Plushie Party Peril - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
9/7/2016
Log
The Toy factory is unusually busy today, clockwork ferals moving stuff in and out, a large pile of trash outside on the curb. Two particularly large clockwork fox guys guard the entrance, and appear to have set up a 'coat check' sort of system right outside the front doors. There are however, multiple (admittedly crude) signs pointing towards the toy factory, with a single word. "Party!"
A "party" at the toy factory? Well, Rorne's definitely curious about this, though also extremely cautious. Either way, she decides to take a look to see what's going on. She is a bit nervous, unsure as to what's going to happen, but does slowly approach, wings softly folded against her back.
Lap wiggled excitedly, skipping cheerfully through the streets. She'd heard some talk about a party, with toys! It sounded so delightful, so perfect to the feral rubber cow toy. She'd be right at home, maybe she'd even get some people to milk her or suckle from her. Squeaking as she bounded down the street she saw a familiar face, throwing her arms around Rorne and squeezing her tight. "Miss Rorne! It Lap! Lap Dog! But Lap is Lap Leaking Moo now! Is Miss Rorne leaking? Lap Moooo can help if Miss Rorne need! Oh! Is Miss Rorne going to the party? Lap Moooo hope so! Parties are fun!"
Razz Arrives and Frowns he was here as a cop, a 'party' at the Toy factory was either genuine or... REALLY bad. "Oh hey Rorne.." he nods to her and eyes the Lapdo-Moo. "soooo I'm unfortunatly not here for... the 'party' I'm most here to see if it's.. not... A trap or somsuch." he sighs "Toys are Tricksy-No offense lap." the husky grumbles, frowning at the Foxes the Signs.. everything.
Kazel is, to those who know her, much smaller than usual today. Nevertheless, the quadrupedal dragon is still the size of a large horse as she lands in front of the toy factory and folds her wings behind her back. She looks around for a bit, stretching out her long neck, before walking over to the entrance.
Lilac hurries in a few minutes after Lap arrives, huffing tiredly. The rather large kemo-bovine finally comes to a stop after catching up to the small latexy bovine, having to pause a moment to regin her breath before speaking. "Huff.. not.. not used to this anymore." She steps up to Lap and smiles, petting the little bovine affectionately before looking around at everyone else. She blinks as she looks up at Kazel, her eyes widening as she takes in the other.. creature's massive form. "Uuh.. wow." She looks at the toy factory entrance, then at Lap. "So.. uh.. I guess we can go to the party like you wanted to Little Lap."
Myung arrives a bit behind the rest, spying the small gathering outside the toy factory. Parties were a thing she was all for, but this one smelled a bit fishy. The gave the mostly-unfamiliar gathering a little wave on the way by, looking between the signage and the group of assorted cows and otherwise. "You all here for the, er, party..? I mean, it's sketch as hell, but I gotta admit that I wanted to show up just out of morbid curiosity if nothing else. I /do/ like parties."
The one of foxes out front approaches the gathering group, pointing to a sign behind where he was standing. "You want to come to party? Leave weapons out here, they'll be safe here." The fox guard points to a large box near the entrance. "Armor too. All goes in box. Once in box, you go inside." The fox is plain spoken, though with a somewhat heavy accent, maybe Russian? Regardless, he doesn't seem too threatening, at least no moreso than any other bouncer.
Luckily, Rorne doesn't have any weapons or armor, just clothing and medical supplies! Outside of, though, an M1911, which she does appropriately store in the large box, though not before making a mental note of the weapon itself. Looking to Lap, she giggles. "Of course you'd be here, you absolutely love parties. I'm just... curious about what's going on, is all." Back to Razz, she nods. "I'm in the same boat, mostly. Want to see what's going on inside." Looking back to the Ox and Myung. "Yeah, though I'm probably not going to be doing much 'partying,' admittedly."
Lap tilts her head as she looks at Razz, but her lips were already pouting in their fixed O shape. "What Mister Razz talk about? All toys are fun! Fun in our own way!" she said, then mooed as Lilac approached. She bounded over to the other cow and wrapped her arms around Lila. "Oh Yay! It'll be fun Mama Lilac! Lap Moooo prom-" Her eyes widen as she looked at the large dragn then pointed. "Big Dargon." Lap looks to the fox and nods her head, a smile breaking her O shaped lips for a moment. "Yep! Party! Fun time!" She looks to the guard then steps away from Lilac, patting down her body before shrugging. "Lap Moooo has no weapons, doesn't know how to use them!" Her ears flutter and she turns, wiggling her rear and lifting her tail. "Unless plug count as weapon! It big enough! Want Lap Moooo to remove?"
