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Rhys too had heard about the bake sale coming up and wanted to support such a noble effort with all his might! He would probably wind up buying more than he could eat, but if it was for charity... Maybe he could share with someone? He bought a plate of cookies and other assorted goodies to set inside the nurse's office for petients to eat if they wished. Okay, so it wasn't the healthiest option in the world, but this was a special occasion.

...However, throughout the day, the priest began to feel worse than he had before. He was still feeble from all the damage drugs had dealt to him, but this was different. Quite different indeed. The first signs of change started in his hips. They felt swollen, almost bulging, and it was painful to walk. Following shortly came the shooting pain in his backside, right where his tailbone was. His whole pelvis felt heavy and strained, and it shot down to his legs. Moreover, his fingers began to hurt so much they would tremble no matter what he did, and then, the more shocking transformations progressed later on.

Jaundice? Oh my gosh, what was going on! He was getting really, really sick! When he took a trip to the restroom to get a better look at his yellowish hue, something stuck out amid his forehead. A... really big zit? A boil? Oh, gross! Prodding it with his fingers frantically, he came to notice its odd texture. It didn't even feel like skin. It was hard, encrusted over like nothing skin could produce. It felt more like a gem. And then, he noticed a weird bruise circling his neck like a collar. Swallowing, he decided he should probably... take an even longer break. Maybe call the hospital while he was at it.

To all students and staff afflicted with growing animal parts:

It has come to my attention that there is a common problem sweeping through the school. I can't tell you how many patients I have come in with complaints about growing tailbones or sprouting feathers and the like, so if you are starting to notice these bizarre symptoms, please be aware that you are not alone in your suffering! Even I am beginning to notice startling changes in my bodily composition. I'm trying to figure out if I can pinpoint a commonality between those with this problem so we can get to the root of it, but in the meantime, please hang tight!

Never fear. I'm sure we will come up with a solution eventually. We always do, right?

((OOC: If you would like action, please feel free to hit up this post and come see Rhys about your problems! Or just see Rhys. Whichever!))

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Chili went to that bake sale and thought nothing of it, except for that he got to eat a nice cinnamon roll for lunch. (Heh heh heh, nutritional meal...) That night, however, he started developing a nasty fever.

The trainer didn't have a thermometer on him, but he could tell that he had a fever. It was unbearable, especially considering it was summer. He gulped down glasses of water and headed to bed, tearing off his sheets and clothes in the process. It didn't even matter what Banjo thought: he was not going to sleep with anything insulating his body. When that wasn't helping, Chili got up and got some wet towels and draped them over his body before taking a sleeping pill. It hardly worked.

After a restless night, Chili got up at 4 AM, dragged himself out of bed, and threw on some clothes before heading for the nurse's office. And in case Rhys wasn't there at 4 AM, he'd slouch against the wall next to his office until he got there. This fever had gotten so out of control that he was delirious and couldn't even think straight. He couldn't even think to find Cress. It would be too much effort.

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Even with the announcement Rhys typed last night, he felt obligated to help others who wanted to stop by the infirmary with their problems. If nothing else, he could offer them consoling words and solutions for pain relief, since the growing pains of altered tissue really was unbearable at times. It was at seven in the morning that Rhys hobbled in, his gait compromised by the obscene widening of his hips and shortening of his legs.

What was this? Oh no. Alarm bells ran in Rhys's skull to see Chili propped against the wall limply, clothes and skin soaked with sweat. He hurried faster and nearly tripped over himself, causing his body to flash brightly a few times like a lightbulb close to burning out. "A-a-a-are you okay?!" He couldn't help the weird stutter- it was just a part of his changing physiology.

Rhys's appearance startled Chili, and he looked at him with wide eyes before yelling. "Uh- AAAHHH!" Chili jumped to his feet, breathing hard.

He studied Rhys's face frantically and noticed some recognizable traits of his, so he tried to settle down. Everything was weird while he had this fever going on. Maybe it was an epidemic: yesterday, a lot of other people were having problems, he recalled. And besides, this fever was a lot more pressing than caring about how someone looked. It felt like he was burning up.

