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ZephyrStranded — TF (TG too) Adaptation RP
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Published: 2015-02-25 07:03:51 +0000 UTC; Views: 1978; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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You find yourself in ___(choose a dangerous environment...can be any)__Pretend you are evolving, but as a single individual rather than a species. You behave like the evolution of a species though, and so if you aren't in danger, you won't evolve! There is another way you can evolve, however, and that's through mating selection! but the way we will handle that is non-mature (I have a plan I swear). Also there is competition, so you will have to adapt to compete for survival of the fittest!
So in this RP you will be TF'd to survive the environment wherever you go! This means partial transformations almost all the time, and multiple transformations as well. This one is gonna be really freeform, so if you have an idea, tell me in the notes or message and we can work it into a fun game!
And if you like, you can start off as whatever you like, but be warned! you won't end up the same as you started!!!!
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You feel the plane jerk and lurch to the side
"We apologize for the delayed announcement, but we are unable to reach the captain, the cockpit is closed and he is out of communication"
You notice that almost all of the other passengers are out cold, apparently knocked out by something. A couple stewardesses, a young man with muscly arms, and a few others are awake, looking around wildly. The plane begins to groan, creaking, ready to break from the strain.
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I look around, with heavy eyelids. "What... What happened while I was out..?" I'd been asleep for maybe three hours before this happened.
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The plane began to make a terrible sound as it spun, whirring
and whirring. Suddenly a lady in the front of the plane stumbled out into
the aisle, whispering something, barf on her shirt. She threw her hands
out and shouted, "There will be no deaths on this flight tonight, but the cost
will be steep, I'm just so tired of people dying on pl-" suddenly the door ripped off and she
was sucked out the door, along with anyone's leftover gasps, just before the plane slid,
metal scraping, and people screaming. And then it all went dark.
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In the darkness, I try to grab for something, anything to keep me from flying out.
(Assuming you didn't mean I blacked out...)
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As you grab you feel something next to you in the plane. Like a presence.
The presence gets closer and closer until you can feel it all around you. As you
grab outward, the windows shatter and the plane whirls, shifts, and suddenly
light bursts through as the front part of the plane rips free and begins swirling like
something going down the drain. Your arms seem to be vibrating at an extreme rate,
and you realize that your palms are somehow magnetically connected to the ceiling of the
plane, your arms having stretched a bit, your hands widened as well.
(do you prefer partial, or full animal transformations, gender, what?)
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(I'm cool with anything, but partial makes more sense in this scenario. Maybe I'll learn how to force a full transformation later. And I don't mind genderbending.)
"Huh..? My hands..." I stare at my growing arms and hands.
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(yeah it does make more sense. just gettinga sense of what you are expecting)
You notice that your hands are able to detach and re attach, the vibration continuing
to pulse through your body. Your arms seem to have stopped changing. You notice suddenly
that you can't see the cockpit anymore, but just the plain blue sky. The feeling of falling suddenly
is interrupted by a shaking and the whole plane collapses into pieces. You are still attached to one and
you pop out of the shaking and breaking onto waves, clinging to the ceiling of the plane. You are
on the shore of some strange lake, mist all around, a beach nearby. You notice a slippery round object nearby, bobbing,
and notice that it's transparent, and the strong guy from before is inside crouched in a fetal position, in some kind of suspended
animation.
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"Th-the hell...?" I detach my freakish hands, pull off my shirt, and dive into the lake, intending to swim towards the strong guy.
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As you dive in, you notice your legs seem to slip past each other,
sliding smoothly with no pants or even any hair on them, silky smooth,
your ankles have expanded and you can feel a brief shifting of muscles
in your foot. Your toes feel like they are stretching, and before long
you have frog-like legs, making swimming quite normal.
You reach him quickly, and can attach with your hands, even though
the pod appears to not be made of metal. You notice that there are many other pods, all bobbing
up out of the lake from the crash. Except you notice that there is one person stumbling
on the beach. But a closer look makes it seem like this person is not normal either...
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After the hands, I'm not too confused by the frog legs. That, or I'm still recovering from the shock of the crash. Seeing this mysterious other person, and swim to him or her.
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You emerge from the water, noticing pieces of airliner all over the ground and fuel slicked across the water.
The stewardess looks over at you, her arms and legs longer than normal, her eyes full of tears.
Her entire body shape is wrong, with her hips long, extending up her body, her limps thin and gnobly,
her arms are oddly short for this contortion-- she should have thought of that before becoming a freak.
