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Zanni: *raises an eyebrow* That so?
Yolana: *looks out the door, then steps out*

Glaser: yes is so, but the affects are entirely random. *throws one increasing Zanni's overall height * hmm *drinks another becoming a bra, one size smaller than Zanni*
Microcron: *follows Yolana into the village *
Sira: *stroking Daren as her pet*

Zanni: Whoa now...
Daren: *groans as he wakes up, finding his armor stripped* Where'd my armor go...?

Glaser: telepathy: Uuh well that wasn't the reaction I was looking for... I was hoping for something completely different. Could you... Like pick me up or something?
Sira: hey little guy. Your armour? You won't be needing it right now my pet, you have other things to do.

Zanni: *picks him up and, after a moment, puts him on*
Daren: Pet? What? When is this a thing?

Glaser: Am I the wrong size? I feel so tight on you... Lets just never speak of this again.
Sira: uuuh ... Now. But before we do anything you need to fulfill your other task. *presses him against her bloody sock* don't forget kisses. ^_^

Zanni: Yeah...
Daren: Ulp... B-but I get sick when I smell blood...

Glaser: next I'll probably split in two and become a thong as well... Am I comfortable at least.
Sira: wow, and you're the chief? Embarrassing. Why don't you get to it *slips the gas mask on his face* unless you want to find out how much I weigh. Don't forget to take it off once the blood is gone for some serious worship.

Zanni: You feel like silk.
Daren: *sighs and slips it on, casting a water spell on his hands to help clean off the blood* A proud chief turned into a washmaid. Disgraceful...

Sira: you faint at the smell of blood... That was kind of disgraceful to begin with. So I thought you would be better as my pet. Don't forget to do in between the toes washmaid. *giggles and pets him with a toe*
Jarrek: hey Zanni how are you? Nice bra.

Zanni: Um... Thanks.
Daren: Alien blood to be specific. Jeez. Do you think I got my armor from being a do nothing? Every single piece of my armor is taken from a fallen enemy.

Sira: I'm guessing that's some culture thing. Because in the empire that would be considered very impractical. Besides I doubt you could take me on, only one man succeeded so far.
Glaser: hey maybe I could turn some of our friends into more clothing for you. Warm clothing to get us out of this place without freezing.

Daren: You might be surprised. *he mutters*
Zanni: That... Might be... Fun? *she seems a little weirded out*

Sira: I honestly won't, I have destroyed war ships by myself. *pets his head with her pinky* you just be a good little pet, cutie. ^_^
Glaser: ... That was a joke... What happened to your sense of humour?

(Gonna be honest, not having fun here.)

(same here)

I guess I just don't like my characters being subjugated or threatened.

You won't like Sira then.

I don't.

Oh well alright then.