The Bodyswap Post
One: Nothing Wrong With Me
In the blink of an eye, disaster strikes: disaster, in the form of a chaotic misassociation of minds and bodies. Everyone immediately blames Headmaster Birony. But for once, zaniness isn't her fault; a faulty spell has collapsed and sprawled across the campus like so much mayonnaise falling from an ice cream scoop, infused with powerful chaotic energies that make it so difficult to counteract.
And so here you are: trapped in a body that is not yours.
Something's Got To Give
At the same time, the multicolored, feathered, amorphous blob monster has emerged without warning, lurching from its attenuated connections with the two innocent students who were used for its summonings into the light of day once more. As they promised, the faculty immediately springs into action, capturing the beast in an immense and convoluted magical cage, which it promptly squirts out of because it is now the size of a cantaloupe.
In this form, the creature has no power beyond annoyance, and the staff are pretty distracted at the moment (Professor King, for example, is currently a frog), so catching it is low priority. Students are advised to be cautious around it, as it has a tendency to gnaw on things like homework, legs, buildings, and complicated spellwork. On the other hand, wouldn't catching it be worth some renown and recognition -- especially if you managed it in a body not your own?
Push Me Again, This Is The End
Perhaps shockingly, the Sundered aren't the only people affected by this mess of Modification. Students by the dozen find themselves in the wrong bodies, and that means the Magicademy is chaos. Cat familiars given human form raid the newly-reopened Great Hall, stealing every piece of food they can and knocking down every glass, book, or valuable item left on a horizontal surface above ground height. Unscrupulous souls take advantage of the anonymity in new forms to steal, bully, swipe, or even just catch a glimpse of attractive students of their desired gender at inopportune moments. Others are taking respect of their new bodies so far that they, well, kind of smell thanks to their unwillingness to bathe. Though classes continue as normal, attendance is a nightmare. In short, chaos rules the Magicademy, and spills over uncomfortably often into those doing their best to muddle through...
LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR! LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR! LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR!
This is the wildcard option.
We just wanted to put that in a heading.
Bodies? Bodyswap? Get it? Eh? Eh? Never mind... |
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I never really noticed. [ they might have been a bit on the colder side, but yugi's never been bothered by it. ] Why?
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It's just...something I notice when everything feels new.
[ He tugs Yugi closer and hums. ]
Try not to hit my head on any doorways. Some of them are far too low.
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[ snorts. ] I'll be careful, but I bet you're glad you don't have to worry about that for a bit, huh?
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I'll always want to hold yours, so I'm glad.
No, I just have to worry about you escaping me. Hmph. Maybe next time I should make you carry me.
[ He snorts. He's kidding. Definitely kidding. ]
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I can carry you. [ he'll tug kaiba close and then scoop up him into his arms, holding him bridal style. ]
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He enjoys being close and protected, but he can't let Yugi off the hook too easily. ]
Hmph. You realize you're insulting yourself, right?
[ He laughs and presses a kiss to his cheek. ]
All right. If the chaos is concentrated here, it can't have gone far. Let's go.
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It couldn’t have gotten too far... I hope. [ it seems like most of the student body is in a panic over what’s happening, which seems like the appropriate reaction, but it kind of makes it easier on them to pass without looking too strangely. ]
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[ He snuggles up to Yugi, completley unashamed. It's not like anyone else is going to know this is really him. ]
I could distract you with my---your---charm.
[ He leans up to kiss his cheek, laughs, and as he looks up to admire the angle of his face...there's a flicker in the dark. He clings tighter to Yugi's neck with one arm and points up at a high ledge with the other. ]
Wait. Up there!
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Huh? [ he looks over his shoulder to where kaiba is pointing. ] You saw it? [ because it's gone now. ]
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[ Yugi's doing such a good impression of him, it's hard not to laugh. But he manages to pull away from his silly expressions just enough to get back to business. ]
I did. Eyes open, it's not far now.
[ He refocuses his attention lower, nearly tripping in his haste to stop when a shadow moves suspiciously under a nearby bench. He leaps for it...and misses, ending up in a tangle on the ground. He huffs and pushes himself up. ]
...should we risk trying our magic? It could be defective from all of this.
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I'm not sure. Magic didn't seem to do anything to it last time, though that was offensive spells. Maybe we can create a cage or a trap for it. You're the Modification wizard, so [ he skids to a stop. ] the bench, go for it, Kaiba.
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I'm on it. Stay down!
[ The bars come down fast and he holds his breath. He's really hoping it doesn't have some weird gelatinous magic to get out of this. Maybe if he hurriedly reinforces the bars, changing them to iron----ugh. There. ]
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Nice job, Kaiba! Now... what should we do with it...
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Aren't we going to take it to the professors?
...and you can put me down now.
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Yeah. Good idea.
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[ Kaiba smiles up at him, a little knowing look, and carefully molds the cage floor. He separates it with another spell and lifts it up, peering at the creature inside. ]
This had better be the last I hear from you. You've given him more than enough trouble.
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[ He makes a face up at Yugi, but he's joking. Mostly. He seems to carry it without too much trouble. ]
All right. We turn it in, it's researched, and we get our bodies back. In a just world it'd be that simple. But...this might be a while.
[ It could be worse, though, Yugi's right. He bumps against him as he walks, thinking on...well. A few things. How they could have fun later. ]
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[ he spares kaiba's body a glance, though there's really not much to see with all of these robes in the way. a shame, really. ] What are you thinking about?