back of the restaurant.

Shawnice took the latte and sat down next to her. "If it doesn't have some special way of tracking who you exactly are, then I don't see a problem with that. And you could just be using somebody else's like I always do. Now debit cards," Shawnice shrugs, "are gonna be unusable."

"You got that right." Jenny sighs. "Well, I got nothing to do except chill at my place 'til this B.S. wears off."

Shawnice sits and thinks for a few seconds. Then she snaps and says, "I've got an idea! You could hang out with me and my sister!" Shawnice gets out her phone and texts "Shawn's" sister, Desiree. She puts it away. "She's gonna meet us here in a couple of minutes. We could go rail-boarding and stuff!"

"I'm assuming your sister doesn't know about this?"

"'Course not! She just thinks that I'm one of 'Shawn's' friends. But maybe I should change my clothes." Shawnice runs into the bathroom. She runs back out, tells Jenny to stay spiky, and runs back in.

Jenny sits and stares at Shawnice's latte.

"Don't touch my latte!" Shawnice yells at Jenny, still changing.

Jenny inches her finger toward the lattee with the smile on her face slowly growing.

A random pair of nunchucks fly at him from the women's washrooms. "Don't touch!" Shawnice warns her.

Jenny catches the nunchucks. "I'll just keep these then."

"Keep them. My brother splashed tear gas all over them."

"All the more handy since I am immune to tear gas." She begins coughing. "Apparently this me isn't." She drops them on the floor.

Shawnice walks out in light orange sweat pants and a yellow short-sleeved hoodie. She also has a straight-bill cap that says, "Tasty Clown" on it. "Like it?"

"Good enough."

Desiree walks into the coffee shop. She looks at Shawnice. "Are you guys Shawnice and Jenny?"

Jenny stumbles on her words for a moment. "N-- Yeah that's us."

Desiree smiled. "Cute outfits, but Jenny, your shirt is kinda... large...."

"Well, look on the bright side. It's not too small."

"Very true."

Don up from under a coffee table. "Is the puking over?"

"Why are you under the table?" Jenny laughs.

"Sorry," Don said, "I'm not used to how guys at. My sis pukes a lot, and she makes me hid under the nearest table.

"Who's your sister?" Desiree asks.

Jenny leans over to Shawnice. She whispers, "If he points at one of us, can I break his nose?"

"Be my guest," Shawnice whispers back.

"Fre-" Don pauses. "Fre...Fredricka. Fredricka the Rabbit."

"Odd name. Is she from here?"

"Uh..." Don can't think of anything to say.

"That's the best thing he could come up with?" Jesse laughs under his breath to Shawnice.

Shawnice chuckles quietly.

"Uh... no. She's from... Yugoslavia..?"

"Oh, cool! Have you been there before?" Desiree asks.

"Uh...."

Shawnice sighs. She whispers to Jenny, "This kid is a terrible liar."

"Yugoslavia is awesome," Jenny laughs quite audibly.

Desiree turns to Jenny. "Really? What's it like?"

Don turns to Jenny and smiles sinisterly.

"It sucked before '92, there was a whole buncha fighting racial tension and fighting, but after that, it became a very nice place. You can make quite good income down there," Jenny says confidently. "Out of all the new countries down there, I'd say I like Montenegro the best."

Don's jaw drops.

Desiree smiles. "Interesting."

"Yeah, there's still a bit of racial tension over there, but not nearly as much as before the breakup into all the different countries."

"How the heck do you know that?" Don asks.

"Hey, ladies, anything bothering you?" Toxic walked up, with a barely-noticible cloud of pink a short distance behind him.

"Not all of us are ladies!" Don exclaims.

"Not all of us anymore...." Shawnice says under her breath.

"Let's see, how do I know that, Don..." Jenny laughs. "Let's just say I'm very well traveled."

Don glares at Jenny.

"Oh, darn!" Desiree says, "I'm late! I promised my boyfriend that I'd see a movie with him! You guys can hang out with Shawn's best friend. He drove me here on motorcycle. Gotta run!" Desiree runs out without anybody having a chance to talk.

Rory then walks in and looks at Shawnice with an odd face.

Shawnice leans over to Jenny. "You think he recognizes me?" Shawnice asks.

"How should I know? I don't know who that is," she whispers back.

"But you're smart! You should know!" Shawnice whispers.

