Mess with the three teens
From Create Your Own Story
Well, what would be the point of leaving them be?
You strip Dennis and Jamie naked and set aside what Anna will need for later. Everything else gets stuffed into Jamie's bag and-
You're gonna need to empty it out first. You dump out the weed and the bong. There's some breath mints and a butane lighter. There's a cell phone - and he's got a paperback in there in German. Lame. But there's a pair of $20 bills stuck in between the pages. Nice.
The gear is ready, but you're sitting there in the body of a naked seventeen year old girl. She's going to freak the hell out when you shift back into Anna.
What to do?
Well, sex and drugs worked to put the rest of the lot out. Why not try that?
Sex? Check. Drugs? Helloooooo.
You grab the pot, fire up the bong and race Zo through the contents of the dime bag. Zo's feeling pretty mellow towards the end. Things that make no sense seem very funny to her now.
Like digging through Dennis' pockets to find those small pills she knows he hides in the spine of a bartender's bible. Bingo. You pop two of the red ones and lie back to await chemically induced oblivion.
It takes awhile. You're wondering if the pills will kick in before everyone wakes up. Then you realize that the sunlight is playing music in your head. The sunbeams are dappling everything around you. You can't stop staring at them. You realize this will be important later. I need proof.
You grab the cell phone and snap pictures of the lights, you record some video in the hopes of capturing the amazing music you're hearing.
Everything's so incredible...
You film Dennis, then Jamie, then yourself. Then you take pictures of yourself kissing them, licking them. You get one with Jamie's flaccid dick in your mouth.
Unbelievable... it's like poetry...
You snap out of it for a second. Zo's losing her shit in a serious way. What ever those pills were, they were probably meant to be used one at a time. You make her set down the cell phone, then she begins dancing on graves and pressing herself against the stones one at a time - looking for a hidden pattern to all of the reality. This is incredible...
About the time she's heading for a date with unconsciousness, you crane your neck to see Anna's naked form lying 30 yards away.
Time to go.
You shift into Anna and leave Zo to her hallucinogenic bliss.
You sit up as Anna, and feel a whole lot better. Anna's still coming off whatever's running through her head, but her balance is good - her mood is good.
She feels...comfortable.
You whip on Jamie's pants, and pull Dennis' tee over your ample chest. If you didn't have something to cover the shirt up, you'd be seriously obscene. Fortunately Dennis' duster does just the thing.
You get the bag and then the cell phone. Behind you Dennis stirs a moment, but lapses back into sleep.
You flip open the cell phone and marvel at the pictures. Even high as a kite, Zo has a great sense of composition.
You look for Zo - she's nakedly climbing a statue of the Virgin Mary and demanding answers from it.
What a lovely day.
You walk down the hill towards the suburbs. It's going to be a bit of a hike, so you fill the time by sending Zo's pictures to everyone on Jamie's contact list.
Ah modern convenience.
You reach the edge of the suburbs. You vaguely remember that Jessica Jones' house is about three blocks away.
There's a bus stop just down the street with a lone commuter waiting. Or you suppose you could randomly knock on some doors.
Do you:
| You are possessing: |
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| Young, attractive nun |