Razz Frowns "no Weapons?" he looks at Lap and rolls his eyes before sighing. "....fine..." he DEposits his Bag, Scian AND Claymore into the Box. "they BETTER be there afre all this though." the husksy nods at Rorne. "things I do in the name of the 'law' Eh?" atleast he still had his Claws and teeth if anything went tits up. "I most likly wont be partying much either... And honeslty I suspect theres actually an orgy going on inside."
Kazel smirks to herself at the comments her entrance has earned her, before letting out a friendly "Hoi," to the group that had gathered. She addresses the fox briefly, explaining that she has neither weapons nor armor and the passes inside through the door. She was not so sure about a party hosted by ferals, but party is party and it certainly beats sitting around all day till someone needs her aid. She squints at Razz. "I would hope not, those are just bad taste."
Lilac watches the energetic rubbery moo with all the worry of a mother, smiling softly at her antics. She looks up at the fox and nods. "I suppose we're going in yes. Uh.. no, no weapons on me. Not these days anyway.." She pats Lap's head as she looks around at the others, her eyes stopping on Kazel. "Big dargon indeed!" She giggles and starts to walk, heading into the toy factory but keeping an eye on Lap to make sure the lil' one is following. "Now, we have no real reason to think anything bad is happening here." She remarks to Razz. "Just.. uh.. stay away from the employee-only areas. From personal experience the factory floor itself can be a bit dangerous.."
Myung looks mock-aghast at Rorne's words, removing the guitar case from her back. "Hey, don't say that before you've even seen the shindig. Never know!" The chimeric mix of coyote and kitsune cracks the guitar case to peek inside, furrows her brow, then snaps it closed and surrenders the entire thing, along with a slim blade concealed up a sleeve. "Maybe it's better if I just... leave this here. I don't feel like sorting out the explodey things from the leftover sandwiches and spare clothes. I swear, though, if any of this stuff gets broken or stolen... there will be hell to pay." She glares at the fox on the way by, admittedly probably not as intimidating as she'd have liked. Her frown slants a little looking over the large feral dragon entering before her. "No fair. The dragon gets in but I can't bring my flamethrower."
Aaaaannnnd finally, one last notable figure would be immediately inside! A... winged coyote girl, from the looks of things. She seems to have managed to haul in her plushie past security, though chances are she gave up any other 'weapons' she had on her... those being... well, her lyre... an accordion... oh, and an acid gun, but hey, the plush doll she carries around with her looks like it seems to carry more than just a little personal value, judging by the slight markings of age on the thing. The girl seems to be rambling to herself. About what, though, is a question for another day.
The various ferals hauling things around occasionally stop to ask the girl where something should go, the seeming chaos still managing resemble some semblance of order. As Myung enters, the doors close behind the group, torches and lanterns of various sorts igniting and lighting up the factory foyer. The door to the rest of the factory is closed, with an occasional clockwork fox or pretty pony goes through the entryway, closing it behind them.
There are foodstuffs and a large bowl of punch on a table, and an old gramophone playing... something, maybe jazz? The recording is poor quality, only made worse by nanite degradation over the years.
"Oh! Cute! Look! Plushies! Lap Moooo wants a plushie!" Lap said, bouncing up and down eagerly as she pointed at the coyote. She quickly followed into the toy factory, mooing in her excitement as she skipped along. She moos in awe, skipping up to the table of food, looking over the spread, but opting largely for a a glass of punch, eagerly drinking it down, her rubber mouth making it hard to chew much of anything, though she did pick up a banana and look it over before snorting and putting it back down. "Do we get to play with the toy people? Lap Mooooo dont think they're toys like Lap Moooo but all toys are fun!"
Razz blinks as he enters and shrugs "Ok, so no orgy....yet.." he shoots lap a glance. "terrible music though" the husky cop nods slightly. "well Atleast it's not as bad as I thought it'd be-still not sure though..." he goes over to the table of foodstuffs and sniffs at it-not sure if he really wants to have any of it.
Kazel bends her neck to the side and squints as the door closes behind them. "We are not being locked in, are we?" She eyes the others that attend for a while, before putting her focus on the hostess and the ferals that are hurrying all about the place. The ridge of her brow rises slightly, but the dragon has no further words right now, waiting to see where this goes.