"You know," Rory says, "You look a lot lie my best friend, Shawn. Do you know him?"

"What do I say?!" Shawnice whispers to Jenny.

"Act natural," she whispers back. "Well, as natural as you can be as another person."

Shawnice turns to Rory. "Actually, no. the name doesn't ring a bell. But ironically enough, my name's Shawnice."

Rory rolls his eyes. "You always were a bad liar, Shawn."

Shawnice's eyes widen. "I don't know a Shawn."

Rory turns to Jenny. "Is that Shawn?"

"I don't know any Shawn," Jenny says seriously. "This person here is apparently Shawnice, but I think it's B.S."

"Apparently?" Shawnice stomps. "You know you know me!"

Rory sighs. "Look, I've read about the stupid curse. Just admit that you're Shawn and we can go skateboarding and stuff."

"Who skateboards?" Shawnice asks.

"I've never boarded, but I can try. And one more thing," Jenny says to Shawnice, "I didn't know you until that B.S. curse happened on you." He leans in closely to Shawnice and whispers. "And this guy does not need to know about me. Alright?"

Toxic snorts. "Wait, you guys are girls, and you girls are guys?" The prince bursts out laughing. "That's almost as funny as the time someone told me my girlfriend was a lesbian!"

Toxic's laughing is cut short as something cracks him on the back of the head, someone behind him saying, "Shut yer mouth, little prick," at the same time.

Toxic immediately spun around, one hand clenched as a fist, the other hand rubbing the back of his head. "Hey, why don't you make me, tough guy?"

Two more cracks, this time to the sides of his head just above his temples. The cat holding the staff doing the whacking looks rather annoyed with Toxic.

"Learn some manners or I will."

"You serious?" Toxic simply pointed at a steaming hot cup of coffee. "Your challenging me to fight here, where I'm in my element. Surrounded by liquids. All I have to do is pull my spear, or snap your staff, and the battle's good as won."

Multicolored flames sprung up along the cat's form and along his staff as his purple marking retract, leaving his fur albino white.

"Two things:" He began, allowing a second voice to emanate in Toxic's head and finish the thought.

''One, Dalton is always in his element. Two, try and snap me and I'll scatter your flesh across the globe.''

"Enough of this foolishness!" Fredrick yelled. He'd been sipping a soda, and watching their bickering for several minutes from the back of the shop," Now, seeing as few of you can go back to your homes or normal friends, you're going to need to work together to get through this. Now, I can get you all food and water and clothes, and make it so you'll blend in without anyone noticing. Before I can do that...how many of you have changed...?"

The cat, Dalton, glanced over at Fredrick before turning his attention back to Toxic. "What do you mean by 'changed'?"

"Quit fighting." Jenny stands up. "Here's how it works. You laugh at someone affected by this B.S. curse, you get it on you. Yeah I thought it was B.S. too. Have fun with that. Now, nobody else needs to know about this. Or I will rip off all of your heads and mount them on a wall. We're clear."

"Yeah," Shawnice agrees, "Calm your tits, guys!"

Jenny turns around slowly. "Did you really just say that?"

"Yeah...."

Fredrick literally facepalmed. How do I get myself into these messes? he thought. But he couldn't go against his word. Fredrick may be a pervert, a flirt, sarcastic and proud, but he had enough honor to do what he promised. "Okay," he began," Look. I promised to watch you guys. Help make a few excuses, get some clothes, help you blend in. First, I need a phone."

Shawnice gives him her cell phone. "Would this work?"

"Yep," uses speed-dial to find one of Shawn's friends," Hey, you're Shawn's friend? Yeah, he'll be gone for a bit. Found a real pretty lady called...Wilma, and went on a trip with her or somethin'. Yep, just giving you the heads up."

Shawnice bonks her forehead. "I can't believe I didn't think of that."

Don jumps up and down. "Me next! Me!"

Fredrick took his phone, and giving the near exact same excuse, sold the idea to Don's friends. "That should keep your friends from worrying...now, where to stay..."

Don snaps. "Shawn lives in a mansion!"

"I thought the idea was to stay away from people who'd recognize you. I'm sure a house full of servants would find something wrong with a girl off the streets taking their masters' place." Fredrick thought...and thought...and thought until he said," You'll have to stay with me..outside the city, or in a hotel."

"But I don't have servants. It's just a giant house." Shawnice points out.

"Then that'll work," he replied, getting up and stretching.

