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Game 2 Outline |
You begin to put the whistle back in its box, but curiosity gets the best of you. Surely, one more toot will do no more than put hair on your chest. Besides, even if you did become a werewolf, no one in the hotel would be able to lay a finger on you. Satisfied, you place the whistle between your lips and blow as though trying to collapse a brick house.
Immediately, feeling like pins and needles, brown hairs poke through your skin everywhere on your body. Your vision blurs for a moment, and you feel your bones reconfiguring themselves to accommodate your altered, more powerful form. Your clothes tear deliciously with every bulge of your broadening muscles, and your gums throb as your teeth grow larger and considerably jagged. Pressing down on your forepaws, you rise, but a minor explosion throws you off balance. When the smoke clears, you realise that you are back at Spells "R" Us, the old man grinning down at you.
Written by Joey Liverwurst (edited by phaedrus)