Lilac follows Lap inside, keeping close and keeping an eye on her as she goes about. She chuckles. "The plushies are nice, aren't they?" Could always get her one later, to be honest.. She steps towards the table of refreshments and looks over the whole thing curiously, reaching over to pluck a piece of fruit out of a bowl and giving it a quick nibble. "Mm.. " She looks up at the dragon, then at the door and notes it has been closed behind them. "Uh.. I guess the venue is at capacity already?"
Myung tenses a little as she passes by each feral, but steadily relaxes as the crackle of degraded music nears and the procession comes to the foyer. "Well... this seems innocent enough so far. Y'know, aside from the fact that the music sucks and I left my guitar at the door. The last hope for the party is gone." she laments insincerely, beelining for the punch bowl. The lone winged coyote gave her a moment's pause before she gets herself a cup... another non-feral? She looks back over her shoulder at Kazel and snickers at Lilac's observation. "Methinks the scaled one probably capped them out in short order." The closing of the doors does leave a slight uncertain frown on her face, but...
With a giggle, Rorne looks about, watching the ferals move around, actually maintaining some level of order! It's quite fascinating, and her eyes make their way to the one they occasionally go to. Curious, she definitely is, of this person! Either way, though, she looks to the others around, chuckling and shrugging. "I'm not one for parties, honestly. Never really have been." She looks to Lap, nodding. "All toys are fun, yes! You just need to figure out how they wull be." To Razz, she chuckles, "It is terrible, and no orgy at present. Not sure how long that'll be, though." She gives a glance to the dragon, giving a little nod to her, and then lastly the vulpine! "You never know, I'd think. From what I've heard, you should easily be able to find something to do, especially if there are poeple you know."
The winged coyote girl would almost instantly spin around the moment her ears picked up on the sounds of the new entrants, and she does! With a bit of a giggle and a warm smile, too, as she strides on up to the newcomers! "Hi, hi! Welcome! I'm, uh..." she pauses for a bit. "I'm Riva, yeah! I'm so-so glad you could come~" Seems the girl's in one of her more 'normal' moods at the moment, as she hugs her plushie to her chest. "Mister Magic and I were getting lonely," Riva remarks idly, before her wings twitch. "E-Er, and... oh, right! Names, names! You haven't given me your names! That's very rude of you, yes, yes, quite rude! Riva's insulted! Apologise by giving your names! Harrumph." The girl finishes her mini-rant with a puffed-up chest and a pout, though... it quickly melts away into her usual happy smile after a few fleeting moments.
The record comes to an end, and flipped over by a latex fox, this side contains more seemingly looping jazz. This side fortunately seems to be better quality, surprisingly much less scratchy. One last table is setup by the ferals moving things around before they all vanish into the back, all save one of the bouncer foxes from out front, not the russian one though. The fox points towards the punch table, speaking with much better english. "Welcome, eat, drink, be merry! It's a party, what do you expect to be doing?"
Rorne blinks a couple times when the record flips and becomes a bit higher quality. Huh, that's just as fascinating. Though the fox that is able to speak quite clearly is also just as curious! "I expect to understand, at least a little, how things are done," she cheerfully responds, "though I'm never against relaxing a bit at least." She steps over to the punch bowl, looking to Riva. "Hello! I'm Rorne, for those whom I've yet to meet. Though, uh..." She pauses, looking at the punch. "I'll have to figure this out... oh, the downsides of a lovely beak..."
Lap hiccups as the punch starts to go to her head. She looks at the empty cup and refills it. "Ooh, punch makes Lap Moooo head swimmy. Fun!" She takes another drink then snuggles at Lilac, smiling wide as she nods. "Plushies are fun! Cuddly! Like Mama Lilac when she's all fuzzy!" she said, snuggling at the larger cow. Her ears flicker and she looks the coyote, quickly waddling up to her. "Lap Mooooo is Lap Leaking Mooo! Lap Moooo toy too, just toy found at the other toy factory! Nice to meet Miss Riva and Mister Magic! Lap Moooo wants to know, where can Lap Moooo get a plushie? Maybe one that squeaks or moooos? Do they make those? Lap Mooooo don't know, Lap Mooooo hopes so!" Lap's ears flicker and she looks excitedly to Razz. "Orgy? Oh! This that kind of party? Lap Moooo happy Lap Moooo came then!"
