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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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"Oh, hell yes!"

"HolybodyswitchBatman!"

"Jesus Tiberius Christ, there really is an awful load of crap in this belt!"

"BUTI'MFASTER.IsthereBatlube?"

Matt rummages and pulls out a tub with a bat-logo on it.

"... No, but I have bat-talcum. These knickers are giving me a terrible rash."

"Atleastyou'reusedtohavingapenis.CouldIhavemyboobsbackplease?"

"Speaking of? Total disappointment in that area. But check these sweater hams! It's like I'm smuggling BREAD ROLLS MADE OUT OF POWER under here!"

"You're lucky. I have twice the power on you, but half the height. And chicks don't dig the 'KISS Reject' look."

"Don't underestimate the seductive qualities of a man who wears his undies on the outside. Why, I don't know, but they chafe like hell. And I think they're tight enough to render Henry VIII infertile."

"Livin' the dream over there, Matt?"

Zita, by which I mean Chief, by which I also mean Zita, laughs.

"I have freakin' wifi in this cowl! I have the voice that sank a thousand scotches! I. KNOW. KUNG. FU!!!"

By which Matt means he's all over this like white on rice.

".. I sort of miss my parents though."

"I would be laughing if the pain weren't so bad."

"Hey. Hey. Gimme a batarang. Gimme!"

"I dunno. He might be pissed if he gets his body back only to find he's all out of sweet gizmos..."

"Hopefully we won't be here, right? C'mon. I'm finally in a body that can USE one, and I've never seen one before."

"This is Batman we're talking about. I don't think the dimensions of reality really bother him all that much."

"But he's a hero, right? I mean, what would he do to us? I'm a poor-but-law-abiding postgrad, and you're . . ."

Anders pauses.

"Well actually I don't really know too much about you. But I'm sure you're not worth that bad a Batman visit!"

"I'm pretty sure all it would take is for him to drink my coffee. Oh God, I shouldn't have said that!"

"Why, what's so bad about your coffee?"

"Have you seen what happens to journalists in movies when they don't get their coffee? We're talking rivers of blood, hellfire and enough typos to make Samuel Johnson's corpes rise from the grave and throw dictionaries at innocent children!"

There is a lot of gesticulation to go with this.

"It's not pretty."

"Ohhhh. So he brings out your inner beast. I get it."

Pause.

"But! Would he DO that?"

"If it means he eventually gets me to stalk the street in scaly green underwear? I wouldn't put it past him."

"But that sounds so devious."

"We are talking about the guy who dresses young boys in brightly coloured leotards and has them fight deranged psychopaths, right?"

"Oh yeah."

Anders thinks for a while.

"Can I see the Bat-pecs?"

Thinks some more.

"Wait, is that objectification? I can't tell. I'm a girl. I don't get called out on objectification."

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