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Harri-chan wrote:"Is this supposed to happen?", asked Elliot, the sound of panic in his form as the liquid metal spread over him and then solidified into the container-like shell. He squirmed slightly inside it as he felt the tubes break through and push into the jump suit. "You've tested this before... right?!".
Harri-chan wrote:Elliot swallowed a deep breath, struggling to watch the tubes as the pink and red liquid began flowing through them. "How do you know it's safe? Oh god... I'm going to die in here, aren't I?", he moaned. He felt the tingle of magic as the liquids reached his body, and he squeezed his eyes shut.
Harri-chan wrote:"What is this stuff? That's not... colour energy, right? Because I know pink and red coloured energy doesn't make a super hero!", he called as he lay there with his eyes closed, the tingling growing stronger and stronger as the energy spread out through his body.
Harri-chan wrote:"No it's not! My friend is filled with red energy, and you can't get further from a super hero than she is!", he yelled, his eyes opening wide to look down again, before he groaned as he heard his voice was higher. He could feel himself getting smaller inside the hard metal casing, giving him more room to wriggle, when pink hair fell across his face, "Let me out!".
Harri-chan wrote:"What's PINK energy? Because it doesn't sound much better than red!", he groaned, his heart racing inside his chest. "How much are you using?! You're going to... overdose me or something!", he cried, feeling his whole body going numb from the amount of energy that was being pumped into him by the cat woman.
Harri-chan wrote:"You never mentioned colour energies! And you definitely didn't mention pink hair, Shorty! What kind of credibility will a pink-haired super hero have?", he whined in his higher voice as he felt another tickle around his body, unable to see because of the liquid metal all around him. "Hey... what's it doing now? Something is happening!".
Harri-chan wrote:Elliot started to panic when he saw his younger reflection in the surface of the container, but that was nothing to the horror he felt when he saw he was wearing a dress loaded with frills and bows. "You tricked me!", he cried, feeling all the frilly underskirts rustle about as he squirmed inside the container, "This isn't what we agreed!".
He struggled, pushing against the container with both his hands and the little red shoes on his feet too, trying his hardest to escape from it. "Let me out, right now!", he demanded, his cheeks going a bright red to match the bows in his pink hair.
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