...In Another Castle.

[trustycrowbar]

[Gordon had just managed to come to terms with this place, it seemed, when it throws yet another curveball in the form of this transformation business. Half the people in the school were unidentifiable, and another half of that didn't want to come out of hiding. However, over the week he'd managed a personal headcount of everyone he knew.]

[Well, almost everyone. A certain blonde princess with a penchant for pink and patisserie-grade sweets seemed to be missing... Did she have something to do with this?]

[Video]

Ah... good evening. I hope those of you stricken with this transformation malady have paid a visit to the clinic on campus at least once. Also I hope you're adjusting, or at least not TOO uncomfortable with your new form, while we figure out a way to reverse it.

On that subject, has anyone seen the new cooking teacher? It seems she hasn't been around at all since that bake sale. I've asked around, but people haven't seen her. Also those of you who were running the sale: was she there with you at all during the day?

Comments

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[ihateplumbers]

Mlah-mlah-mlah, we're having sexy makeouts go away.

[audio]

[icequeen_aran]

Some people are still afflicted?

[This doesn't bode well for the giant flaming dinosaur chicken bird of hers running around in the forest.]

I haven't seen Peach around at all either.

[givemeyouranswerdo]

Cooking teacher--

Peach is missing?

[DOES DAISY HAVE TO CHOKE A BITCH...]

[video]

[mohawk_tomahawk]

Gordon. A word. In private.

[Connor is very serious and he's in his robes. Looks like he had an adventure.]