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CHERYLE WAS HAVING MEME WITHDRAWALS SHUSH.

The Mystery Tea Meme!

How about a nice cup of tea~?

Rules:
• Post with your character(s)!
• Reply to other characters. Have your character share tea with the character they're tagging. Choose (or randomize 1 through 23) from green, jasmine, Earl Grey, Lady Grey, strawberry, mint, lemon, cherry, Chai, Oolong, chocolate, vanilla, caramel, berry, rose, English breakfast, chamomile, daffodil, thyme, Darjeeling, black, decaf, or white tea.
• They drink it.
• Both characters discover the ~~horrifying~~ effect of the tea below the cut.

1. Green tea: Makes the drinker wiser. Bear in mind that wise doesn't necessarily mean smart.

2. Jasmine tea: Turns boys girly, turns girl girlier.

3. Earl Grey tea: Drinkers of this tea can't tell anything but the truth.

4. Lady Grey tea: Drinkers of this tea can't tell anything but the lies.

5. Strawberry tea: Causes uncontrollable hiccups.

6. Mint tea: Completely flip your personality. Good is bad, bad is good, etc.

7. Lemon tea: As opposed to flipping personalities, suddenly gain someone else's personality!

8. Cherry tea: Ever saw a blushing virgin right before being deflowered? The people that drink this tea will show you how it's done.

9. Chai tea: The uncontrollable need dance, wherever you go!

10. Oolong tea: The uncontrollable need to express everything in the form of a song! It might be a song you already know, or you might find you've got a hidden talent for lyrics!

11. Chocolate tea: WARNING! Keep away from underaged children. Aftereffects may include: horniness, uncontrollable lust, more horniness, the need to take off clothes, a hoarse sexy voice, sweaty skin. (for the underage, causes uncomfortable heat, and cheesy pickup lines)

12. Vanilla tea: Causes childish innocence, kindness, love of everything alive.

13. Caramel tea: Have a little respect for your four-legged friends. Turns the drinker into an animal of the mun's choosing.

14. Berry tea: Ever wondered what it was like to be the opposite gender? You didn't? Too bad! Turns boys to girls and vice versa, complete with all the appropriate parts.

15. Rose tea: For the love of all that is good and shoujo, will the drinkers of this tea stop sparkling so melodramatically?

16. English breakfast tea: Not only will the drinker be more arrogant, snobbish and better than you, but they will also voice it. Loudly. Narcissism is encouraged. So is slapping them back to their senses.

17. Chamomile tea: This tea will calm you down to the point of apathy and sloth. Don't bother leaving bed, it's not even worth it.

18. Daffodil tea: SUCH A CALM TEA AT FIRST SIGHT BUT WHAT ABOUT WHEN IT MAKES YOU TALK IN CAPSLOCK?

19. Thyme tea: Suddenly your clothes don't seem to fit so well... adult drinkers of this tea will be deaged to childhood. Child drinkers will be aged to adulthood.

20. Darjeeling tea: Causes the drinker to suffer severe delusions. They might just start to think they're the Queen of England, or a tree, or any number of things. I suggest you take videos for posterity and blackmail.

21. Black tea: Causes blindness.

22. Decaf tea: .. Sleep, who needs sleep?

23. White tea: Grants X-ray vision.

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"Are you sure she wouldn't mind?" Billy hurried after Nokosi, eventually getting frustrated enough to cross his arms over his chest to hold it down.

"Positive." He wiggled, trying to struggle out of his ill-fitting top as they approached her bedroom. As soon as they were there he peeled himself out of the pants, too and tossed them both in the hamper.

Nokosi walked over to her closet in all his nakedness and slid the door open. "She would never turn down a friend in need. Even in an odd situation like this." Clearly he had no shame. He always regarded the feeling with curious interest when he saw others effected by it, but had no real use for the feeling himself.

"If I have to, I'll explain it to her later." He sincerely hoped he wouldn't have to.

Billy was very thankful that he was looking at Nokosi from behind. He couldn't exactly close his eyes without falling, but at least he only had to see the back of the topless female Nokosi.

Once they reached the room and his companion stripped completely, Billy turned away, but not before catching an eyeful. Wow. Thank goodness that's not Nokosi's real form, or Ronnie would have some serious competition.

He was sure that his new body wasn't nearly as attractive, but he didn't mind. He'd just wait for Nokosi to move and then approach the closet.

Nokosi pulled out the first things he saw. A tank top and some shorts; he was never particularly picky about clothing after all. A minute later clothing covered his form though, to his eternal displeasure, still without undergarments.

From hearsay the elf was wise enough to know that rummaging through her or any woman's undergarments and wearing them to boot was a very, very bad idea, regardless of situation. The last thing he needed was a broken nose and a concussion.

"That sounds like it would be extremely..." he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, trying to think of the word he needed. "Ah...'awkward' for someone like you to explain to her."

"It would be extremely awkward," Billy emphasized, stepping up to the closet. He managed to find a similar outfit, though it would be somewhat loose on him---he wasn't as curvaceous as the others. "But I'd owe her the honesty."