Her hair is matted over her face, her breasts like the knuckles of the hand showing through an ill-made
sock puppet. She opens her eyes and stares at you. "We're very badly injured, we need to find help" whispered
her hoarse voice. She seemed to stare at your groin, your pant-less legs, your oddly swirled body as if hers wasn't
a mess...
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"Y-yeah..." I check my pockets, only to remember my current lack of pants. "Uh, got a phone? I lost mine in the crash... Maybe we can call for a rescue team."
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As you speak, you notice that your head begins to bring about a splitting
headache. SHe gasps, "you're...growing an antennae out of your forehead..."
She steps forward, hoping to help you, and instead she bumps into you,
you notice that she is giving off a strange scent that seems to help the pain of the head ache.
Also, her body seems to be covered in black dots that are somehow blinking. She glances
around nervously. "we might be able to get to the black box, but I think that was in the cock-pit"
She watches as your antenna begins to hum with electromagnetism.
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I stare up at and twitch my new antennae. "R-right... Let's do that..." I look around for the chunk of the plane with the cockpit, hoping it's floating or beached.
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"Why are we transforming though?" She shambles beside you , looking around.
You notice that she is somehow able to see with all those tiny black spots.
She walks to the nearest high point, a headland on the beach, hoping for a lookout.
It's no wonder you thought she was strange, and couldn't see which gender she was
even from the water, because now you can see that she looks only vaguely human, as
you must also.
Your antenna becomes limp, curling up more and more as you walk forward, seemingly at the
speed you are walking.
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"Don't ask me... Nothing like this ever happened to me until now." Those spots are eyes..? Creepy. We reach the water's edge, and I look at my reflection.
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You notice that your face is the same as it's always, been, other than tired and
worn from the crazy nightmare. Your shirt is totally wet, sandy, and has a tear in it.
Your groin appears to be contained in a slippery smooth area, making it seem like a puzzle
for how to pee. You have spots there, making it seem like you've formed freckles on your frog-skin
groin since you were a lad, you shudder. Your legs are somewhat strangely proportioned and widely set,
as if you have to walk like a cowboy. Your thighs are enormous and your lower leg and feet match, but
are proportioned to be longer. Standing up straight as a you can, you can increase your height to seven feet,
but it's uncomfortable to be higher than your crouched five feet.
You can hear her call out to you, she struggles to yell at first, and then you hear her voice boom out across the beach
toward you. "No sign of the front-end, let's get the pods to shore!" She comes back to you, her hair seemingly having fallen
out. Her makeup is smeared.
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"Yeah, on it." I dive into the water, wondering if I'll be stuck as this... thing.
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As you swim around you notice that your hands and flippers work
extremely well together for gathering up the pods.
Her body, on the other hand, seems to change dramatically, her
arms becoming longer, her hips becoming much larger, weightier.
Sheesh she almost looks like a crane, reaching out, picking these pods
up that you are gathering and safely setting them on the beach.
Soon all seventeen passengers are together.
"yeah that one there is the other stewardess..." a long spindle we might
call a hand indicated. She looked over at you, her eyes have become nothing
but freckles at this point, though they still seem a mite sensitive to light.
As you finish the job, you notice that one of the pods is rocking, ready to break open.
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"Uh, I think she's waking up," I say. Maybe she can't see so well with those spots?
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"Probably we should let her be until she wakes up fully" her voice croaked, a little stretched from the
lengthening of her limbs and body parts.
The crane lifted, her arm casting a massive shadow at her side.
The pod began to tremble, and then cracks began to spider-web around the form, revealing that these people
were encased in something like glass, only hopefully more fragile and less sharp...
The woman moved inside, covered in a broken layer of dust, then began cracking the shell, her hands pressed
toward you. There were no indications of her being aware of you.
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"Probably..." I sit down, and look back at my reflection, wondering how my own mutations have progressed.
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You notice that your face is unchanged, your hair still present, your forehead antenna seems to be curled when you face this way, but when you turn your head, it seems to uncurl, almost like it knows which direction you are facing. Your arms seem to be the same size as before, only they are not as long, returning to shape. Your legs, as you sit on the ground, seem to slightly be reshaping as you sit.
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After assessing my seemingly normalizing form, I look back at the opening pod.
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The lady is having trouble breaking the egg, but somehow her knees begin to crack the shell and she emerges, spikes protruding from them.
"it's a miracle!!! I thought I was gonna suffocate in there!" she says, throwing her arms into the air. She glances at you and then at the other stewardess,
whose clothing is as ragged as is reasonable considering her stretched body.
"we are changed" she says and puts her head down, going quiet.