"Should we go now?" Don asks.

"Sure, why not?' he replied, rubbing the tip of an antler between his fingers," Just how many of you am I babysitting anyway?"

"I think it's 5 of us," Don says.

"Four," Shawnice corrects. "It's my house, so I'm not being babysat."

Fredrick went up to her, and with a sly grin said," Say what you want, Shawn." He slid a stray strand of hair out of Shawnice's forehead and said," By the way, name's Fredrick."

Shawnice glares. "It's SHAWNICE."

"I don't have anyone to call," Jenny laughs. She stops. "Make that one." She takes out her phone and pulls a number off the speed-dial. "Fredrick, why don't you call this number and tell Sarge that I'm out of town for a week."

Toxic snorts. "Firstly, Shawnice or Shawn or whatever your name is, you can do SO much better than him. Secondly, I don't believe a word of this."

Toxic head gets assaulted by Dalton's staff again. "Leave the girls alone, troll."

"Just coz I've got a chance with them. And besides, why stay in a big ol' house, when I can simply snap my fingers, and provide you with a palace?" Toxic grinned. "Oh, I'm going to have SUCH fun now."

"That's it!" A blast of wind blows Toxic out of the shop and onto the street, with Dalton walking out calmly. "This is your final warning, leave those girls alone."

Toxic aims his landing so he hits the ground directly upon a manhole cover, then stood, his face starting to turn pale from "unknown causes". "Heh...you've made a mistake." Toxic steps forwards just as the manhole cover bursts off, a tower of water following it up. Toxic gestures sharply, and the path of the water followed the movement of his hands. "Back off, kitty. You don't want to make this hedgehog mad."

Dalton's flames flare up, "Thermite burns at over 2000 degrees, troll, as does my Soulfyre. You have no chance."

Toxic visibly twitches, but his smirk remains. "So? All I have to do is make a big enough distraction..." Toxic made a sudden forward motion, and the tower of water became a giant wave headed straight for the coffee shop! "And I can make my leave! Adeau, freak!" Toxic then turns and leaps down the manhole, somehow managing to travel down the upward flow of water.

The cat's supernatual fire creates a barrier between the oncoming flood and the shop as he sweeps his staff down the street, intending to blow the troll back to the surface using the air in the sewer system. "Coward."

However, what blows up out of the sewers is not Toxic, but rather a large bubble of what appeared to be a concentrated acid.

Dalton's eyes widen at the sight, not exactly sure how to take care of a giant acidic bubble without risking someone's injury. His staff does, however, forcing the bubble back to it's source.

A flash of blue light emerges from the tunnel, as if Chaos Control was being activated. Ryu looks down the manhole, then spits down it.

"Good riddance to bad filth," she says.

"He'll be back," Dalton replies, his flames dying down. "And those affected by the curse won't stand a chance..." He sighs.

"Wait, curse? What curse?"

"Eh... A gender swap curse. Laugh at someone who's affected because of thier infection and you're in for a nasty surprize. Charlene mentioned it once..."

"Soo, if I laughed at someone who was affected, I'd end up turning into a dude?"

"Yep, thats how it..." He trails off before smiling evily. "I think Toxic's gona finally get what's comming to him."

Pyre: *Walking toward's the cafe intending to get a drink* Gender switching, wierd puppeteer's, electromaster's, multi-coloured fire, sewer waves, acid bubble's. *sigh* Remind's me of home

"This is getting out of hand..." Fredrick said," Those "trolls" you alled them? We shouldn't linger in one spot too long. How about you show us this mansion Shawn?"

"Stop calling me that!" Shawnice snapped. "I have a GPS. Can anybody drive?"

(PIUPZ: LOL it's like when I'm at school one group of ppl are editing and when I get home, it's another group of people)

Jenny laughs. "Does a bear **** in the woods? Of course I can drive."

"You know, one of my best friends is a bear." Don says.

"Who cares?" Shawnice yells, "Let's go!"

"Ladies first," Fredrick said, laking his cart and carrying it to the mansion.

"Why, thanks!" Shawnice said. she tried to curtsey, but somehow, ended up tripping. she got up, brushed herself off, and walked on inside.

"I'm not going to curtsey, because that wouldn't work," Jenny laughs.

"I used to be a lady." Don says. He walks inside.

