Wahhhh I wanna taaaaalk!!! Mari thought panickingly to herself. Not being able to speak orally to people was going to make her go insane. Even if she did like messaging on her phone, a computer or console, it just... wasn't the same as she was used to. The top of both her ears made her feel discomfort, giving one of her ears a slight squeeze, she let out a squeak as she felt pain. Her ears were definitely going through the same change as her voice. What else changed?

She tilted her head her examine her own body to see that the materials and accessories of the dress she had made had become real over night. She felt the cold of everything that was metal. Her tiara, shoulderpads, her arm warmers, footwear, and the top parts of her dress. Even the jewels she wore were real. She tried pulling at the wig she'd worn, but it wouldn't come off - it just got messy. Taking the contacts out of her eyes was out of the question. She gave out a frustrated sigh.

Then, she felt her thigh rumbling and heard a ring. It was her phone. She pulled it out the pocket of her dress and opened her phone to see that she had a text - just like everyone else.

Hidden Underground. 4:00pm. 1 Week and ticking
What the hell is this supposed to mean?

An open blue sky sitting atop a featureless desert filled the girl's view. She felt the clean wild wind blow through her hair as she flew freely through the sky. It was as if a dream come true. She felt something heavy on her legs and saw that strange pods with propellers and small wings were on her legs. She shrugged, oddly thinking nothing of it as she continued to fly threw the sky. Suddenly a beam of red flashed in front of her.

Alicia sat up slowly in bed, giving a big yawn and rubbing her eyes. "uuuugghhh..... I haaate mornings........" she said aloud as she flopped back into her hotel room bed. For a brief moment, she was confused why she had woken up in a hotel room, but soon the memories of yesterday flooded back into her consciousness. The bet, the outfit, the convention, the huge embarresment of freaks and geeks drooling over her and constantly asking to take her picture. However she couldn't help but smile a bit. "I did have some fun with Caroline....speaking of which..." she rolled over in her bed to find she was the only one in the room. On the bedside table sat a folded piece of paper. Reaching over, she grabbed it and read.

"Dear Alicia-san,"

"Fucking weeboo"

"I met this really cute boy at dinner in the hotel! I know you were all tired out from the walking, so I'm leaving with him and some of our friends to go spend the night. I'll call you once I go home tomorrow. See ya at the apartment my cute fluffy Kitsune!"

"Huh, well good for her then... .hope the guy wasn't a rapist or somethin...." Alicia thought to herself as she folded the note back up and slowly pulled herself out of bed. It was odd, everything seemed louder and crisper, and her head hurt. Alicia simply shrugged and walked into the bathroom to the sink. Splashing water on her face, she looked up at the mirror.

Odd... the cosplay fox ears she wore yesterday were still on her head. Shrugging, she grabbed an hear and attempted to lift-

"Huh....?"

Alica gave another tug, this time it hurt. She quickly leaned in and parted her hair.... her eyes widened with shock. Not only had any evidence of her even dying her hair brown seemed to have dissappeared, but the fox hears were seemingly directly attached to her hair. Now that she was wide away, she felt something swishing behind her, turnign slowly, she saw a slightly moving fox tail sticking out of her pants. Looked again at the fox ears, now twitching them and moving them.

"...........well then.......ooookayy......keep it together, keep it together...... think funny thoughts, think happy thoughts..." Alicia said aloud, attempting to calm herself down. She looked again in the mirror, suddenly smiling, then laughing. "Man.... if Caroline was here..... she would probably be as jealous as hell..... he he.... Alright! Time to solve this problem...." she walked out of the bathroom to her duffle bag, hoping to find her hat to cover the ears at least. Instead, she found all of her clothes had disappeared. At this point, it wasn't even surprising. Though laying near the bed was her cosplay outfit.... "hmmm.... that could actually work! Hiding in plain sight.... " she thought to herself, then began to put it on. As she did, her stomach gave a loud growl. "That's right... I haven't eaten since lunch of yesterday... Okay, I'm gonna grab some breakfast then head home as fast as possible."

