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"Oh, Goddammit."

Roxie has discovered that she is not, in fact, Roxie, but someone else who happens to be currently occupying her spot.

((In this post—players become stuck in the bodies of their characters on the meatship! Oh my!))

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"Courseitis,chicksdigit." He snickers. "Ican'tstopit's hard to do." Bart shakes his head rapidly. "I'mnotachick,Zoe!Ihaveapenis!Stilldigthecape,though.Myfeetarehuuuge."

"Yeah, more to cram in the chest plate? But SPARTANS DO NOT ITCH."

Zita jabs a finger toward the ceiling as though delivering a great point. She's having toonnnnns of fun with this voice.

She considers then. "And if they do they probably like... deal with it. Not a whole lot you can do."

Another pause.

"It occurs to me that ONI had a large oversight in MJOLNIR suit design."

"What the... oh my god, shiny!"

Kuroi will deal with suddenly being nine inches shorter later; there is a SUIT OF ARMOR IN FRONT OF HER.

"Kuroi! Look at me, I'm a frigging SPARTAN!"

Zita's spazzing, don't mind her.

"I like this one a lot better, personally. But Dynasty Warriors has some pretty epic hats. And some really silly ones, too, like Yuan Shao's umbrella helm (http://kongming.net/dw3/i/portraits/yuanshao.jpg) in DW3."

"I kind of hope not for my sake." Exit left for a few minutes.

Return!

"Yep, fire pee." It wasn't the truth but she always loved tormenting her characters.

"If you give me cancer, I'm going to sue."

"No kidding." Rini opens her mouth and closes it a few times. "Okay, there. Claire needs to make her do smiling exercises, or something. Tickle her to death." Rini-Racer is ready!

"Tell me when."

"Never gonna RUN AROUND and DESERT! YOU!"

Kuroi is spazzing, too! "Yeah, you definitely win the awesomeness category. I'm... short. And blonde. It could totally be worse, though." ~~She could be Marcus.~~

"FIRE PEEEEEE!" The exclamation of juvenile amusement seems like the last thing that should be coming from someone as dignified-looking as "Sima Yi," but Zoh's never put much stock in appearances anyway.

"No, no, Matt already won awesomeness. He's Batman. I have to stay over here away from him or we'll form a black hole of high-density awesome and implode the ship."

Yeah, it's definitely Zita in that armor. Somewhere.

Thaaaaat would be an arm cannon really, really close to Kuroi's face. "POINT IT AT THE WALL, COL! NOT AT ME!"

"...I can't figure out how to turn it off."

"Take it to the city! The city! Away from us an the tentacles!"

Zita will be behind an Obs Deck couch.

She's not used to being nigh unkillable.

"Oh. My. God. I always wanted a sidekick!"

"If you punch me, I am so clawing open your guts, Zi--"

"No, wait, that's--NO! I am not clawing anyone open! Stupid raptor instincts."

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" Running around in circles, it's nearing full charge and she's not sure if she'll be able to figure out how to hold the charge.

She manages to run out into the city in just time but there's a HUGE BOOM.

"Yeah, no, never mind, he definitely won. Because he's the goddamn Batman."

"So, if I'm in somebody who can't read English...does that mean I can quit studying tonight? Or does that not carry over?"

Hopeful? Maybe a little.

"Like you could reach my guts." Zita thumps the armor appreciatively.

"So, those raptor instincts. Do they tell you to kill or something?"

Zita pokes her head around the edge of the opening into the city.

"ARE YOU DEAD?!" she yells.

Hesitantly, "I-I don't think so!"

"Can you even get cancer?"

"Awesome!"

Zita jogs over to investig-

"Whoooaaahhh... What exactly did you kill?"

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