Regardless, he started by pulling his shirt off and tearing it into a strip. It was replaceable, and he really needed to bind himself if he was going to be doing any serious exercise.

Doing so in front of Nokosi wasn't exactly ideal, but he was reluctant to wander off on his own.

He respectfully turned his head, already knowing that just because he didn't mind didn't mean others shared his same views. He picked up one of Ronnae's many engineering books up from the bed. It had the Goblin and Gnome on it; his favorite.

"Well," Nokosi started, opening the book. "As terribly cute and adorable as it is to watch either of you blushing, embarrassed and fumbling over your words," his tone of voice held a smile within.

"If we need to tell her, it would probably be easier for me. It wouldn't bother me in the slightest. I'm always honest," he added. He'd never had a reason to lie, even for the tiniest of white lies. He was sure it was probably the best and worst thing about him.

Billy appreciated the privacy immensely, really he did. He stepped out of his remaining clothes and looked for a long moment in the mirror. Somehow it felt more real this way.

He pulled the shorts over his hastily-tied underwear, sitting down on the bed to fumble with the bindings. It was a shame he hadn't thought to buy a bra in the event that his body switched sexes someday.

"Her knowing would still bother me," he blushed, "but I guess that would be the best choice. Thank you."

"If it bothers you I won't mention anything unless she asks," he murmured under his breath, seemingly reading the book in hand.

"I'm honest but I'm not going to just blurt out everything I know because I know it. Besides," he reasoned, flipping a page. "I've run around with her as her. It's not exactly the same but she didn't mind then, either."

It was an attempt to calm Billy's nerves; one that may or may not have worked.

Billy appreciated that too, murmuring a 'Thanks' as he finally managed to tie some form of binding around himself and pull a shirt on.

"I see...wait, you took on Ronnie's form? What was that like?"

Curiosity strikes again, sending him into places he shouldn't be.

"It was odd trying to balance myself in trees, being so top-heavy." He closed the book slightly but didn't look up, in the case that Blilly was still changing. "And drowning in clothing. Completely inefficient for someone with my skill set, though the clothes rustled amazingly."

"Since I wasn't actually her I still had my pathetic strength in comparison, even if I retained most of my agility. And I so wanted to punch a hole through a wall, too," the elf lamented.

"But we looked just alike; most of the non-magical members of the family couldn't tell us apart unless they asked me something only she would know. It's easy enough to mimic anyone's mannerisms when you watch them long enough."

Billy ducked his head a little, imagining Ronnie like that. "That's really remarkable. I'm sure you were excellent at it, given how much attention you pay to her."

He noticed Nokosi averting his eyes and shook his head. "You can look, I'm decent."

"I'd like to think so. People watching is a hobby, after all." Nokosi raised his head and smiled earnestly at the 'woman' near him.

"It was very fun in the least; acting in a way that is completely opposite of how I normally am. I can see the appeal from that perspective."

Nokosi folded his now-dainty hands over each other on top of the book, "Though with my outlook on life, I think if I were stuck as a woman, I would be considered a nosy, cold-hearted, ditz." He laughed but it came out as light and musical compared to the usual deep sound.

Billy shrugged, stretching his slender arms over his head. "I can see the appeal. If we could safely reverse the effect whenever we wanted to, I might even consider experimenting."

Did Nokosi really see it that way? "There are plenty of people who match that description," Billy pointed out, listening to the odd-sounding laugh (though his own was just as odd now). "If anything, I'd likely be considered the impossible-to-talk-to and homely nerd."

"There are! Very hard to talk to, though. I have fun being me- there's just something to say about a woman who never seems like they care either way. From what I've observed, it's taken very differently when based on gender."

"No one cares if a man comes off as impassive. But suddenly you're a 'cold-hearted, thoughtless, bitch', when you're a woman." He shrugged. It was safe to assume he probably overheard that in Stormwind, too.

"It's odd, but I suppose it also has to do with cultural differences. No one would bat an eye if a Night Elven woman was like that on Teldrassil. Very different for Humans, Gnomes and Worgen."

"But," he folded his legs underneath him on the bed and cradled his hands between them. "I don't think you give yourself enough credit. I think you would be less impossible to talk to and more 'charmingly awkward', like you usually are. Leagues away from being homely, though I have no idea what a 'nerd' is."

Billy frowned, having noticed the discrepancy himself. "The expectations we place on each other are the same on Earth, unfortunately. It may change in the future, but we're remarkably resistant to adjusting our attitudes."

He pulled his knees up to his chest, deep in thought. "Am I really...you're much more attractive than I am. As a woman, I mean," he stammered out. "You have all the desirable curves."

But maybe that wasn't everything. "A nerd is someone who is socially excluded for a number of reasons. We tend to be excessively interested in the sciences, especially machinery. Because of that, we aren't the best at interacting with other people. That social awkwardness creates a rift between a nerd and the rest of the community, especially if they speak using complex words."

Like he did for many, many years. And still does.

"Oh? Maybe I should stay a woman, then," he joked. "Night Elves were blessed with grace, power and beauty a very long time ago when we first discovered the Well of Eternity. Our goddess Elune, too, blessed us with many things. Our women are known around the world for their fierceness and physical beauty, and our men for their strength and feral, yet handsome appearance. Blood Elves are much of the same," he explained.