"Hmm..." It was almost too fancy for Fredrick. Huge rooms, somehow spotless even without servants. Some sort of air freshener. Plush sheets and cushiony seats. He decide," Alright, you guys get set up. I'll sleep outside." Years of traveling, he was used to it. Fredrick actually prefered sleeping beneath the open sky, glittering stars, the sweet melody of the wind soothing him to sleep. Yet, even outside it was fancy, with stone statues, fancy walkways, and clipped hedges. And he could've sworn the glint in the grass was a sprinkler system. "Perfect," was all he could muster as he set up his tent.

Part Two: The First Night
Wilma lay on her back on the rather comfortable but disheveled bed within Cobbar's old hut in Green Hill Zone. She smiled faintly at the thought of her half-brother, the avid surfer, then relaxed, thinking of her friends and wondering what was going to happen with the spread of the curse. Meanwhile, at the Troll Moonbase, Toxic emerged, pale and worried, running straight to Bubonic.

"Bubonic, I think I'm cursed! There's some gender switch curse circling around the place, and I laughed at someone, and I think I'm going to change and I don't want to be a woman!" he blathered.

Bubonic jut stared at Toxic as if he had gone off his rocker. "Riiight...a curse. Do I look like a paranormal investigator to you?" he said, raising an eyebrow.

"I just thought, considering your knowledge of viruses and really small thingies, you might know something to prevent it! Besides, don't you have a book on Troll Curses? It might be in there!" Toxic exclaimed, his face almost pure white.

"Oh yeah, that book...did you say the curse would turn you into a woman?" A sly grin began to spread across Bubonic's face.

"Well, duh! I'm feeling like I'm going to lose the contents of my stomach, and my entire body is sweating! I don't know how long it takes for this to cut in, but I'm not liking it!" Toxic burst, panic bursting into his eyes.

"I think this will be a good change for you," said Bubonic, his cruel grin growing wider. "See how you like being the thing you take advantage of so much."

Toxic growled. "If you think I'm gonna let some guy walk over me like I do to others, then that ain't cool. Only I can do that!" Suddenly, Toxic's eyes filled with fear. "OUTTAMYWAY!" he squealed as he raced towards his cabin.

Bubonic just rolled his eyes. "Well, if this won't curb his disrespect, nothing will."

Larry walked in. "Yo, did I hear Toxic say something about Trollish curses?"

"Yeah. He says that a curse is going to turn him into a female."

"Oh, THAT curse. Good ol' Emily was the carrier of the last run, gave it to her now-husband Vicious years ago." Larry replied, a smirk on his face. "Should teach that d****e not to be so disrespectful. I mean, I read his diary once, he wants to be a father. Heh, yeah right, like that's going to happen."

"Oh I don't know, Larry. Considering all the women he's slept with, he's probably got a few hundred ba***** children running around, hehe."

"True that, but what kind of woman wouldn't abort after knowing they've got one of his mongrel brats cooking away?" Larry smirked, still in his short Overlander form. He shrugged. "Not to worry, I've already experienced it. I'm immune."

Meanwhile at the mansion, Fredrick had settled himself in. Beneath a tree, he set up a humble tent beside a small fire, where he cooked one of the rabbits he found scurrying 'round the garden. Peaceful at last, he though aloud," Why am I helping these brats?" Every one of them was a Chaos user. Whether they were Chaos specific, or used some element, or summon, or magic, it was all the same. All those powers came from using the Force of the Universe...and they all abused it. He hated them all for it. Destroying cities, hurting innocents. All that came from those powers was ruin and desolation. Yet here he was, protecting them.

Shima: (walks by with a wagon of groceries) This is why I need a car...

"Hello." Fredrick said. Suddenly, the sight of her lifted his spirits (as most women do). He put the rabbit down, ran over to her and asked," 'scuse me, you need a hand?"

Shima: Huh? (looks at Fredrick) Oh, uhh...yes, please. (thinking)..Who's this guy?)

He took the wagon, and asked kindly," Just point the way."

Shima: (nods and head down the street) Thanks. (looks back at him) Um...who are you, anyways?

"Name's Fredrick," he said with a smile," And who's the pretty lady that grocery shops this late at night?"

Shima: Nice to meet you, Fredrick. (smiles back) The name's Shima. And I'm shopping so late because I've been working all day.

"Really? Where's that?" he asked.

Shima: Barney's Antique Shop. It's slow a lot, mostly old ladies and couples.

