NPF Avatars: A story of Seals, Tears, and Betrayal

[Rhiya Ravenwing]

Sub-Rhiya looked down.

"........."

"..........................."

Sub-Rhiya grabbed a cabinet full of chaste words.
"I'm going to start hurting you now, and I don't know when I'll stop."

**ENSUING VIOLENCE IN THE BRAIN IS SO ILLOGICAL IT'LL BLOW YOUR MIND!!!!!!!!**

[Krylo]

Krylo pulled himself back up to his feet after Darth--or, as Krylo liked to call him lately, spaz-boy--had collapsed all over him, and began to brush himself off once more. Now, normally brushing yourself off isn't really too worthy of note, but this time there happened to be an explosion of chaos right when he was in the middle of it.

To be honest, Krylo didn't pay much attention to the blast at first--after all he was fighting to save the world along with the NPF and such things were rather commonplace when dealing with them. He hadn't had a problem with the random explosions up until now, so why start worrying?

That is until his hands were stopped abruptly on his chest by two mounds of flesh. In other words, breasts. Large ones at that. In his rather educated estimation they seemed to be about a D-cup. Of course, his shirt was made to be rather tight on his normal, flat chested, body, and as a result the fabric was pulled away from other places to make room for the--still quite squashed--breasts he had suddenly developed. This meant two things:

A: He couldn't breath right.

B: His midriff was showing.

Normally, he should have regenerated away the breasts, but they didn't seem to be going anywhere, and he really couldn't analyze the problem with his chest being mashed into itself painfully, so he did the only thing he could do--he grabbed the top of his shirt and tore it apart. The result was that he had a roughly torn v-neck mid-riff showing shirt under his duster.

A quick glance downward (after mashing his breasts down and craning his neck a bit to see) told him that his waist was also smaller, and his hips more voluptuous. Further, his pants were considerably tighter. In fact, they hugged his ass like a glove, and--thanks to his smaller waist--they also sat a bit lower, barely covering his ass crack. If he bent over it it started to become obvious that he was going commando.

Of course, the tighter pants also revealed to him something else. He was no longer a he. Infact, he had become a she.

From the looks of things quite the drop dead gorgeous one at that.

Krylo decided to pull out the small mirror she kept with her--being as that she was very vain even as a man--and look over her face. And yes, there were even some changes there. For one, her chin had become even softer and more effeminate, her eyes seemed slightly larger, her lips fuller and more red, and the five o'clock shadow had fallen out... or perhaps been sucked in to make way for the new, very long, head of straight raven black hair she was sporting.

All in all, Krylo had become one hell of a knock out.

She tried concentrating for a moment on regenerating, but even that did nothing, except make her hair even shinier and healthier.

For a second Krylo stood looking at herself in that mirror, and then decided that Krylo was far too masculine a name. Thinking back to some basic japanese she quickly decided that, until she was back to being male, she'd call herself Haeru--meaning to look beautiful--after all, she WAS quite the knockout.

Unfortunately, a battle still raged and she didn't have time to stare at herself any longer. She slid the mirror back to where it came from and progressed with plan 'start a rebellion'. Granted, there weren't a lot of gaians left for the moment, but the portals that had closed were quickly re-opening, and more seemed to be opening yet, each spilling forth waves upon waves of gaian undesireables.

Haeru walked forward toward a group, and spoke, "Why are we even doing this!? The moderators totally suck! They're just sending us here to get killed by those guys, you know!" she said, pointing back at the other NPFers, while pretending to be a gaian.

However, Haeru/Krylo, hadn't taken into account her new body when addressing the gaians, who just stared at her for a minute before shouting.

"OMG! A GURL! YER HAWT!"

"C0|\/|3 5|33|> WIF ME!"

"OMG NOODZ PLZ!!!!!"

Haeru pursed her lips for a second in thought, which--with her full lips--came off as even sexier to the gaians who started to gather around her now. That's when the idea hit her.