"Are you gonna... Do your nurse job now? Right now?" he asked. He felt dizzy.

"How is that even a question? Of course I am! Look at you!" Rhys was shorter than he had been before, and his neck had elongated like he'd been bound by neck rings. Prominent pointy ears decorated his head, and his sclerae were beginning to darken. There was a whole host of other oddities about his appearance that made him look half man, half Ampharos, but he was far more concerned with Chili than himself. He placed a webbed hand against Chili's forehead and yelped, recalling it back in a flash.

"Your fever is... oh my goodness, I could cook a hot meal on it! H-hold still, ple-e-e-ase! I'll get my thermomet-"

Oh. Would you look at that. He tripped.

"Ohhhh..."

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[Would have it been easier to attempt a video response? Probably not. Pulse wasn't sure if he was ready for everyone on the Network to see him just yet, but still, it would have been useful for Rhys to be able to see him. Then again, he didn't know how to make a video response anyway, so text it was.]

ZMMmisdtrr ryhs, fthis isd POu;lsdse.
PUKLSDER.
pULse.
sirtyu canmt sse kleysz,
chjjangd ntoo sopmthign. Ddont knopw wwhAT.
soery
styucvk inbside cvom,pyutre lkab
ppleASDE SENBD hellp/.

[Unable to see the screen and keyboard as he was typing, it was an arduous affair, having to step back to check and see if whatever message he was composing with his shriveled hands was making any sense. He hoped it was legible enough; he didn't have time for a concise spell check.]

Edited (icon getto) 2013-06-30 05:04 (UTC)

[Oh, he can... sort of read the scrambled keysmashes that were left behind. Hmm. It reminded him of what happened to him a couple years ago with the transformation he... was having again! Except more gradually and painfully. He kept reviewing it over and over again just to make sure he understood everything, then came to his conclusion.]

Pulse, you;'re stuck inside the copmuter lab? I will get you some help. Pl;ewase hang tight!

Oh no. The IT Tech won't respond to my calls... Nonetheless, I will send you one of my trusted froiends insteadf! He will try and get you out if there. Good luck, Puilse!

[Pulse had to blink a few times before he could focus his eyes and read the tiny words on the screen. Was he starting to lose his sight, too? Ugh. He did happen to notice the typos, however; things like that just seemed to stand out to him. He wondered if Rhys was just typing in haste, or if perhaps the "changes" he mentioned earlier were affecting his typing ability, like Pulse's were. He was starting to get really curious as to what sort of things all these other students were turning into. If some of them were growing feathers, then apparently not everyone was changing into... whatever Pulse had changed into. That or he had some feathers on him which he had yet to notice.]

YUes siur..
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ttthaNK.

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feeling cold

wrong codl

[What in the world could have happened to Jin, he wonders. It's pretty clear that whatever it is, it's probably due to transformation hijinks.]

You're copld, you say? In this weather, no less... I ncould recommand dressing warmer and usimng blankets an dsuch, but as it stands I fweel like you are probably undergoing a transformaton. Would you like me to stop in just to check on you?

[HE'D WIND UP DOING IT ANYWAY...]

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NO

[pop in next door, Rhys. Feel free.]

[Too late, Jin! Rhys didn't even get your message on time, as he was already preparing himself to check up on Jin. It was the neighborly thing to do, after all, if not a nurse-y one. He rapped on the door, clutching some blankets and assorted teas in case all he needed was warmth after all.]

I'm coming in, Jin!

[So assertive!]

What was your first clue that people were turnin' into stuff?

Well... I'd say it was the frequency of visits from people who all shared the same or similar problems that clued me in. Everyone sprouting tails in one day is not exactly normal, even around here. Not to mention...

[He points to himself.]

You look sorta yellow.

I am pretty yellow. I'm also sneezing electricity all over the place.

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