[The Murder Game Series] Murder: The Ties that Bind

[N U T M E G]

Suddenly, Spy Crews errupted out of the men's room, his shower completed. He was wearing his suit again, (Terry Crews in a suit xD ) and had a towel slung over his shoulder. He suddenly charged forth, picking up Lann, and carrying him away. "COME MY BROTHER! THERE IS FOOD TO BE EATEN!" he shouted, sprinting towards the Mess Hall, where they were serving PULLED PORK ERMAGHERD.

(( HOW DARE YOU TERRY "SPY" CREWS. I'm about to get a glimpse of boobies //and possibly more than that// GODDAMNIT.))


Lann /almost/ died when he felt himself being powerfully dragged by a weird man in a suit that seems like it's going to burst at any moment. He stared in disbelief as the man gobbled down food like it's his last day on earth right before his hanging. Lann pulled out his sword and gingerly poked the man's bulging biceps. "Who in the Seven Hells are you?" He slowly shook his head and tried again. :You know what, don't tell me. I don't want to know. Ever." The man smelled awfully like one of those spices an mints at the high gardens.

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

(( xD )) "I am Spy," he said, continuing to devour food, "But I drank a potion, and I suddenly find myself as a muscular African American, who loves Old Spice Products, and Pulled Pork Sandwiches. And you are?" Spy asked, midst eating.

 

[Akibahara]

"Oh, it's you," he greeted Mikasa, trying his best to calm himself down once again. People were capable of thinking better with a clear head after all, right? Even if he was also quite irritated by his situation. "Well, as the Trader over here mentioned, if we don't wanna wait, we'll have to find either this Umbrella Corporation and/or this Tricell she mentioned. I'm sure they have cure serums there... At least, I hope they will," Shiki said, before turning to the Trader once again, "You wouldn't, at the very least, happen to know where to find 'em either, would you?" He asked, trying his luck again.

"They're a big pharmaceutical company, Tricell and Umbrella, they have facilities across the globe. I heard Nick Fury may send you bottomside in a few hours- I'm certain you'll reach a facility in no time- that's if... you survive, of course."

 

[N U T M E G]

"Interesting." Lann doesn't know what an "African-American" is nor does he know what "Pulled Pork Sandwiches" are. He's simply assuming that Old Spice Products are simply spices themselves. He shrugged and offered his hand. "Lann the Clever," he replied halfheartedly in a deadpanned voice. "Pleasure to meet you spy. Do you want to be comrades?"

 

[Jeremiah]

CHARLIE BROWN STALK! GOGOGOGO!
The SHIELD agent paused, coughing as he peered ever so secretly into her stall, "Uhhh, do you need any help in there, you sound aspirated! Like, uh, you're suffocating on something!" What could it be? Oh, right. The shirt. He stood there, eyes peering back and forth, hoping NOT to get caught in a situation like this! I mean, he was being helpful, amirite?

He could barely see her grown arse wiggling around as she slipped on her long, loosely-fitting ice-blue parka, sealing it up along her front, and having the fluffy rim of it fall half-way down her thighs. She was glad she chose a parka much too big and bulky for herself way back when... She soon stepped from the stall, now properly clothed, except for a bra and panties. But that shouldn't matter much. She gave the man a flirty kiss on the cheek before she quickly skipped off. "Thank you misterrrrrr!~"

 

[Lunar-Eclipse]

Mikasa had a gleam of hope in her eyes upon hearing the new piece of information. She could indeed find a way to cure herself and return to her body. Surviving for her would be an easy feat, at least she hoped so. She wasn't quite sure how well this body could hold up against her style of fighting with her gear.

 

[Verite]

"They're a big pharmaceutical company, Tricell and Umbrella, they have facilities across the globe. I heard Nick Fury may send you bottomside in a few hours- I'm certain you'll reach a facility in no time- that's if... you survive, of course."

"Oh, that's good. Only a few more hours," he said, sighing in relief, "I suppose we'll just have to be patient. You holdin' up fine over there? It's not too uncomfortable in my body, is it?" Shiki asked Mikasa half-jokingly, letting himself relax a little more.


