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!
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1: Tidus
Ew, ew, ew, being a human is weird. Really weird and fleshy and just... Ew, nope, Louie is not a fan. Although the height isn't the worst thing, he has to admit. Also, unlike some of the others, Louie isn't wasting his time or energy pretending to actually be Tidus.
Instead, Louie in Tidus' body can be found outside, jogging. What Jecht had said at the dance about excercise did stick with Louie, as much as he wished it wouldn't. And starting off in a body that's clearly already used to this sort of thing... That's Louie's idea of a good headstart.
Still... Ew.
2: Huey
Ugh, nerd brother for a day. Or, well, part of a day... "Huey" looks pretty skittish as he walks through Eiather's common room, as none of the past times he was there were exactly fun. Of course, being one of the other triplets means he can easily fix - or at least, put a bandage on - the problem of the bodyswap. He just needs his own clothing...
Which, unfortunately, is all on Valhudor turf. And that space isn't kind to Eiather students. Soon, a young duck with Louie's hairstyle and Huey's clothing is sitting out in the grass, just outside the Eiather dorms and common room, deep in thought.
B. Something's Got To Give/Dewey
By the time Louie has gotten his hands on his Valhudor robes and a green t-shirt, it's after he's wound up in Dewey's body, now. But all the same, at least he looks passably Louie-like. This is probably good for Dewey's reputation as a brave adventurer, because Louie screams when he sees the blob monster, smaller though it is. He recovers when he realizes just how harmless it now is, as the creature gnaws on his leg.
C. Wildcard
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"Hey, thanks man! It's really important to stay in shape!"
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"Yeah, that's what my friend Jecht says, too. I'm not seeing the appeal."