"That's interesting. I actually own a cart of valuable antiques I sell on markets all over the world."

Shima: (grins) Really? Well, I think ol' Barney might be interested in doing business with you.

"Maybe. My stock's real quality stuff. I actually hunt and find the treasures myself from any ruin I can find really."

Shima: Huh...impressive. (walks a while) So, you travel, right, to seel your goods? Why were you at that mansion?

He took in a deep breath, and explained," A group of strangers I met this morning were struck by a "Gender Switch curse. I decided to help them..." as he drifted off, he abruptly asked," Are you a Chaos user?"

Shima: (snort and chuckles) Gender Switch curse? Okaaay. (tilts her head) Uh..yeah, why?

"You can find out for yourself. Laugh at a victim and you get the curse yourself..." not again he though before he said," Nevermind. Sorry, I....you could stay with us, help protect everyone. Some villains, the "trolls", attacked us. We could use those..."gifts"." Why am I asking her to stay longer? He thought, those powers...pain...she sickens me.

Shima: Riiiight. (eyes narrow at the words "use") Sorry, but I'm not into my powers being "used". As for the Trolls, they're nothing. Sure, they regenerate, but no that hard to defeat.

"I meant no disrespect," he said, narrowing his eyes, thinking believe me, I wouldn't use those powers unless I needed them to protect everyone," And if they're so easy to defeat, what harm could joining us bring? I mean, besides the normal mayhem and destruction you Chaos users create."

Shima: (stops) Excuse me? What WE Chaos users create? (turns to him, eyes narrowed and glaring) We're not the only ones that CAUSE destruction.

He stopped as well. The light from the streetlamp above gave him a strange halo, with his glowing antlers and fur, yet darkened face. Then crossing his arms as he said," Oh? Whether hero or villain, your fighting and feuding hurt the innocent the most. I've seen you using your powers to fight over the last scraps of food, and destroy whole towns. Whether it's pure Chaos, or magic, or summons, or Chaos Tech. You Chaos weilders are complately irresponsible, and even with good intent, you still hurt everyone around you."

Shima: (growls) You know NOTHING about me, or other Chaos user. They're not all bad.

"Calm down," he said, pressing a finger to her mouth," I told you, the intent doesn't matter to me. Life is sacred, and with all your talk of justice and doing good, you still do incomprehensable damage. Good or bad, you break lives. And you have no respect for the power you hold."

Shima: (grabs the handle of hte wagon) You don't think I RESPECT my power? Boy, are you wrong! (turns on her heel and starts to stomp off)

"Gaia help us if they're all like this..." he though, wondering whether or not he should return to the manse. Though, he realised he left his cart, and went back. As the stars shone, and the moths flew by, he thought about all the destruction he'd witnessed. Adter Perfect Chaos destroyed a city, he saw the relief efforts. He could still see children cleaning up what was left of their homes, not knowing what came next. He remembered the news about Shadow the Hedgehog destroying the Black Comet, yet he read it from a newspaper in the ruins of Central City. Dark Gai's release, Eggman's destructive fleet...Sonic...he hated Sonic the most. For all he said about defending the innocent, all he did was "chill out" as everyone fended for themselves. "Disgusting," he said once he found his campsite, the rabbit charred to an inedible crisp.

Jenny is at the campsite cooking a weiner. "Hey dude, you forgot your cart!"

"Thanks," he told Jenny. Much as he hated chaos users, he tried not to forget his courtesies.

"Where were you man? You left this fire unattended."

"There was....nothing," he said calmly, throwing the rabbit into the fire. As sparks flew up, he thought aloud," I must be pretty messed up..."

"So, who was that lady?" Jenny asks with a smile on her face.

"Heh, does it matter?" he asked, chuckling," I hated her before we ever met, and now the feeling's mutual."

"And why is that?"

"She's a Chaos user, and I hate Chaos users," the air grew still, the fire crackling as he continued,' and I hate you too for using Chaos...So why is it I'm helping you all?"

"One, I don't use Chaos. I use guns," Jenny says angrily. "And two, I don't like racists. If you don't like them, leave us alone."

"I'm not racist..." he said, still staring blankly," I hate how irresponsible they are. You wouldn't understand."

"No, I think I do understand. Maybe just the ones you've met, the ones who deserve to be locked up. But some of them try to only use their powers for good. And some of them don't even do these things on purpose."