"Though..." he looked away, scratching his cheek in...what almost could pass as embarrassment. "Obviously I don't really fit all of that bill, being as sickly as I used to be." Nokosi raised his hand up over his head to illustrate, "I barely reach past six feet. The average height for Night Elf males is 7 feet, plus."

"I find your explanation odd, though. Why anyone exclude one for being particularly smart is beyond me. You would think they would revere them."

"And I still would not consider you unattractive," he added. "Perhaps beauty to your people is just very different from mine."

Billy raised an eyebrow. "I see. It's definitely a persuasive argument if the difficulties of adjustment are worth bearing."

He shrugged, still feeling that Nokosi had a lot going for him. "I don't think anyone here would consider you sickly. You're still powerful-looking, and in the tall range of humans."

Folding his arms, he leaned against the wall and sighed. Ah, the life of a nerd. It was always a pleasant thing to remember. "We value physical strength and social ability far more than intelligence. It's simply the way our culture has developed."

And he would just blush and ignore the last comment. It wasn't his true body anyway, so it didn't really matter.

He furrowed his eyebrows and laughed. "It was...actually a joke, Billy. But I suppose you also have a point."

Perhaps he'd chosen the wrong term to describe what he'd meant. Really, there was nothing wrong with being so short; he actually preferred it.

"I suppose I do look that way to those who have never seen any example of my people. But I wasn't speaking in a manner of appearance. I am sickly, physically. I use alchemy and my skill-set as a Hunter to get around most of my limitations." Nokosi laughed lightly, "I'm sure you did not look, but it is what the tattoos scattered across my body are for."

Billy pulled back at his hair, wishing he had another strip to tie that too.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I should have known. I might have seen one tattoo, but..."

Wait. He paused. There was an answer here, considering what he'd seen on Ronnie's thigh on a night when they got frisky.

"How do your tattoos work?"

Guh. Apologies. Why did people always apologize for something they had no control about? Logically it was silly.

"You shouldn't have to apologize. There's no way you would have known unless Ronnae told you."

Nokosi pulled up his shirt to right beneath his breasts. "They're almost all on my front," he murmured, pointing to a red-inked snake curled around his navel. The right wing of some bird was just above it, but it appeared to disappear beneath the clothing.

"Mine are based off the blessings of certain creatures of the forest who I trained under for an extended period of time. Aspects, they're called."

Billy blushed, as he always did, but he managed to look in that direction long enough to observe the tattoos.

"Aspects," he repeated. "So are those trainers the only ones who can make the marks on you?"

And if so, who had marked Ronnie? Maybe he'd ask someday.

"No. The one who actually did them was...well I'm not too sure what she was. I'll say she was a guardian of nature, I suppose. It's the only way I can describe her." He lowered his shirt and turned to look at Billy.

"I don't think most hunters bother getting them, as plenty can call on the Aspects by will alone. There are a lot of other types of tattoos, though. Many magical in nature."

Nokosi smiled gently and shook his head, "I always worry that Ronnae and you are going to faint someday from blushing so much," he said, completely off topic.

"But anyways." He undid one of the ties on his braids and climbed behind Billy. Once he'd settled down, he ran his hands through the teen's hair and began pulling it up in an attempt to give him a ponytail.

"The one on my eyes gives me unerring sight of my enemies. The Olivera family gave me one as well, though I don't make much use of it."

Billy nodded. That made sense enough, and he supposed his curiosity was sated enough for the time being. "So it was probably magical..." he muttered.

That just prompted him to make a noise of protest. "It's not that frequent, is it? It's a small amount of the overall blood in circulation, so I believe we'll be fine. Embarrassment isn't fatal."

It just...exists, he thought, feeling it again at the sensation of Nokosi's hands in his hair. He'd liked his hair played with in his own body, but longer hair added to the possibilities. It was at mid-back now, more than enough to be annoying, but Ronnie would probably know what to do with it.

"What does that one do?"

He giggled at Billy's response; a sound that caught him more off-guard than than any of the changes thus far. "Billy..."

Nokosi popped his head over the man's shoulder and glanced at him, his face a picture of amusement. "It was a joke, you know. You're just as bad as me with taking everything very literal, aren't you? It's very frequent," the hunter added with a laugh before moving back.

"That one is a contraceptive." He separated the boy's long hair in three sections before he began braiding it in an elaborate fashion. "Most Azerothians use animal stomachs, herbal teas and other herbal concoctions. Much like most of the spells created by those who use them, this is far more convenient."

"I know. That's how I tend to respond to jokes," he answered, sparing a small smile for Nokosi. "It drives my friends up a wall."

Billy closed his eyes as the other man braided his new hair, wondering what the finished product would look like. This was definitely different---there was a reason he kept his hair short.

"Contraceptive tattoos would've been a big step toward solving my world's problem in that area," he commented. "We had a number of mechanical and chemical methods, all with varying effectiveness rates. Here, the solution seems to be an injection. I'm not looking forward to that."

Re: Terrible question to ask, LOL. I sowwy.

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