Grabbing what things she still had, Alica opened the room to her hotel room and walked out into the hallway. She had her now strangely heavier "fake" rifle slung on her back, and she felt lighter for some reason, perhaps even stronger.

"Okay, thanks for that Gwen. So Sarah isn't technically dead?" Gio got up with a grunt and dusted off the dirt on his trousers. "Phew. That's good. So we be going to the beach house?" Gio picked his stuff up from the couch. His kind of heavy Storm Bolter, his Chainsword, little Stub pistol that was usually in his pocket and a pocket knife he carries around.

That was when everyone's phone either vibrated or let out a sound. Gio's phone rang out as well. "FUCK HER RIGHT IN THE PUSSY!" the phone yelled, literally jumping out of his pocket. He picked his phone up with a slight red face and read the text message. He looked up to the others with a confused look. "So ah, do we go? Or do we not. I think we should because the station will probably be worried for two junior cops mysteriously vanishing."

David sat there thinkng. "I can wait here....but what does this text mean though?" He said trying to figure out. He sighed figiting a little. "Still not used to these two hearts." David said. He leaned against the TARDIS and asked everyone "Do you think we should go or wait for the TARDIS to become real?"

Despite the gravity of the situation and what the mysterious text could mean Gwen couldn't help but giggle when Gio's phone went off. She was trying really hard to be serious as this was a serious situation but she couldn't help it. She was smiling a bit now, "The text we all just received, I'm assuming we all got it because the odds of it being a coincidence are astronomical, changes things a bit. It means what we are looking for is some where under the city. We don't have a lot of time, only a week. I imagine its going to get harder to look for whatever we are looking for as our changes progress. But we'll just have to come back, we can't live in the underbelly of the city and we don't have the time to wait for the TARDIS." Gwen stood up, "I'd like to talk to other people in the hotel but we don't really have time for that and I haven't seen anyone else staying on this floor." She looked as if she might have stumbled upon an unsettling realization. "We should leave, I can take another person on my bike if need be." She grabbed the complementary note pad and wrote the address on a few of pages. "I'm giving you the address because I'm leaving, right now. Whoever wants to go with me, speak now or forever hold your peace."

"Gwen take me! I don't have a ride and. I haven't been on a motorbike for ages." Gio made to grab his stuff and got to the door, stepping over the unconscious cop. With an inquisitive look on his face, Gio rustled through the cop's belongings and found a phone and a small Swiss Army knife. Throwing it to Gwen, saying "Get this. You might need it" Gio lifted off the ground and looked at the rest if the group, waiting for a response. Gio hummed I Will Survive under his breath.

Gwen chuckled slightly, "You sound like a kid excited to go to the grocery store." She caught the knife, "Thanks, this will help until I get my scythe back...I-I mean until I can use Celty's scythe." She clenched her jaw and grabbed her helmet "I had all my stuff mailed home, you can put that in the under seat compartment. The rest of you have the address so you can follow if you want, I'm not responsible for you so I can't tell you want to do but I hop you have good luck for what ever it is."

Gwen followed Gio out and they took the elevator down to ground floor. "Try took look natural, you haven't technically done any thing wrong... Well besides aiding and abetting." She shrugged as the elevator doors opened. There was no one in the hotel, the front desk was empty, a sign read 'Leave your room card here, we will send the bill automatically.' She tilted her head "Didn't know they could do that, kind of scary." She dropped her keys in the bin, "You know, I would expect that there would be a lot of people left over from the convention, doesn't look that way though." She swallowed and walked out of the hotel. After storing his stuff she materialized a black helmet out of black smoke , "Huh, that's getting a lot easier, not very comforting though." She handed it to Gio, "I'm not getting pulled over because you don't have helmet on, that will be the end of both of us." Gwen didn't seem to use her keys to turn on the bike, it somehow sensed her presence and turned on, she patted the handle bar and, if you listened very closely, murmured what sounded like 'good boy.' She climbed on the bike and motioned for him to follow. "You don't have to hold on to my waist but its easier that way, he's very fast and I hate going slow." There was a teasing grin on her face.
(I hope you don't mind I got us past the lobby and everything, I was getting bored.)