PORK SODA ☆ new body

[michael t.]

Generally, when one discovered they could shapeshift, it happened one of two ways. Either they did it intentionally, or it happened subconsciously without them even realizing until they saw the world in a different way. For one Michael Townley, however, figuring out that he could shapeshift was both unintentional and extremely hard to miss. After all, it was really hard not to notice that you were in another form when you lost all of your legs. One moment, the bobcat had been out in front of his house, curled up in the warm sand and coming in and out of consciousness as he dozed. Normally he would've been inside with Trevor, but he was feeling particularly cold that day, so he had wanted the sun bathing down upon his dark coat and the feel of the heated ground beneath him.

However, his peace was not destined to last long. Michael found himself curling up into an even tighter ball as a shiver went down his spine, a soft grumble leaving him. He was so focused on the chill in his body that he didn't even notice how he was shrinking, and changing. Long dark fur gave way to vivid, multicolored scales, and soon, instead of a melanistic bobcat laying in front of Michael's home, there was instead a San Francisco garter snake. He was fairly short, although you wouldn't be able to tell from the thick layers of reptile that were now curled up in the sand, in all sorts of different vivid shades. His head was a bright red that continued down the whole of his body, yet as the red snaked along his scales, it was joined by a dark blue and a bright turquoise that made him stand out starkly against the sand.

Before long, Michael opened his eyes – or rather, opened his retinas, considering he no longer had eyelids – and was shocked to see that the world had grown in size around him. He instantly felt that something was wrong, and when he tried to jump up to his paws, he instead just found his body jerking upwards, uncoiling from itself as his head reared up. He frantically turned his head from side to side, looking down at his own colorful scales in shock as he tried to process what had happened. Although he wasn't injured, he could still feel a distressed sense of panic bubbling in his chest, and before long the reptile was hissing frantically, desperate for some guidance, "Roxie?! Trevor?! Christ, somebody come here!" At least his voice sounded mostly the same, which would clue both his sister and lover in on who he actually was. Well, that and the multitude of jewelry that was now scattered around and draped over him, having either fallen off or slipped down when he involuntarily shifted.

[glow=#FFAD01,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]

[hollows creek !]

the use of powers was still relatively 'new' to hollow's creek. his clan had been so secluded from the world within the tundra that the appearance of physical or mental gifts were a rarity. a blessing from aarus, of course. it was rarely recorded in his clans history, the last known saber with natural born gifts probably generations ago. leaving the tundra and seeing how common it actually was had made holly feel lighter. his uncle's misuse of his powers had made him shy of using them again for quite some time.

all of the powers holly had come across were more earthly, though. manipulating the earth's natural elements and forces, not so much what michael had. shapeshifting had been more common in his folklore than real life. as michael had thought, it truly was lucky his voice remained, as it was the only thing recognizable to the saber. otherwise he was a hissing garter snake weighed down by chains and rings.

"michael- this is a very strange predicament." he might not who michael preferred to see, but either way he would offer himself to help. even if the concept was still foreign to him. "i'm going to assume you didn't do this on purpose. did anything trigger this? or did some outside influence cause it?" a witch, he thought, might very well have done this.

[ROXANNE R.]

[glow=white,1,400]I LOVE YOU, CANNIBAL QUEEN ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Upon hearing the call from his brother, the feline had rose to her paws with a frown on her maw both ears perked forward. Her head would tilt until her eyes locked onto the sight of the giant sabertooth that was Holly, it took her a moment to realize there was a serpent and her frown would only grow being reminded of the small ball python she had been taking care of this whole time since Trygve had disappeared. Maybe her son would like another cold blooded companion, she was tempted to catch the scaly noodle until she realized all the jewelry beside the tiny reptile. Her nonexistent eyebrows furrowing and her frown slowly turning to a small smirk "Michael?" Her body began to shake and suddenly laughter erupted from her maw, she couldn't believe this. Michael Townley had shifted into a small serpent. She would sit back unable to hold back her giggling fit not able to believe that out of all the creatures that existed, her brother had turned into a puny ass snake. She snorted with a bit of amusement as she wiped away a single tear from her eye, it was satisfying to say the least. Now, he wouldn't be able to make jabs towards her short stature.

Oh, how karma was a bitch. And Roxanne Roux was definitely a bigger bitch than karma herself, amusement danced in her eyes as she would walk over a bit closer to look over Michael before she attempted to pick up the snake within her paws being careful of not unsheathing her claws, a few more giggles left her before she would find her voice once more "Well, well, well... Now whose tiny, Mikey?"[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[michael t.]

Oh, how he was going to kill Roxie. He was definitely going to kill her for manhandling him like some kind of limp noodle. The male had been about to hiss out some kind of explanation for Hollow, only to hear his sister's soft voice, followed quickly by snickers. He immediately began to glare at her, his already narrow eyes seeming to narrow further as he was picked up. He whined from somewhere deep inside as he felt his jewelry slip off his now much smaller form, hissing angrily as he thrashed about, "This isn't fucking funny, Roxie! I feel ridiculous like this!" In all honesty, he looked pretty ridiculous like that too. Although he was a rather visually appealing snake, with brightly colored scales as well as colorful eyes, he didn't look to be very dignified. It didn't help that he was squirming in his sibling's grip, desperately trying to reconnect his now scaled belly with the ground. He didn't even really know what his intention was, besides curling protectively around his jewelry.

Eventually he began to feel tired as his thrashing proved unsuccessful, lured even more towards the notion of giving up by the fact that Roxie's plush fur was so close. Sighing heavily, the serpent just flopped forward, resting his head atop the feline's shoulder as he spoke to Hollow, "I didn't do it on purpose. And I don't know if anything triggered it, either. I mean, I was just napping. I felt cold and I curled up a little bit more, but I certainly didn't mean to turn into this." He had meant to gesture with a paw in order to demonstrate his point, but considering his current predicament, all he really ended up doing was squirming some more. He sighed in defeat after that, closing his eyes briefly and trying to focus back on his old bobcat form as he muttered, "Rox, you shapeshift all the time. How do I go back?" The thief wasn't particularly keen on staying in a form that was so small he could be easily trampled in one step.

[glow=#FFAD01,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]