He sat quiet, thinking before he said," I was 15 when I came upon a village destroyed by Chaos users. I found out two Chaos users had too much wine, and started fighting over a waitress. There was nothing salvageable from the town, so the people had to relocate. Chaos users are irresponsible, and they hurt everyone innocent."

"A, lots of people are irresponsible," Jenny says extremely angrily. "B, not every person with Chaos powers is irresponsible. C, that's pretty irresponsible of you to make that assumption."

"You haven't seen the things I've seen. Alot of people are irresponsible, but those people don't have their Mega Forms and Chaos swords and whatever else. And if there is a Chaos user who's actually wise and responsible with their abilities, I've never met them. Even the most famous user, Sonic, is a joke. 'Protect the innocent' he says, yet all he does is scarf down Chili Dogs while innocent people clean up his mess. I'm not irresponsible for making an "assumption", I judge these people by what I've seen for myself and know about them!"

It was quiet after that...pure silence. The fire lowered it's voice, the city noise was drowned out. A while after Fredrick turned back to his fire, he told her," If you've got nothing else to say, you should just leave."

"Well," Jenny says, slightly calmer, "even if you don't, I am gonna love and tolerate the s*** out of them. Good night."

"'night..." he said, watching her @$$ as she walked away.

Jenny doesn't even look back as she walks into the mansion. She does, however, yell, "And stop looking at my @$$!"

[Meanwhile, Statyx is walking the night-time streets, grumbling to himself....]

Statyx: Geez, all that absurdity and I couldn't finish off those Trolls. Tch, just my luck...

Shima: (walking down the opposite street with her grocery-filled wagon, mumbling angrily to herself and looking at the ground)

Statyx: *notices Shima* Well hello there, Psycho-Sis.

Shima: (stops and looks up) Oh...hey, Statyx.

Statyx: Seems you've had a wonderful day yourself.

Shima: Oh, yeah..wonderful. (tugs at her wagon, which got stuck on a broken piece of sidewalk)

Statyx: So, what's got your pants in a bunch?

Shima: (growls and tugs on the wagon, freeing it) Just some a**hole Chaos user-hating deer. What about you?

Statyx: *raises eyebrow* Strangely, my issue is with a snarky flirt of the deer species.

Shima: (growls) Wouldn't be surprised if it was the same one.

Later that night, Fredrick was tuning a delicate violin from his stock, when a strange girl came running down the street outside the mansse.

Luana: Dont ask but im a guy....... i laughed at some chick and then when i woke up i had BOOBS! BIGG BOUNCY BOOBS!

At the sight of Luana, the string broke on his instrument. His eye twitched, and he thought aloud," What have I gotten myself into...?"

"What's with all the noise, man! I'm trying to sleep here!" Jenny yells, coming out the front door of the mansion.

A figure in the trees yawns, swinging his staff slightly as he did.

Luana: I need answers

"You! Crazy person! Come over here. Yeah, you, dude slash lady in the street!" Jenny yells.

Luana: What?! Im confused.

Luana: Yeah what is it?

"Long story short, you laugh at somebody with this B.S. gender switch curse, you get it. Now stop pissing yourself, it'll wear off," Jenny explains.

Terra: I havent been cursed so if you turn back into a boy can we date?

"Sure. I guess..." Jenny says awkwardly.

"You know, I can't protect you from trolls as well if I don't sleep," Fredrick said from within his tent. With a yawn, he emerged without his bandages. The scars on his torso and arms almost glittered in the firelight as he said," Another victim, right?"

"I just want to throw this in here, but I don't see why people hate trolls..." Jenny interrupts. "But please continue."

"You mean you don't know?" Don asks, shocked. "They wanna rid the world of everybody who isn't a troll."

"Wrong." the figure leapt from a tree, performing a backflip before he landed. "Trolls hate recolors, and believe that only they are original, alongside the heroes of Mobius, that everyone else is recolors. That's why. They spread, planet to planet, like an interplanetary virus."

Don flinched sharply.

Shawnice rolled her eyes. "Calm your tits, Don. You know, that sort of sounds like Nazis."

"Never thought of it that way, but yeah...didn't know Nazi's were intergalactic..." the figure added, looking confused.

"Oh, come one. Even my evil brother knows that's not what I meant. He's not even here!" Shawnice exclaims.

"I figured what you meant. I'm Stave, by the way. A cleric."

