quatre: she-nanigans

[amant]

[What you see today is a fair maiden wrapped up and looking irritated. Ah, she's new! you must be thinking. After all, new faces appearing on the network looking grumpy are normal in Asgard. It comes with being snatched and told to make things 'colorful'. The room however is a bit familiar-- and the French accent is horribly thick, which is discovered after she has adjusted the camera well enough to not just shoot them ample planes. If you get my drift.]

I do not know where I should be starting...  For once I am what some would call pleasantly speechless.

[She laughs, but it's not quite humored. This feels very wrong, Asgard. Very wrong indeed.]

Well, non. I am not completely speechless, though my thoughts are hardly pleasant. I am not meant to be a woman! I am meant to adore and admire them but be beside them. The entirety of my existence has been in the body of a man, though, as you can clearly see, only my mind seems to be ah. Correct.

Regardez-moi! I ...jiggle. I am France; I am not meant to jiggle!

[France is sincerely second-guessing the idea of sleeping in the nude. It was not a good wake up call. ]

(ooc: I'll be using the journal sanscoq  to thread out for the remainder of the month. Then I'll be nice and make him less ...robust.)

 

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[rules_the_north]

[Stop talking like that that is indecent. And Sweden's face might scrunch up even more than normal while his ears gain in temperature very quickly.

At least France is dressed. Probably. It isn't fully visible, and who knows with this kid... man... woman... uh.]

B'nd them.

[sanscoq]

[France had the decency to wrap up his...her assets in a sheet before switching on the camera which is something considering a few past romps with a recorder in his past. At the appearance of Sweden, France seems to be a little conflicted. He can feel your judging eyes sir!]

That sounds very unpleasant though I suppose--

[Looking down with a frown-- and France has never thought he would look upon breasts and be disappointed or disturbed, but here we are.]

[rules_the_north]

[It might be a good thing that Sweden doesn't tend to be aesthetically attracted to people, male or female, otherwise he might feel more than tons of second-hand-embarrassement at the view.]

'd move less. [Move he can use. "jiggling" just... is too plastic a word.]

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[edle_gestalt]

[He was half-asleep. He almost didn't open his eyes as soon as he heard a message come in. Almost. It would have been better if he had caught those extra five seconds of beauty rest, really, if it had saved him the sight of her breasts. Of course, the definition of 'better' is up for debate. At the very least, it would be far less stressful.

Austria is not one to scream, generally speaking. But he might have, if this were in person. Luckily, it's only on camera. So all you get is an awkward flinching sound, half-shuddered, half-sobbed.]

What the -- What the Hell did they do to you!?

Th-there's no need to describe all of that in graphic detail. [A pause to fume a bit.] You know, if the gods thought you'd be better as a lady then maybe they're trying to send you a hint to mind your manners.

[That wasn't sexist at all. Nope.]

YOU DO WANT. Asshole.

[sanscoq]

They are breasts, Autriche. Surely you are aware of them in graphic detail with your wife! Honestly, it is just like you to accuse a man of deserving his fate no matter the situation.

[Punishment by being turned into a hot lady. This is Hell.]

brain breaking though

[edle_gestalt]

... Knowledge of the human body is different than exploitation, and that goes both for your handling of your ... situation -- and for your mentioning of something that is none of your business. She has absolutely nothing to do with my point.

[He sighs. He's calming down... slightly. More exasperated than anything, now.] Never mind, it's fine... silly of me to assume the mind would change along with the body; you really always have been a trollop at heart...

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[snugglesjugs]

Francis!? [You are hot and he doesn't know what to say at first before settling on something.]

Don't worry you'll turn back soon enough. You'll just have to get use to being like that for a little while. I do have a few questions for you.

[He look at those boobs for a moment thinking they look so soft... FOCUS BITTY you're friend is upset.]You can probably just tie your shirt in a way so they don't jiggle as much for now.

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[sanscoq]

[France looks slightly happier to see Aladdin-- who isn't accusing him of being indecent. There's a slight smile on the man's decidedly ...unmanly face.]

Aladdin, ami... I will? [No, he is relieved, really...] Ah, bien. Very good. I do not have clothing to fit this form unfortunately.

[But think of all the tips you'll get at work!]