Razz nods "Razz." is all he says to Riva, Still eyeing the food and the Punch Carefully. "for now, I'm fine-thanks." the husky says, frowning at Lap. "Could you...please refrain from Trying to start an orgy...Please." the dog sighs and rubs his head, staying close to Rorne From now. "Boy.. oh.. boy.." he mumbles.
Kazel squints at the rubber cow. "I am with the canine on this one. Though, when I heard about a party in a toy factory, I admittedly pictured tea and bisquits. Just as well though." She turns towards Riva and smiles politely, even raising her right frontpaw in case the girl wants to shake it. "Kazel, a pleasure."
Lilac chuckles and walks over to Lap, patting her head. "No, sweetie, it's not that kind of party." She looks at the others apologetically, before patting the little rubber cow's head again and stepping off. "Still, we're here to ahve fun right? Why's everyone so glum?" She turns to the others before introducing herself. "I'm Lilac, by the way. Very nice to meet all of you!"
Myung raises a brow at the slightly unhinged mannerisms of the winged coyote. "Oooookay... ahem. Well, uh, I'm Myung. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Riva. Aaaaaand... Mister Magic." she addresses the plush, foregoing the handshake and looking to the rest of the guests who'd introduced themselves. "And everyone else, really!" Her attention drifts to the bulky clockwork fox when he speaks up, and then to the punch bowl. "I dunno, because I sure can't dance to this and the ambiance blows." she snarks back under her breath, pouring herself some punch and speaking up again. "No orgy please, half the guests are made of pointy, jagged metal." She winces and crosses her legs, leaning against the table and engaging in a bit of people-watching.
Riva simply giggles heartily as she listens in to all the greetings. She does accept the handshake offered, offering quite the firm grip for the girl. "That's nice! Vurry nice, yeah! Well, um... I dunno where to get more Mister Magics... This one was given to Riva, see?" she rhetorically asks, before the girl pauses, losing herself in thought for a moment. "O-Oh, right. One other thing... Y'see, Riva has been waiting for a looooooong time and she kinda forgot to sleep, ssssooooo if you don't mind, she'll do that right now! Hope youse don't mi--" Flop. ...Yeah. Riva just... fell over, sound asleep. She's also clutching her plush doll for dear life even in sleep, so no touchy-stealy. >:/
The fox bouncer scoops up Riva, carrying her to the back room. He returns a few minutes later, with a few straws. "All of you should eat, drink, have some fun! We've spent so much time preparing this for all of you." The fox gestures to the room's setup. The fox grabs a plate and brings drinks to the various people. Kazel and Rorne are offered straws, the others given a glass filled to the brim with punch. At the very least, the smell of the drink is attractive. Hell, the scent alone feels relaxing.
Rorne giggles softly at Lap's already prevelant relaxation, shaking her head. "I see Lap's enjoying herself, but that's to be expected." She glances back to Razz, offering a wing to him. "Don't you worry, Razz, you are, at the very least, in good company! Though I promise to stay as in control as possible." Lilac also gets a little nod, affirming, "A little fun couldn't hurt." Myung, as well, gets a wave, giggling. "If you haven't been like that before, you wouldn't know that they could always use some affection, too." Kazel gets a quick look too, with a soft nod. "Tea and biscuits would be lovely, really. Though this is not that sort of party." Accepting the straw and punch, she takes a quick sniff, sighing softly. "Mmm... smells nice," she mutters, putting the straw in and taking a quick sip.
"No orgy? Aw, Lap Moooo was looking forward to giving metal mutants cow love. Metal mutants need love too!" Lap says with a huff before finishing off her punch, then moos and leans against Lilac. "Ooooh, head swimmy, Lap Moooo wonder what wrong with Lap Moooo." She clutches to Lilac's frame for support, burying her rubbery muzzle into the larger cow's cleavage. She lows out a soft groan, squeezing close, then hiccups. "Lap Moooo hug Mama Lilac for a few minutes... feel like gonna fall."
Razz Eyes teh Drink he was given and Frowns "i'm /really/ not that thristy-besides i'm not an... alchol kinda guy, I've always prefered I remeember what I do, and Most of all. " he thumbs his badge. "I'm technically on-deuty, so Fraid not." he gives Rorne and nod and sighs again, watching Riva witha raised brow. "well.. She's a strange one." he mumbles.