@Lunar\-Eclipse

 

[Akibahara]

He could barely see her grown arse wiggling around as she slipped on her long, loosely-fitting ice-blue parka, sealing it up along her front, and having the fluffy rim of it fall half-way down her thighs. She was glad she chose a parka much too big and bulky for herself way back when... She soon stepped from the stall, now properly clothed, except for a bra and panties. But that shouldn't matter much. She gave the man a flirty kiss on the cheek before she quickly skipped off. "Thank you misterrrrrr!~"

There isn't much to say except:

​

The SHIELD operative fell back, totally fainted, from the kiss. Dun. Happy, mo'fuggas?

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

"Interesting." Lann doesn't know what an "African-American" is nor does he know what "Pulled Pork Sandwiches" are. He's simply assuming that Old Spice Products are simply spices themselves. He shrugged and offered his hand. "Lann the Clever," he replied halfheartedly in a deadpanned voice. "Pleasure to meet you spy. Do you want to be comrades?"

"My pleasure, and I would indeed like to be comrades," Spy responded, taking another bite of his sandwich. It seemed Lann was an alright person. After he had finished, he remembered his good friend Solaire, and the promise he had made to him before Solaire exploded. Spy got up, leaving the cafeteria, heading up to the top deck of the super carrier, were stood still, spread his arms in a V Shape, and praised the sun, and praised Solaire's memory aswell.

 

[Jeremiah]

There isn't much to say except:

She giggled at his reaction on her way out, skipping along the main hall. Perhaps a survivor would notice her new, feminine form?~ Some part of her wanted to see how comedic the group's reactions would be.

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

(( I made extreme edits to my post ))

Ok. xD


Spy continued sitting there, staring up at the Sun, praising it. His eyes didn't change during the transformation, so Solaire's blessing was still in effect, allowing him to keep on staring. And he proceeded to stand there for an hour or two, praising the sun. (Unless someone interrupts him)

 

[N U T M E G]

Lann smiled and followed Spy to the top deck. He watched in mild curiosity as the man started to praise... something. "What are you doing?" he asked with interest in his tone. He's starting to wonder if the man is a loon, or someone who praises the Lord of the Light, like what he had seen in the altar sept during one of his visits in a neighboring holdfast.

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

Spy continues praising the sun, remaining entirely motionless. "I am praising the Sun, in remembrance of a jolly friend," he says, a somber tone on his voice. (LUNAR I WILL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB)

 

[N U T M E G]

"I see." Jolly friend, that sounded familiar. So the man is indeed one of the apostles of the Lord of the Light. Lann was determined to stay away from those in league with that kind of sorcery, but a comrade is a comrade. Suddenly, Lann remembered the knight on the bus. He was saying something about 'jolly cooperation.' Perhaps it was he who had perished? Lann doesn't know what to say so he simply kept quiet and tried to stare into the skies. His eyes watered after a few seconds, so he looked back down. Funerals are always a chore for him.

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

Spy continued staring up at the sun, with his special eyes. He'd continue to stand there for another hour, praising the sun. Tears began to well up in Spy's eyes, but he didn't know if it was the sun finally getting to him, or the loss of his friend. He hoped this was all a bad dream, that'd he'd wake up, and find Solaire praising the sun, and that Spy wouldn't be Terry Crews. (When does the round end? I wanna transform back. >_< Cuz being Terry Crews is something I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO.)

 

[Jeremiah]

But...eck...her nethers felt so...breezy. She didn't really like it...she decided to head back to the man who had helped her out earlier. She knew he could help her just as easily as before~. Annie waved him down and skipped back up to him. "Hey, sorry for interrupting you again but, I just noticed I don't have any underwear! Do you think you could possibly help meeeeeeee?~"


@Akibahara

 

[Lunar-Eclipse]

"Oh, that's good. Only a few more hours," he said, sighing in relief, "I suppose we'll just have to be patient. You holdin' up fine over there? It's not too uncomfortable in my body, is it?" Shiki asked Mikasa half-jokingly, letting himself relax a little more.
@Lunar\-Eclipse

Mikasa gave Shiki a slight smile, "Well in a way it is. I suppose I'm just more comfortable to the built of my own body." She admitted to him. Not to mention she was afraid she lost some of the physical strength she could use before.