She put on a really sultry smile and pulled aside the tear in her shirt a little, revealing a bit more cleavage, as well as the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra, and then spoke as she covered it back up, "I really really hate those gaian moderators... they're so mean to me, but I can't do anything to stop them... if only someone could get rid of them... I'd be ALL theirs!"

That's about all it took. The newbs, flamers, trolls, lurkers, and even the banned started falling over themselves. Many of them shouting things like "TAHT |-|4WT |34|3E ISH MNIE!" which had the result of spreading the movement.

Soon most of the gaian army was flooding back toward the portals. Including half the girls, as that Gaia was a hotbed of lesbian and bisexual activity--or at least of guys who pretended to be one type of woman or the other.

Haeru/Krylo for her part looked around at the other NPFers, "Well... let's go before they forget what they're doing."

[Arhra]

"Err, so why are you suddenly some variety of anthropomorphic cat Phoenix?" Arhra felt compelled to ask.

Unfortunately, her thoughts were interrupted by Newb's sudden stream of nonsense.

"What talk you?!" Arhra asked. "Small words are bad and large words are good you say? How odd!" As she spoke, she watched Newb rapidly shrink into a rabbit. It was nice having someone shorter than her.

It was then she noticed something terribly wrong.

Her link with Yuri seemed to be connected to the wrong person. Some sort of Hobo Kamen. Yuri was unconscious right now, she could be in a lot of trouble. Also, Fenris was right here, meaning he wouldn't be killing any enemies for her. Arhra stated her concern in a stream of monosyllablic sentences.

[Bailey]

The changes seemed to stop when Newb was just a few inches shorter than Arhra, but since she was shorter than everyone else, this was not a great stopping point. His massive feet and eats twitched indignantly, and a large tail poke out between his pants and shirt.

"Purposeful changes unapreciated!"

With one furry paw he reached into his bag and pulled out his blanket, now incredibly large as compared to him. He gripped the corner, and snapped it towards Arhra. He twisted it through the air so that if she didn't react quickly enough she would be enveloped. He leapt high into the air, far higher than he could normally manage, twisted through the air, and twitched it again, sending her down the hallway.

"Amusement depends upon beholders, attempt again badness regret actions!"

[PhoenixFlame]

"Well Arrrhrrra, Phoenixflame appears to be some varrriety of Anthrrromorrrphic Cat indeed." Phoenix sighed. "Rrraven!" She calls, "Analyse Phoenixflame's bio signaturrre and crrross rrreferrrence with databases." The Rakshasa didn't bother speaking in long words, as she was rather amused with Newb's changes.

"Affirmative!" Raven, the Isparalian's AI, responded over the comm. A small blue light enveloped Phoenixflame for a moment, and the readout popped into being in a small, blue holoprojected panel next to her.

"Phoenixflame, Extraplanar Xenomorphic Feline."
"HP: 4812/4812, EP: 6/78, MP: 54/54"
"Specie: Rakshasa."
"Cause of Recent Biological Changes, unknown. Reversability via nano-reconstruction, negatory."
"Suspect Cyberspace-bourne Xenomorphic Viral infection. Terminate?"

"No! No no no!" Phoenix yelled at the "Terminate?" command. "Strrrange. Phoenixflame seem to have been modified by some feedback pulse thrrrough my uplink with the PX-Rrr unit. Anyhow... I have MP now, that's strrrange... And why is Phoenixflame talking in thirrd person, dammit!" she continues, obviously flustered at her situation.

"Wait, Rakshasa... DnD monster manual, oh... Yes!" Phoenixflame exclaims, closing her eyes for a moment and concentrating. A bright flash and a "Pop!" and Phoenix appeared human again.

Only she had black hair, and didn't look anything like Phoenix. Another bright flash, and pop, and she looked perfect. "There we go. It seems to have supressed that blasted third-person speech and my ridiculous tounge, too. I love shapeshifting." she chuckles.