Kazel blinks as the vulpine girl just falls over and goes to sleep. "Well then." As the fox server returns a couple minutes after that, she politely shakes her head. "I would better not. Once the dragon starts eating and drinking, suddenly there is nothing left for the regular sized people." She gives the fox a friendly smile though.
Lilac giggles at Lap. "Metal mutants cow love.." She smiles down at the little moo adoringly, but pouts worriedly as she starts to wobble. "Ooh, sweetie, looks like you've had a bit too much.." She pats the little thing's back as she nuzzles into her cleavage, clearly used to this by now. "It's okay, just a little punch."She smiles gratefully as she's handed a glass of the drink, then takes a drink, two quick gulps before she looks back down at Lap. "See, it's nothing bad, it's just a bit strong maybe.. " She smacks her lips, trying to get a feel for the punch's taste. "Mmm.. it's not bad, actually!" She looks over at Razz, raising an eyebrow. "You're on duty, but in a party? Are you staking out the place or what's going on?" She looks down at Lap, mooing softly as she continues to pet the smaller one's head.
Myung wrinkles her nose and takes a cursory whiff of the offered drink, cocking her head to the side. Certainly didn't smell like feral shenanigans, and the relaxed atmosphere put her a bit more at ease. "Yeah, and they can get it from someone with either less sensation in or more durable bits. Have you seen Tetsuo?" She takes a sip, then pauses and interrupts her drink with a shake of the head before tilting the glass back. "... don't answer that." She stifles a little laugh and addresses Razz with a shrug. "I mean, it's not like you're gonna get a lot of chances to drink, c'mon. Lighten up a little!"
"We have more in the back." The fox sets the glass in front of the dragon, straw in place. He pushes the glass into Razz's hand before whispering in the canine's ear. "You will drink, or you will be thrown out. Simple as that. Now drink." The fox's tone is firm, though with a hint of an underlying growl. The grip is strong, much moreso than any normal ferals one sees around the city. He glances at the other guests who've already partaken. "They're having fun, so should you."
Rorne continues to sip lightly at the punch, being careful, though also being relaxed. She doesn't get to relax all that often, she's usually so busy. So this is nice. Though she does get just a little nervous when she sees Lap get all wonky so quickly, but she is quite sure it's just Lap being, well, Lap. So light and similar. Without good ears, she can't hear what the fox says to Razz, but, either way, she does notice her just about force it into his hand. Looking up at Kazel, she giggles. "Well, since they have some in the back, why don't you just relax a bit? It seems safe enough." She also chuckles at Myung's statements, shaking her head. "Go on, Razz, it'll be fine, I promise."
Lap's tail swishes from side to side as she hugs close to Lilac, mooing warmly into the BroodOx's fluffy bosom. She giggles and nuzzles up against the hand petting her head, kissing at Lilac's neck with her perpetually pouting lips. "Lap Moooo feel nice. Head spinny but... hmm, goood." She sways away from Lilac, holding onto the other Cow's hands until she stumbles into Razz. She moos out an apology and hugs the husky. "Mister Razz! Drinky! It good! Lap Moooo can help!" Hir skin changes, body becoming lighter as she becomes hollow. She hugs Razz tighter, her latex form oozing around his body as she squeezes, trying to draw him into her.
Lap becomes a second skin for Razz, a suit covering his body in glossy latex that looks otherwise natural. She smiles with his muzzle and takes the cup, drinking it back, punch sliding down his throat.
Razz Frowns at the Fox "Then I guess I'll leave." the husky frowns and Turns to leave-or.. trys to because suddenly Lap! The bane of EVERYTHING in his life! The husky Frowns "L-lap What are you-" he frowns as suddenly His body dosnt move how he wnats to, and he downs the drink, Apparently he wouldnt be leaving. Oh boy... here we go.
Kazel squints at the fox and then at what happens to Razz. "Now that is not very nice to do. Spit him out, please. Yes?" She frowns at the drink before her and concentrates for a moment, ordering the nanites in the air and the drink to change it to a cocktail in the same color, just to be sure. That done, the draconic woman pops the straw into her muzzle and sucks.
Lilac is all giggles and smiles as Lap sways away from her, but gasps as she crashes into Razz and seemingly melts onto him. "Lap!" She cries out in alarm and rushes over to take hold of her little charge - and Razz, by extension. "Lap, sweetie, you shouldn't do this to people!"