 

[Verite]

[QUOTE="Lunar-Eclipse]Mikasa gave Shiki a slight smile, "Well in a way it is. I suppose I'm just more comfortable to the built of my own body." She admitted to him. Not to mention she was afraid she lost some of the physical strength she could use before.

[/QUOTE]
"Oh yeah? I can imagine so. My body's not all that strong, but it should get the job done. I wouldn't worry all that much though. If you stay close to me, I'm sure I can protect you... using your own body, that is, and then once we find the cures, we won't have to look high and low for each other to get our equipment back. But yeah, I do admit, I'm more comfortable with my own build, but hey, having more muscle never hurt," Shiki smiled back, "Y'know, I don't think we've ever been properly introduced? You can call me Shiki," he said, offering a handshake.


OOC: I suppose this is where I'll get off for now. Might be back in like 6-7 hours or so, we'll see.

 

[Akibahara]

But...eck...her nethers felt so...breezy. She didn't really like it...she decided to head back to the man who had helped her out earlier. She knew he could help her just as easily as before~. Annie waved him down and skipped back up to him. "Hey, sorry for interrupting you again but, I just noticed I don't have any underwear! Do you think you could possibly help meeeeeeee?~"
@Akibahara

You return back to the SHIELD agent, only to find:

 
(( I'm heading off, too! I need to prepare for Cabin 42 tomorrow. ))

 

[Jeremiah]

You return back to the SHIELD agent, only to find:

 
(( I'm heading off, too! I need to prepare for Cabin 42 tomorrow. ))

Annie simply "D'aaaaaaaaaw" ed at him, then continued skipping on her way. Surely there was some kind of laundry room upon this ship... ...And so there was! She stealthily snuck in, giggling quietly as she tip-toed slowly past a snoozing woman, browsing through her laundry. She did not care what weird machines were littered across the room, only that they had what she needed in them! A simple white bra and light pink panties! Heehee, it matched her hair! She quickly slipped the panties on up her parka, and stuffing the bra away in her backpack to put on later.

 

[SirDerpingtonIV]

(I'm going to head off to bed as well.) Spy suddenly shifted back to his normal form. He continued praising the Sun nonetheless.

 

[Reaper Jack]

Emiya sat down in one of the corridors, glad that she was finally getting some level of solitude. Down the other end, she kept noticing someone who looked like she could be the big sister of the pyromancy girl go back and forth. Wait; if this had happened to him; maybe that girl had took some kind of growth serum? Emiya sighed, resting her head back; she just needed some time to sit down and make sense of it all; doing her best to get back the iron mentality she had wielded before being changed into a woman.

 

[dalecoOoOoOper]

Debra winced and looked down, ashamed. Her own eyes were teary, which soon the said tears began dropping to her cheeks, rolling down slowly before she actually burst into cry. She went to wrap her arms around Leo ever so tightly and stood tip-toed to plant her lips against those of his, giving him a kiss that she had urged to keep back for a while, she backed away and looked at him with her red, teary eyes and also cheeks, sobbing like a child.

He hadn't even realized what he did. Holy shit, what did he do? Leo looked down as he accidentally broke her. He hugged her tightly, brushing her hair as he felt the kiss, sighing. "There There... Don't cry, please Debra... Don't cry.."


@Bombielonia

 

[Croissant]

The RED Spy drank the TURQOISE SERUM! It tasted like apples, just as... The Spy felt odd, more aggressive, one could say, he also lost his French accent, hell, he lost his race! The formerly white male turned into a deep black pigment, muscles bulging out of place, nearly ripping his suit apart as it magically shrunk on him. He also needed deodorant. Alot of it.
The Spy, you are now...

A Terry Crews look-alike.


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[dalecoOoOoOper]

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*Falls from the sky of laughter* 

He could barely see her grown arse wiggling around as she slipped on her long, loosely-fitting ice-blue parka, sealing it up along her front, and having the fluffy rim of it fall half-way down her thighs. She was glad she chose a parka much too big and bulky for herself way back when... She soon stepped from the stall, now properly clothed, except for a bra and panties. But that shouldn't matter much. She gave the man a flirty kiss on the cheek before she quickly skipped off. "Thank you misterrrrrr!~"

// Not even gonna look. Not even gonna look. Not even gonna look. You like Debra, not an adult sized Annie. Turn around. Turn. No, not that way, TURN.