"But I wouldn't do that, Newb." she continues, her Rakshasa-ESP catching one of Newb's surface thoughts about harming Arhra, though she responded as if he had spoke it out loud, "Because I'd become very angry if you harmed Arhra... Speaking of harming things, where do you think Pedro is?"

[Darth SS]

Darth was limping, but slowly getting better. Quite lazilly, he randomly turned and shot a burst into the mob. He didn't really want to waste a lot of his ammo. Thusly, he slowly made his way back to his compatriots, desperately trying to ignore to chatter coming from his various clothes.

Then he saw Krylo.

"Put that sucker away there. I want none of that in me. Well...not because of some hussy. Man down, sweetums, man down."

"Woah! Lad! Focus at the problem on hand! Big, unstoppable army!"

Seeing no way to get his mind off Krylo, Darth stuck his metal hand in his mouth, cocked his revolver, and shot himself in the crotch. There was a horrible scream. Darth actually started crying. He doubled over.

"My god. Brave move laddy. Brave move."

"No fun time."

Then he straightened, revolver in one hand, P90 in the other. He opened up on the hoarde, carving out a comfort zone.

"HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM APPLES?!"

His voice had gone up in pitch. About an octave. He had gone from a baritone to a soprano. About then, he realized something. His arm had been cut off. It hadn't regenerated with his normal time delay regeneration. What said his assets would?

"FUCK!"

[Truce]

Rhiya trashing his mind was more than just painful-it was confusing as hell, especially on his senses. Sight became smell, smell became hearing, hearing became…well, he wasn’t sure what the hell that sense was, but he knew it wasn’t normal, and his brain was sent signals to itself telling him he was drowning in a sea of purple flavored pudding while pandas sung in the background. For a moment, he lost his sense of self, unable to stop his consciousness from being dragged along this flood of sensations.

Finally, after what seemed like five seconds, he found himself (or rather, his Sub-Self, which fortunately took the form of his human self) inside the inside his own head. Right in front of him, it looked like Rhiya was dumping a bunch of Krylo's links onto the floor and, just as he expected, his sub-mind was flooded with...

On second thought, it's better to not mention those.

"Ahem. Sub-Rhiya..."

[Rhiya Ravenwing]

"I actually didn't mean to dump those down there," Subconscious Rhiya commented, "my hand just sorta... slipped like this!" Some more links spilled into Ecurt's brain.

And that's when the apron flipped up in Ecurt's retaliation...

~~

Gliepnir later could not recall a time when such violence and fiendish intent ever happened in his swordy life. Such things were unpleasant in the least to dwell upon, but this... This was a masterpiece.

[Arhra]

Arhra simply sidestepped the blanket. She'd seen it coming, considering the low velocity of blankets used as a projectile and the difficulties rabbits had in throwing things at people. It somehow seemed very ominous as she walked over to where the blanket had landed and picked it up, also grabbing the blackout gun from where it had been dropped. She felt the pleasurable rush of energy absorption again as she drained off the power the blackout gun had taken into itself. Although her powers of draining (probably) had nothing to do with her tongue, she thought it was tasty.

After she drained the gun, she tossed it away again, a handy waste receptacle droid scurrying by, sucking it up and running off again into a hole in the wall designed for it. That distraction gone, she paced back to Newb.

"Well bunny, you can stay in this for now." she said, picking Newb up by the scruff of his neck and folding the blanket around him beofre tucking him under one arm. She knew to be careful when handling animals like that, lest they leave messes on you.

Replying to Phoenix, she said, "Can't you just ask the computer about where Pedor is?" And so it was, and they were quickly reunited with Pedro and Fenris.

OOC: Well, just moving things along a touch by getting everyone together again. Yuri's still in an unconscious sprawl.

[GARUD]

Garuda smiled. The Gaians were so easy to manipulate.

"I'll give you a Cybor if you kill yourself!"

"OMG U A GUR1!!!! I'M H0RN1 KK!"

The multitude of gaians that actually had enough limb movement to hold a weapon and use it to kill, were beating themselves senseless. She learned that act of manipulation off Krylo.