"Whats with all the noise?" Richard asked sitting up in the chair he feel asleep in. As Richard brought his right arm up to rub his head but he didn't know that it a prosthetic and smacked him self in the head. Falling out of his chair he looked at his arm he notices that instead of the formed plastic it was made from plasteel with some tech priest markings on it. "What the hell is going on," he said looking at his arm and not paying attention to the rest of the room.

Gwendolyn caught her reflection in her helmet she looked the same, she didn't really feel any different. "I'm not sure what you all are talking about..." Even her voice sounded normal, obviously she was exempt to whatever was going on. She began to scoot away nervously, this was too crazy. She stopped and thought for a moment. Her motorcycle suit fit a little too well and it now instead of reflecting light it somehow absorbed it. She swallowed nervously and tried to pull off one of her gloves, it didn't move at all. Her breath caught in her throat, she just wanted to take the stupid gloves off. As the thought passed through her mind the gloves vanished into a strange black smoke that eventually dissipated. Her hands were pale, sharply contrasting her tanned face. She swallowed slowly, she was beginning to grasp what this meant. She zipped down her suit to her collar bone. There was a thin black line, separating the pale skin from her normal skin tone. Black smoke came from this line, it was almost like a shadow. "C-celty doesn't have a head." she murmured to herself, fearing the worst she pushed her head, as if to remove it from her shoulders. It remained attached to her body, she sighed in relief.

Zipping her suit back up, she looked to the others, "It appears my changes are minor for the time being. Your realism might scare people, so if you want I can go get breakfast." Her suit had already morphed into a turtle neck and pants, it was hardly a change as Gwendolyn could barely do more than eliminate the zipper and make the one piece into two.

"Hopefully it's not a dream cuz this is fucking badass! I have a claw!" Gio reached up and touched Richard with it, not meaning to hit him. He used his optic eye to zoom in and out of the room and used X-Ray vision to look at Sarah's........... Let's just say he was smiling like he was a kid at Christmas morning.

"Gwendolyn, why are you not any different?" Gio reached for his monocle and put it over his optic eye. "This is a job for, Inquisitor Yarrick!" He reached into his pocket and started playing the Inception soundtrack. "Nah, never mind that. Too lazy. You guys up for breakfast? The steakhouse up the road or the Chinese takeaway around the corner?"

"Breakfast!?! How can you think about breakfast at a time like this! I'm not human anymore, I feel like a robot!" Tyler almost shouted. He then ran towards David and to grab his shoulders and pull him close. "David. This might sound pervy, but please do this. Feel my body, is it metal or plastic? Does my face feel like silicon, or human skin? Please tell me, I need to know!" He said. His body was cold, and devoid of heat. It felt like heavy duty steel, the kind used for robots and military machines. His face felt smooth, fresh plastic used in modern phones, you know, the ones they make you throw out every 6 months so you can buy a new one?

That was when Tyler realized something. He sounded exactly like Proto Man, and he was not even trying to sound like him. This drove yet even more fear into the now robotic man. This was beyond what human technology could do. A Roboticizer? He only read about stuff like that in Sonic comic books! Not only that, it seemed that everybody else had been transformed into their costumes as well. Could the government be trying to preform a top secret experiment, or did someone just simply spike that soda he drank yesterday and made him hallucinate this whole thing?

"Were you even listening, out of everyone here my changes are the most minor. A small compensation for the huge changes I face in the future." She sighed, "Getting breakfast in our current states will likely alarm people, its too realistic. There is a difference between a really good cosplay and the actual character. Only an idiot would completely miss the change. The only people really suitable to leave the apartment are the Doctor and I, and even he might need a change of clothes." She then gave Gio a tired look, "For breakfast you suggested a steakhouse and Chinese takeout. For breakfast. What do people eat for breakfast? Breakfast foods, not steak or Chinese." She massaged her temples. "The crazy in here is getting out of control. It really isn't a good idea for us all to leave, being in the situation we are in. But, I wont stop you from coming along, just make sure you all are decent. Please think of the children." Gwendolyn picked up her helmet and turned to leave. She wasn't going to wait around very long for them, she was bound to go insane if she was in there much longer.

David smacked Tyler to get him to call down. His face felt like silicon, and the body felt like metal. "Calm down! ok...lets all relax and figure out whats going on ok." He walked around thinking about what he could do. David looked over at Gwendolyn."Wait where are you going?Q We need to stayb together to figure out everything." David then wondered if the TARDIS he had changed. He ran to it and quickly opened it. It was empty. He sighed and leaned against the door.

