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Suddenly Human Meme
Look at your nonhuman muses. What are they? Robots? Gods? Mythical creatures? Aliens? Science experiments gone wrong? Animate chalk drawings? Eldritch abominations from beyond?
Well, none of that matters anymore cause they just done got turned human.
How? Why? I don't know! Maybe it's a magical curse, or science happened, or they died and got reborn, or they just plain woke up that way. You're all creative people! Come up with something cool! Or don't, and let your muses angst about it in the dark, whatever. I know you like to torture them; that's half the fun of memes like this.
So here's how it's going to work:
Nonhuman muses, post top-levels! You are suddenly very human, and mortal. Have fun with that.
Any muse can tag in! Maybe you also got turned human, and misery loves company after all. Maybe you didn't, and are just here to point and laugh in their face. Maybe you're someone who always was human and is just getting dragged into this, or helping the former nonhuman cope.
GO WILD. \o/
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The slap to his back hits while he's extremely off guard, and it's even more impactful than what Stan did to his hand a moment ago. It causes Bill to let out a yell as he's knocked off his feet and onto his knees, feeling the pain humorlessly surge through his back. He locks up, paralyzed... but is heading towards total meltdown fast.
Possessing a body meant getting expelled from it back to the mindscape once it was unconscious. He's convinced that won't work here. This isn't a possession, he's been repeatedly, painfully (literally) reminded of that already. He's trapped... trapped in this damn body, a prison made of flesh.
And he wants out. He wants out he wants out he wants out HE WANTS OUT HE WANTS OUT!!!
Suddenly he gets back on his feet and makes a dash for Wendy's ax, quickly grabbing it from her before she has any chance to react or stop him. But instead of attacking anyone else, which Stan might be expecting and preparing to forcefully prevent if it looks for even a split second like Bill is going to, in his unsteady hands he holds the bladed end to his neckline, as if about to drag it straight down his chest...
Stan might assume this is just desperation (although it is, but not in the way he's thinking), like he would really do it, but to Wendy it shouldn't look like anything except this dude's about to cut himself open.
And whether he's serious or not, it's doubtful she wants to take that chance.]
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[It's probably a good thing that Wendy barely thinks, just reacts. She's after him in a second, grabbing the axe handle back and wresting it out of his shaky grip.
Hey, she may be wiry, but she's not the daughter of the manliest lumberjack in town for nothing.]
All right, that's it! You are NOT okay, and you're coming with me. Sorry, Mr. Pines, I gotta cut this shift short. See ya.
[And with that, she's grabbing Bill's hand and all but dragging him out of the shack, ignoring whatever Stan might say about it.]
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[He might've even been impressed with Wendy's quick reaction, if she didn't just storm off with him.]
Fine!
[To follow or not to follow? Wendy has no idea what she's getting into, and Bill's acting weird even by his standards. He decides to hang around the door and see if he can overhear anything from outside.