What questions do you have? I do not know if I will be able to answer, but I can try non?

It's going to get worse.

[snugglesjugs]

[Even if Aladdin is a bit of a perv he'd never call a girl names just because of their showing their boobs. Breasts are things to be look upon with awe and joy. Not belittle. ]

I would just be temporary until you found something better. Oh I know! Just a sec.
[He runs off for a minute when he comes back. He's done his hair like Fem Francis and in a little dress thing.. He's tied a clean blanket around himself. He had tied the upper area with this turban and put in two apples to represent breasts. Special skill used mimic!] Why not try something like this!

I was going just going to ask if you know the person you've turned into?

[caputlupinum]

I had not imagined France would be quite so attractive.

[Not that he really thinks this is the country. More that this woman (or not, as the case might be) has a slightly unusual name.]

[sanscoq]

[The compliment warrants a flush-- and it happens before France can catch it and he quickly dismisses it as some physiological response because please, he's been complimented before. Hotness.]

I could hardly imagine France to be a tangled shrew in any means.

[Proud nation is proud. Still, there's a quiet sort of grin on this one's face.]

You have caught me at an unfortunate time, monsieur.

[caputlupinum]

I never claimed it would be.

[His amusement fades somewhat as he has to think about what it was France was saying in the original recording. Though everything seems strange to him here, it is still a difficult concept for him.]

So it would seem. You say you aren't meant to be a woman?

[Which is what she (he? he's not really sure what the correct terms are here) has already said, but he needs the confirmation.]

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[samantha_grey]

Listen, Francis [Yes, her brain hadn't yet adjusted to the notion of France being a person. She'd misheard... intentionally.], there's a guy named Loki around here. Actually, strike that. There's Four Lokis around here. God help me. Four fucking horse-loving Lokis. A few more, and we'll have a damned revue going.

They're all tricksters, every last one. And, my memory's getting a little less fuzzy, but they're the sort who think dropping mountains on peoples' heads is funny. So, making you ... jiggle, as you so eloquently put it, is right up their alley. Take it up with them.

You might want to invest in a bra in the meantime, Francesca.

[sanscoq]

[Pretending is okay. France will pretend he severely lacking in areas and didn't just imagine four mysterious men eyeing a horse like it's their prom date.]

Four, you say? Do they all look the same as well or is this just coincidence? I have only seen one of them briefly on the network.

[That last bit gets a huff in reply]

Francesca? Non, France is good enough. [Brat.]

[samantha_grey]

No, they don't, but they're from different worlds so it's a little hard to tell what's what. There's apparently different Asgards.

France, then, and you've got demented parents apparently.

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[satisfiedyet]

Illegal! Foul play!

You are banned from network posting until you get a size decrease!

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[sanscoq]

[What]

Do you do this to everyone of sizable stature or am I just lucky?

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[satisfiedyet]

All those with large chest sizes will receive proper punishment.

[czarist]

[Well, this is not what he'd expected when he'd woken up this morning. So hey, France, have a curious Russia on your feed. Not that that isn't unusual of course, but this situation most certainly is.]

Well, at least it is still a good look for you?

[What does one even say in this kind of situation?!]

[sanscoq]

[This is not what he had expected either waking up this morning. Seeing Russia-- well, France relaxes, but gives him a look at that response]

Is that so? Russie! [pouting, okay- it looks formidable on that feminine face]

[czarist]

[Wow okay, he's pouting right on back! Was his reply really that terrible??? But okay, France's pout is amplified so much with his current feminine face and Russia caves a bit, shoulders inching higher about his ears.]

I hardly meant it in a bad way?

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[rakia]

[ So... not really too sure what to say here. He's heard of strange things happening here, but this is a little off-grid, so to speak.

It's really too bad he started filming this. All you're going to get is mystified staring.... ]

[sanscoq]

[Have some staring back, equally perplexed]

Bulgaria? What are you doing here? [a beat] You look like you have seen a ghost, non?

[rakia]

I have been here for several days now... [ Trailing off.... ]

Not a ghost so much as something unusual.

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[mititei]

[Romania will be peering really close into the screen, surprise clearly written on his face.]

Eh? France? Is that really you?

[He proceeds to laugh wholeheartedly.]

You're prettier than I would've expected you to be as a woman!