Heavily inhaling and exhaling as if she were trying to recover from her shock, Julie clearly did not like where this was going. It was one thing to now that there were certain changes to her own body, such as her body structure, her eyes, her hair, and even her own voice. Then there's hearing that the others were experiencing these things as well, such as Tyler saying that his body felt pretty much like metal. It wasn't right at all, there had to be a reason for it, but yet she couldn't think properly at the same time. This whole situation reminded her for some old movie where people had a whole "body switch," except this was with the cosplays that they had. Overall...it just didn't make any sense that this was happening, and panicking any more wouldn't solve anything at all. After calming herself down a bit, Julie stood up, taking a bit to readjust herself to her new height (she's at least 3 inches taller) and that her legs had "fallen asleep" during her whole freak-out moments earlier.

"...I...I-I don't know on what to think about this..." Julie only managed to say this, given that the very fact she had just calmed down from her panic attack earlier. Glancing around, she noticed that some of the others were still asleep, including her best bed Mari. Oh...it makes the Bayonetta-teen worry if her friend was affected this strange phenomenon too. For now before she thought of anything else, she felt her stomach growl a bit, despite all of the stuff she ate the night before.

"Maybe I need something to eat...I am kinda over-reacting too much...aren't I?" Julie said, hints of the British accent still in her voice even if it were not intentional.

"Hey! See, Julie agrees. We need food" Gio looked at his claw and outfit and realised the point. He scratched the back of his head "I'm hungry, I can't think right. I see your point. Maybe a bloody claw, an optic eye and an Commissar outfit is not a good idea. But I have a bloody claw!" Gio snapped his claws in front of everyone and paused halfway, realising consequences.

"Shit! I have a bloody claw. How am I gonna explain this to my girlfriend. I, I" Gio slumped on the ground, resting his head on the couch and letting his legs splay out, a look of sadness on his face "I, I can't hug my Girlfriend anymore. I loved cuddling with her. Now I'm a stupid" Gio teared at his coat "idiot with a claw. That can't...... even hug his girlfriend" Gio let a tear out and got up. "I need a drink. Excuse me" Head held down, he shoved his way through and went into the corridor, tears falling.

He suddenly stopped. "Wait, wasn't Sarah dead...... Fuck GUYS!" He ran into the room, red faced with tears still falling. "FUCKING SARAH's DEAD! FUCK ARE WE GOING TO DO! She was cosplaying as a dead person! FUCK EVERYTHING IS GOING WRONG!" Gio then covered his mouth with a hand, realising he was shouting. Silently, he whispered "Fuck"

To many in the room, Sarah was out of their line of vision, the couch on which she resided turned away from them. The faux leather couch was arranged so those within could stare out past the balcony to the sunset beyond. From this angle only a portion of her leg could be seen sticking up over the headrest of the couch, a small dainty naked foot perched atop the ankle, toes pointed towards the ceiling. It was the dull mottled grey of one who had lain in the morgue a while Her toes were decorated with a number of gold, silver and platinum rings that gleamed brightly against the muted colour of her flesh and nail polish of a deep matte black dusted with silver like stars in the darkest night sky.

It was only when one walked around to the other side of the couch that one could see the rest of her, now a breathtakingly beautiful elf, only with that ornate and completely changed dagger lodged in her skull.

After coming to her hotel room from the convention, Celeste flopped on top of her bed, and was sound asleep until the morning. She probably would have been asleep until the afternoon, but something fluffy was tickling her nose. Celeste originally tried to ignore it, but whatever it was that was tickling her wasn't going to go away any time soon. After several minutes of going through this torture, Celeste opened her eyes to see what could be causing such an annoying thing.

. . .

It was a. . .

Fluffy tail?

Now, how did that get there? It was probably one of her bodyguards playing a mean joke on her. She'd make sure she found that man who did this, and that man would be fired on the spot. He would be left without work, therefore no income, therefore him and his entire family starve for being the terrible people they are. Scum, all of them were scum.

Celeste got off of her bed, ready to to find out what body guard was this, but then she noticed something very peculiar in the mirror. The mail was moving with the rest of her body, almost as if it was connected to her own.

No, that couldn't be right, her tired mind must be playing a trick on her.

Celeste then noticed that she couldn't see her normal ears, and only the fox ears on the top of her head.

No, this had to be some kind of joke. Celeste tried to pull off the fox ears upon her head, but of course that resulted in her releasing a small yelp of pain.

None of this mad any sense, and Celeste was going to get to the bottom of this. Celeste straightened up her outfit, and made her way out the door. She was sure she saw other cosplayers entering this hotel. Sure, she'd have to hunt them down, but that really shouldn't be much of a problem.

If she couldn't find them, she'd just have her daddy call the hotel and force the staff to find them for her.

"PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER GIO!" Gwendolyn roared, she almost threw her helmet she was so mad. "We all are about to have serious issues, but think rationally for one goddamned second. My character has no head. SHE HAS NO FUCKING HEAD." She took a deep breath in, "I still have my head, this means that the changes aren't complete, Sarah might not me dead... yet." Gwendolyn approached the couch, Sarah looked dead, like super dead. It was kind of weird for her, she had never really seen a dead body but this one felt especially dead. It was probably the dagger that was lodged in the woman's skull that really emphasized how dead she looked. Gwendolyn didn't really want to touch her so she began to call. "Hey Sarah, you should get up now. People are starting to freak out. I mean, what would room service say if they found a dead body in our room. Boy wouldn't that be awkward." She chuckled nervously. No answer.

Hesitantly, Gwendolyn touched Sarah's shoulder. It was ice cold. Swallowing her nervousness she began to shake Sarah's shoulder lightly. "Come on, I'm really trying to keep it together here." She whispered quietly, only Sarah would have heard this.

Tyler tired to calm down as he sat on a chair. "I'm hyperventilating, I need a paper bag." He said as he breathed heavily. He was a robot, his life had changed in an instant. His chances of getting a girlfriend were now forever ruined, and even if he did get one he'd never be able to have a family. He was unable to have kids in any way, shape, and form. Plus, this would get him fired from his job, and disallow him from getting future jobs. But... now he did not need food, or water, or anything to keep alive. But Proto Man had a faulty solar core, and that meant HE had one as well. It would be risky to do too many things at once. Still, Alex would still love him as a friend. Alex was his only chance at normal life.

And he was at home, sick with the flu.

Tyler gave a sad sigh as he looked at the floor, his hands now on his face. "I'm a robot now, my life is ruined." He said sadly.

David then had a idea. "Wait were slowly becoming like the peopel we cosplayed as right....." He said to thenm with a smile. "Who am I dressed as?" He spun "If this furthers then I will have the Doctor's intelligence...and if our stuff becomes like there then this." He took out the sonic screwdriver, "And this' he pointed to the TARDIS "will become real. Maybe I can help us if I become the Doctor."

Sarah did not reply. She did not awaken. The gentle shaking did little. The upside down girl merely wobbled slightly at the gentle jostling. Her head hanging backwards over the edge of the seat lolled listlessly but all that resulted was her black painted lips parting slightly to reveal pristine white teeth. Her kohl dusted eyelids remained closed, long mascaraed lashes still flush against her cheekbones. Her naked foot, protruding up past the headrest of the sofa, silver dusted, black toenails pointing at the ceiling, rocking gently, her real metal anklets jangled like they had the night before when she'd belly danced, role playing the character she'd become.

Gwendolyn's only reply to her whispered request was a limp hand covered in rings and bracelets sliding from the sofa seat, falling to the carpeted floor next to Gwen's knee.

Great, this was fucking great. Julie knew exactly what she was becoming, an Umbra Witch. She didn't know if any of that stuff in the game would apply to real life, but if it did, she would be dragged straight down to hell if she died while as Bayonetta. And if that were the case...she were to be targeted constantly by angels that want her dead... She didn't want to think about that too much, shaking her head at the thought of it. She really wanted to freak out more, but she tried to keep herself together for the sake of the others. "I-If this is...really happening...there has to be a reason for it...a cause..." she included, thinking that there has to be a way to solve this problem, and then they wouldn't have to talk about it ever again... Seeing them try to get Sarah to wake up, it instantly gave away to Julie that her best friend hasn't woke up yet.

"Hey, MarMar...it's time to wakey wakey," she tried to regain her composure as she tried to shake her friend awake. Even in her whole panic still settling in, Julie could tell that Mari's costume seemed too real. The materials of the outfit seemed legit, her hair was now a natural blonde...and even Mari's ears were now pointy like an elf's...or like Zelda.

(And here, is my failed attempt of getting back in.)

Mari's eyes clenched tight as she was slowly waking up from her sleep. It was surprising that she hadn't woken up from all of the screaming by everyone else that was awake in the room. She didn't like being woken up by anyone. In fact, she hated it. After the feeling of being shaken as she laid in bed, the teen attempted to slap at the person that was disturbing her. Grinding her teeth together, Mari said, "Leave me aloooooneeee. I just want to sleeep in peaceeeee."

But instead of words coming out of her mouth, she just heard an annoyed grunt leave her lips. Wait - was that her voice? Instead of her usual, somewhat low pitched voice, it was a bit higher and sounded just like... Zelda? Nah, it couldn't be... right? There was no way... Her eyes snapped open and she shot up into a sitting position to see Julie.

Panic showed in her eyes, and she shouted aloud, "WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?!"

Yet again, another sound had escaped from her. It wasn't her voice, and she couldn't say any words.