Myung's ears twitch at the tinge of growl in the clockwork fox's throat, though she couldn't make out the words. She raises her glass to Razz and gives an encouraging smile, though the guard's tone made her a bit uneasy, but any particular worry went away with a raucous laugh when the rubbery bovine pounced on the husky. "I think I speak for everyone here when I say we're sworn to secrecy, we won't tell anyone that the fun police loosened up and relaxed for an hour or two." She mimes out crossing her heart with a claw and winks.
There's no visible change in the drink, though the scent from it actually gets stronger. The fox looks concerned, and pulls Lap off with surprising ease. Lap is returned to her previous form, apparently no worse for wear. The fox waggles a finger at Lap, mumbling something about consent and dangers and other incomprehensible things. Though, he does sneak a wink to the rubbery bovine when nobody else is looking. The record comes to an end again, and the fox moves to reset the needle.
Rorne blinks at Razz and Lap, tilting her head as Lap encases Razz, forcing the canine to down the drink! She can't help but giggle, blushing ever so lightly beneath her feathers as she sips just a bit more at the punch. "At least, she shouldn't do it to people who aren't fully willing," Rorne states to Lilac, watching Kazel attempt to work at the drink. Either way, she sips just a bit more. "Mhm, I won't tell anyone, either, Razz."
Lap pouts and looks back at Lilac. "Aw, but Mama Lilac! Mister Razz loves latex! Lap Moooo know he does!" she pleads with Razz's muzzle. She giggles and starts to pull Razz to the punch bowl for another, but she's suddenly yanked off Razz. She moos then looks herself over and pouts at the fox as he chastises her, head tilting at the wink. She shrugs and skips back up to Razz, arms wrapping around his body... only it wasn't Razz, but Rorne. She doesn't seem to notice it, mooing warmly as she squeezes the phoenix. "Hmm, Mister Razz feels all fluffy and warm now! Like super warm! Hmm, when did Mister Razz grow feathers?"
Razz Blinks as as quickly as he was encased he was Free. The Husky frowns and shakes his head Stumbling to Rorne and leaning on her. "..Bloody.. damn lap.." he shoots the Fox a Glare anyway, mostly for what he said. "damn everything." he mumbles, Rubbing his head and sighing.
Kazel finishes her drink and rolls her eyes. This does not taste like a cosmopolitan. Oh well, at least her size is keeping her from getting drunk. The quadruped finally settles down onto her belly and, after rolling her shoulders and stretching her wings, addresses the fox who had been growling. "Now, are there any events planned for the occasion or just music and drinks?"
Lilac lets out an audible 'phew' of relief as Lap is detached by the fox.. somehow. She peers over with curiosity, suddenly curious about the fox's nature. "Mmm.." She looks back at Lap, and giggles. "Lap, that's not.. oh dear, you really are drunk out of your mind aren't you?"
Myung looks off to the side and shrugs dispassionately at the squeaky suffering of strangers. "Well, *I* thought it was funny..." she mutters, knocking back another sip of the strong-smelling punch. She gives the guard a quizzical look now that he was over here, tails swishing to and fro curiously. "And while we're at it, who's hosting this shindig anyway? I mean... not that I don't appreciate the trouble you went through, but y'all usually aren't so welcoming when I roll through here."
"That would be Mistress Riva. Though she's retired for the evening. I am the master of ceremonies in her stead." The fox gestures towards the door to the factory floor. "And said ceremonies are about to begin." The fox grins, pulling a small object out from under the gramophone. "She said Mr Magic was getting lonely, so she recruited us to gather him some companions."
Suddenly, the object bursts in a bright light, leaving people changed. And significantly smaller.
Rorne giggles as Lap starts to hug and squeeze her, and she wraps a wing around the little inflatable cow. "That's because this is Rorne, not Razz, hun," she states, giggling some more, shaking her head. She sips a bit more of the punch, looking back at Razz just in time for him to lean on her, and she wraps her free arm around him gently. "Hey, it's okay, Razz," she mutters, nuzzling his neck affectionately, even tenderly licking at his cheek. "Just relax, you'll be fine, I promise." She looks back at Lilac, giving a light shrug and nod, though also looks to Myung, nodding. "It was, as long as both parties are fine." However, when the fox starts to talk, and the light shines, she can't help but feel... fluffy, soft, and snuggly, squeezing Razz and Lap in a little closer with a happy giggle, her now softer beak turned upward into a smile.