"Please don't look at us like we're freaks...we saved you" Says the tall one. She shambled around, looking for a place to hide. Strangely, she began to shrivel, but then she screamed at her rapidly decreasing size and covered her mouth. Her body returns completely to it's normal shape. "I'm....I'm normal again!!!" she says quietly to herself.
"But we aren't" says the new one, looking at you. She smiles at your legs. "wow you...do you think it's cause by something here? or is this just some freak alien blessing from the great beyond?" she looked pretty excited about all of this, her eyes combing yours.
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"My vote goes to the freak alien blessing," I reply. "You wouldn't happen to have a cell phone, would you?"
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She checks her pants, which are torn at the protruding knees.
"nope, I think i left it in my bag, which...is possibly...somewhere"
She rambled.
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I sigh. "Alright... I'll look for the cockpit. Maybe the radio still works." I dive into the lake.
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You notice that your antenna curls up when you face the lake, it seems to straighten
when you face away from it toward the mist.
The water around you is so cold, but you seem to be coated in something thick, keeping
the cold out.
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I'm glad my power is working so well. Once I'm decently deep, I look around for the front of the plane.
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You notice that visibility is extremely high, once your eyes adjust.
After a few blinks, your eyes seem to loosen and don't feel like
they need to strain anymore, they also seem to feel more...squishy
when you blink. Your blinks feel different as well.
Still no sign...
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It must have sunk all the way to the bottom... I hope the radio's waterproof. I kick myself upside-down, then propel downwards.
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(hey, so just to save you a lot of time, the cockpit broke off earlier
and higher, so it wouldn't be in the lake, it could be literally anywhere,
but not in the lake because it broke off and went in it's own direction)
You swim down, feeling the pressure on your ears as you go. Soon, it
begins to equalize, but not in the way that you'd hope...your ear seems to
close up, though your ear remains intact. You hear the sounds suddenly, loudly
get covered up and then the pressure problem is gone. As you swim down you
notice that there is a very still fluffy layer of silt, and you can see large clouds
of it hanging in the water from when pieces of the airplane crashed into it a couple
hours ago, it still hadn't settled.
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I swim around the floor of the lake for a minute, before discovering that the front of the plane's not there. Frustrated, I swim back up. "It's not in the lake," I declare.
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"Well, shoot." says the crane of a woman, though now she is entirely
normal, save for her torn dirty clothes.
The other is rolling other suspended people together until all of the passengers
are accounted for. She looks up at you, "I think that's everyone. No communication...
no idea where we are...now what?"
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"...Well, I'm gonna look for the cockpit. Unless I'm missing something, the pilot and copilot aren't with us." I climb out of the water. "I think we change to suit a situation, so I should be fine to go alone."
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"Okay...we'll just keep salvaging stuff here then"
Says the former crane girl. Although now she begins to
revert to her form, gasping a little and laughing at the
sensation. The other stewardess begins to grow long gills
like a salamander, and she slides out of her clothes, carefully
folding them as she changes very cleanly to looking like a mermaid,
before sliding into the water. Some change prettier than others.
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"Yeah, I'll be back." I give myself a minute to 'reset' before heading away from the lake.
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Your whole body returns to normal except for the antenna, apparently uncurling when you face away from the lake, toward the foggy uplands, curling when you face away.
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"Still not sure what that means," I mutter as I walk into the fog.
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As you walk, you notice that your antenna points you into the woods, a little further to the south.
You notice that you are extremely tired and hungry.
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I decide to follow my antennae, hoping they're pointing me to, say, civilization and not some weird alien mothership. When my stomach growls, I look around for anything vaguely edible.
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You notice that you start to smell things you've never smelled before.
You can smell edibleness in the dirt, in the bark of trees, and in several
plants around you. You nose feels funny, and when you touch it you notice
that it is softening, and the area around it is pushing out, giving you a bear-like
snout. Your tongue feels like it is expanding as well, making it hard to speak, but
fine for swallowing still.
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Intrigued, I get on my hands and knees and sniff around, pinpointing the exact location of the nearest edible plant
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Your nose wiggles more than you are used to at first, but you adjust.
The nearest is some kind of wild onion, just under the soil where you are.
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I dig at the soil with my hands, expecting them to turn into claws or something.
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Your claws come, as expected. They are mole paws, but
suited for your size. The onion is uncovered quickly.
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I pick it up in my new, huge claws, and tear into it with my bear-snout.
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The onion is very sweet and the flavor intense, but it's all worth
the couple tears. You ate an entire onion, so you are full for now.
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