David sighed and sat down. If he did become the Doctor, then he might be able to help them right. He looked at Tyler. If his insides were wires and such then when would he. David froze cluthing his chest and fell to the ground. "Damn....it feels like my heart is pulling itself apart." David said and cursed gripping his shirt. He stood, and felt them now. Two hearts beating in synch. "Welll....now I have two hearts...." He said. He knew he would get the Doctor's intelligence soon.

"Whoa, wait. If David has the TARDIS, then we can stop all of this from happening right? We would be continuing our normal lives. All we need to do is lie low and-" Sounds of footsteps appeared behind Gio who is turning around and saw two police officers walking towards him calling out "SIR, we were just passing by. Please do not run. I heard someone is..... Dead? Let me check this out sir"

The junior cop walked towards the frozen Gio and gently pushed him aside. He looked into the room and saw a couple of people and a girl..... a girl lying down with a dagger in her head. He turns around to Gio and see's him running towards the other elevator. The cop tried to catch Gio and unsheathed his revolver. "We have a suspect for a murder up here. Please, DO NOT RUN! WE WILL CATCH YOU!" The other cop walked towards the door and saw the gruesome sight. He drew his taser and pretty much shouted "DO NOT MOVE, I WILL NOT HARM YOU IF YOU DO NOT MOVE!!!!"

Now, Gwendolyn had never had a problem with the police, heck, the only time she had ever met them was when her parents disappeared. They asked her questions and then they never came back, no news, nothing. However, Celty was a completely different person. She was afraid of a few fictional police men and hated the rest. So when Gwendolyn put on a darkened version of her helmet, launched herself over the couch and flipped the guy over her shoulder before he even got a word out, it wasn't really her. It was Celty, and Gwendolyn was cooperating. They knocked the guy out, took his taser and communicator before locking him in the bathroom. The two could have been described as lethal, the way the emotionlessly tracked down the other cop, tased him, took his stuff and dragged him and Gio back to the hotel room. There was an increase of black smoke around Celty, yet it didn't seem to bother the smoke alarms. She locked the door and threw the other cop in the bathroom, breaking the door knob for a good measure.

Just as Celty had come she was gone, the black smoke disappeared and Gwendolyn's eerie silence was broken, "We cant stay here." She slammed her helmet down on the table, "Even if Sarah were to wake up there would be questions, exams, more questions, more government, they would lock us up and we'd probably never see the light of day again, then they would experiment on us and if you were lucky you'd die and it would be over." She sighed, "Even if that's not what they would decide to do I don't want to risk it. We are not monsters." She threw herself into a chair. "I have a beach house North of here, its surrounded by woods and in the middle of nowhere. The cops haven't seen my face, they wont look for us there." Her eyes then rested on the TARDIS, "We'll have to leave Sarah and the TARDIS behind unless David is willing to wait here until it becomes real. Sarah's body will have to be left in the TARDIS either way, incase she is actually alive. We are going to have to leave in the next hour, the cops didn't report this to the station yet so we have time, but not much. Does anyone have any issues?"

This wasn't helping at all... While she was expecting her friend to be panicking like more than half of the group, Julie didn't like how apparently her friend couldn't actually...well, talk. Oh right, none of the LoZ characters could really "talk," but still had voices in-game. Before she could try to bring ease to her friend, things take an abrupt turn as for some reason some cops happened to overhear the panic, and more importantly the mentioning that someone was "dead." The catch was, from what Julie understood, Sarah was technically still "alive," it's just that it would take awhile until she would be "dead" for real. That was if the case was that they were slowly transforming to whoever they cosplayed as. Without having to do much in the situation, the dire situation is shifted around a bit as one of them, Gwen, happened to get the "cop problem" settled, but it was becoming apparent that the whole dilemma was worsening. They had to get moving, was the general idea for the group at this point.

"I-I..." Julie wasn't sure on what to say. It all went from a great first convention experience to a dramatic and hyperrealistic nightmare turned to a reality. In her head, she just wanted all of this to end, to some stupid dream that she'll wake up from and that it would be a laugh for the others to hear. Sadly that wasn't going to happen because it was all too real to be a dream. When things couldn't get any creepier with this experience, Julie thought wrong.

All at the same time, everybody's cell phones (assuming that everyone had a cell phone here) began to go off, as if someone were leaving a text message. However, this wasn't by someone they knew and it was too well timed with this event to be a simple coincidental text message. Heck, by looking at the sender info of this message, there was no phone number to see, or a way to respond to this message. It was almost chilling as to how this mysterious sender had gotten all of their phone numbers and why it was timed around when people were starting to realize the strange situation they were thrown in. The message itself was vague...but it read:

Hidden Underground. 4:00pm. 1 Week and ticking

"What the...?" Julie still couldn't think that well at the moment to be talking that much, but she was rather puzzled by the text message she received, and by how everyone present had gotten it.