Razz sighs at Rorne. "I dont feel fin-" he Getscut off as suddenly he-and everyone else, is a plushie! "W-what?" the Now cop plushky asks, Blinking. "I...Whatnow?" he Frowns, Everything was so big...and..." he just hugs Rorne tighter,REALLY worried now.
Lap giggles at Lilac. "What's Drunk?" she slurrs, then nuzzles at Rorne. Her ears flicker and she tilts her head to the side. "Oh! Miss Rorne! No wonder! Miss feel good! Very comfy! Nice to hug and squeeze!" she said, leaning against teh hpeoxnie. She hiccups and sways, then pulls hand to her head, rubbing at it. "Oh, head feels weird," she said as her body starts to shrink, frame filling with stuffing. She falls back, squeaing softly as she lays on her back, arms and legs splayed out. "Room get bigger. When that happen?" she asks in her confusion, wiggling on the ground.
Kazel frowns at the explaination she recieves from the fox and is about to open her mouth as her perspective changes massively and she shrinks down to a tiny spec of her previous, not to mention her regular size. It does not help the her shiny smooth scales are being replaced with fake, synthetic fur and her body filled with stuffing. The now tiny dragon yells at the fox. "What the hell man, change us back!" She pounces towards the fox and lets out a high pitched roar, swiping at his ankle with her, now, cloth claws, not realizing that she is doing no damage at all.
Lilac covers her eyes at the bright light, and starts to list backwards, flailing her arms in a windmill as she falls down and hits the ground. By the time she comes to contact with the floor she's fully pushified, and bounces off the floor like a basketball as she shrinks. She bounces once more before she ends up face-down on the floor. She pokes her head up to look around and lets out an inquisitive 'Moo?' before plopping her head back down.
Myung blinks and sets the drink down at her side. "Wait, the crazy coyote girl? She's the host here? The hell-" The lurch of the world and the flash of light cut her off, losing her footing when her legs get soft and her head starts feeling a bit light and... fluffy, flopping to the ground facedown in a heap. She rolls over to look up at the... towering furniture, letting out a gasp of shock. "Oh god giant killer robot!" the diminutive plush 'sune squeaks in abject terror, limbs flopping and flailing wildly as she tries to scramble back to her feet - no small feat when her skeleton has up and vanished on her without warning.
The fox picks up Kazel, "You know, that's pretty useless, right?" He walks over, scooping up the others before pulling a canvas sack from under the table. "Now, you all should just behave and be good little toys, alright?" With that, each person is dropped unceremoniously into the bag. The music stops, and it feels like the group is moving. "And don't try calling for help, your little comm things are being jammed."
The moment Razz starts to squeeze Rorne, she returns the favor, holding Razz close, nuzzling, rubbing, even lightly licking, at his neck. "It'll be okay, I promise," she mutters, kissing his neck affectionately, even if she's a little giggly and happy, pressing her hips against his teasingly. "I'll be here, no matter what, Razz. Mmmhhh... you're so soft, too. Just... kinda hard to think right now..." She looks back at the others just in time for her to watch Kazel get picked up, and, when the fox comes for her and Razz, she just holds him even tighter. Like hell she'd let him go: She promised everything would be fine, so she'll stay with him as best as possible.
Lap squeaks like a dog's chew toy as she's picked up, mooing as she's dropped into the bag. She wiggles but her lips form into a smile as she nods and cuddles the other plushies. She doesn't seem too distressed by the situation, if anything, she seems to be quite enjoying herself. She doesn't quite call for help, but does moo cheerfully within the canvas sack, finding Lilac when she can to hug the other plushie cow tight with her rounded stuffed arms.
Razz hugs Rorne tight too. it'd be fine they said. Just a party they said-And now they were in a bag! Typical. "I.. dont like this.." he says, frowning and squeezing Rorne. "I.. dont like it at all.." he Frowns, trying to ignore the headache, and Just... accept that yes this was a VERY confusing situation. "what... What's gonna happen next?" he asks, not really expecting a reply.
Kazel lets out multiple roars as she is picked up, flapping her little cloth wings in an effort to take off and free herself from the grasp of the fox, flailing her little pawsies around. A completely atypical behavior for the usually calm and quiet dragon. Then again, this is hardly an usual situation. Once the struggling plush dragon is stuffed into the bag, she starts to bite and claw at the fabric of her prison, but, obviously, to no avail. She is quickly interrupted anyway as the others are pilled onto her, getting a little "Oopf," from her.