"What the heck is a recolor?" Jenny asks, rather confused. "Also, why are there Neo Nazi references being made?"

"You know those people who look a heck of a lot like Sonic and Tails and their best buds and people like that and junk?" Don tries to explain. "They're called recolors."

"And our problem with them... is?" Jenny asks.
 * (Ryu-Makes me wanna bring in Dismal now :P)

"And what difference does it make why they hate you guys? The point is they want to destroy you," Fredrick said, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

"Exactly my point. Then again, they also accuse people who obviously aren't recolors of being so as well... It gets confusing." Stave remarked.

"Pfft," Jenny says. "Another assumption that they all want to kill me. Besides, if one tries, I'll just shoot 'em in the knees and call it a day."

"I'm pretty sure they don't always travel alone," Don remarks.

"Look, I don't care how many of them want to kill me. I ain't killing them," Jenny says, seriously. "Severely injure, maybe. But not kill."

"But killing is so much fun!" Shawnice said.

"We're not killing anybody." Don said, glaring at Shawnice. "Why are we talking about trolls anyway? Is there gonna be some kind of troll gender swap invasion or something?"

"How the heck should I know?" Jenny asks. "I'm just the professional sniper who can't shoot a rifle anymore because of certain unspecific things that I won't specify breasts."

"You can't shoort a sniper rifle cuz you got boobs?" Don asks.

"You're lucky," Shawnice says, "I'm like only a B cup! Mine are puny!"

Jenny sighs. "No I'm not lucky. And Don, if I have a sniper rifle with the butt on my shoulder, these two babies here make it so I need adjustment. Two, I'm attracted to myself. It's sick. Especially because I look like a hooker."

"Don't worry about that," Rory reassures, "You're gonna start to like guys in about a day or two."

"Oh, Christ," Jenny says, extremely annoyed.

"That didn't help, did it?"

"No, that makes it all the more sick and gay. But on the bright side, if I tell any dudes I date that I'm a dude, they won't be laughing."

"Well, yeah, but after the seven days are up, you and your girl self seperate."

"Thank crimeny! I won't have these huge hips anymore!" Shawnice bellows.

Stave shook his head. "You don't realize how much willpower it's taking not to laugh at you guys. I mean, seriously, I'm barely restraining myself. If I see anyone I know gender switched, I swear I'll burst!"

"I don't mind. Burst our laughing. Doesn't mind me," Shawnice says. Rory signalds Stave not to laugh.

"Maybe if I kick him in the groin he'll laugh," Jenny says, completely seriously.

Suddenly, a worn, patched pillow went flying at them. Naturally, Fredrick wouldn't throw any of his stock at them, so he proceeded to throw the blanket too and shouted," Can't a guy get any 'SLEEP!?!"

"I'm taking this!" Jenny says, stealing the blanket out of the air.

"Fine! You can take my sanity too, 'cause there won't be much left if I can't go to bed!" he shouted back, simply lying with the grass as his bed.

"Can I get that in a solid form so I can sell it?" Jenny yells back, jokingly.

"No," he replied both grumpilly, and sarcastically," I have all my customers sign contracts that say my merchandise may not be resold without my consent."

"Haha, Nice!" Shawnice exclaims. She high-fives Jenny.

"What," Don asks Fredrick, "did you not get any sleep last night or something?"

"No, but dealing with loud, overpowered, unrully, immature Chaos users wears a guy out..." he replied, rocking side to side and even letting his eyes drop. He opened his mouth wide open, and yawned as his arms stretched above his head. The ugly mrks on his flesh stretched and contorted as well, almost writhing as if the skin would simply fall off at any moment.

"If you're so tired," Shawnice says, "Then you can go to my nature resting room. It's up on the 4th floor. Go up the main staricase and make a right, then three doors down, turn left, and it's right to your right. Can't miss it."

"Yeah, no thanks. I prefer sleeping outside. It's much more natural and soothing to me," he replied.

"Yeah, I usually don't sleep, but I'm pretty unusually tired tonight. Must be this B.S. gender curse," Jenny says, wiping sleep from her eyes.

"Who knows," Fredrick said sarcastically," You wanna ask the Trolls and find out?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Jenny asks, rather annoyed and sleepily.

"What... do you think?" Don replies, also annoyed and sleepy.

"I'm not in my thinking mode right now," Jenny says, after a long yawn.