Get Out 2: Esoteric Boogaloo

[Yuki & Yui Tsumugi]

Name: Get Out 2: Esoteric Boogaloo

Participants: Shizuka Sanamizu ✮ Arcadus Luke Clyburn Kaen Youji Celes Shindazu

Location: Leap Castle, Ireland.

Difficulty Level: Hard.

Setting: Damage Permanent.

Plotline: All six of you mysteriously wake up in a castle next to one another in a foyer. You find yourself not quite in your bodies. Rather, the properties of this house cause you to be the opposite gender. A voice in your head tells you to explore the castle and uncover the mysteries behind it. Perhaps there’s a way to undo what has been done to you?


** If you want to flip your zan spirit's gender too, you can do that. For Bount, if you wanna flip your doll's gender, go for it.

Estimated Enemy Strength: Class 8-1

Estimated Time Until Completion: Good question.

Starts: Soon as folks begin making their first posts.

Special Conditions: Taking from Rin here so bare with me.

- No fucking releases or reiatsu. srsly. lol. suppressed. You legit have nothing. Treat yourself as a basic human.
- Everyone’s stats are reduced to base 50. You will have no points in Energy Sensory or HE.
- This thread is based off of Betrayal at House on the Hill. It is a shameless fucking rip and you will not judge me for it. Lol.
- That means when you guys discover a room with a crow in it, a chance of a “Haunt” will occur and you’ll roll until you can’t beat the haunt score. The Haunt score increases by 1 for every crow you find.
- Scary shit will happen when a Haunt occurs. I’ll let you know when lol.
- You can move into one room at a time unless you or someone else has been there already.
- I’m using dice rolls too. In your first post, just do a dice roll with the range 0-2 so you get the gist of it.
- 10 day posting period. Or you get skipped.
- Interact with each other and have fun!

[Celes Shindazu]

A groggy, yet soft, groan escaped the green-haired Shinigami's lips. Her eyes fluttered open, blinking in response to the dim light that filled the room. As Celes came to, she gently rubbed her forehead, paying close attention to her temples. Despite the numbness, Celes tried to gently lift herself to her feet. As she planted her feet, the girl felt the cold ground beneath her. A brief shudder shot straight through her spine. Speaking softly, the girl asked, "What the hell happened...?", her voice barely above a whisper.

The surroundings were completely unfamiliar. It took a few moments, but her gaze could finally pierce the encroaching darkness. She was standing in the midst of a hallway. The walls were lavishly decorated with paintings seemingly stemming from a bygone era. Shelves and other cupboards lined up against the walls and allowed space for several doors in between the gaps. At the end of the hall was a winding, and rather imposing, stairwell. As her growing vision revealed more and more details, the Captain finally realized something rather important. She wasn't alone!

Littered across the floor were several bodies. The girls' eyes widened. Were they dead? Unconscious? She really couldn't tell at a glance as there didn't seem to be any trails of blood. Off the top of her head, she didn't recognize them. The girl commented, perplexed, "What the hell is going on here. What is this p-" Instinctively, the Shinigami paused for a moment. Her voice sounded... different. Coarse and rough. Reflecting on it, she did feel different. Lighter. In her earlier panic to scan the room, Celes had noticed a mirror. "Bingo."

Making a beeline towards the mirror, making sure to avoid stepping on any of the bodies, the Captain found herself standing before. Suddenly, a curious look contorted to one of shock and concern. She did not see herself in the mirror! "AAAAAAaaaa", she shrieked. Her hands rose up to touch her chiseled features. A quick glance revealed her flat chest and long, wild green hair. Hell, even her clothing had changed to a collared white shirt, a black undershirt, and beige pants. As she checked herself out more and more, the Captain murmured. "W- why..."

"Why am I a man?!?"

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{Celes' Malesona}

[Kaen Youji]

Fortunately, Celes's shout of alarm had awoken at least one other person in the room. "Nnn..." This didn't feel like Kaen's bed. Did he use his bed last night? ...He was pretty sure he had. The lieutenant of the 7th Division groaned awake, and slowly sat up rubbing sleep from her eyes. "This doesn't look like my room..." A pause for a moment. "And... this doesn't sound like my voice...?" She slowly began to find her footing, and rose to her feet. Something definitely felt different. Kaen had never been a super bulky guy, but now she somehow felt even a bit more slender than usual? She brought a hand across to check her wrist, and paused as she felt her arm brush something that definitely hadn't been there when she'd gone to sleep last night!

Kaen's eyes slowly fell down to her chest. ".....N-NE!? Evidently shocked and confused, her head whipping around to see.... others in the room. At least one of whom was already conscious. A man with long green hair, that dimly reminded Kaen of Celes's, but she had yet to put the pieces together just yet. He seemed upset about something, looking at-- oh a mirror! Kaen sucked in a deep breath. She needed to assess the situation, whatever was going on. They looked like they were in some old manor house... Her sense of smell wasn't good enough for usual. She also felt.... really, really weak. Pitifully so. Even when she'd attended the academy, Kaen hadn't felt so weak. How long had it been, since they'd known this level of power? Over a century at least. Was this some trick of the 12th Division's maybe? Ugh.... Aramis had to pick better ways to get back at Kaen for getting in his business!

Right though. The mirror. Well, time to get it over with.... Though Kaen had some inkling of what was going on. Her look down at herself had pretty much confirmed it, but best to fully see it with her own eyes. "Mind stepping aside there, handsome?" She asked with a smirk at Celes, as she walked up to the mirror. Sure enough.... there she was.

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{Kaens new look}

A momentary expression of shock flitted across her face, as she took in her new look. And then it turned into a coy smirk, as she lowered one hand against her hip, turning one way and then another, to get a complete look at her new body. "Oh, I am killing this look~"

[Nakajima Kimiko]

Kimiko had always believed that the futons that she used to go to sleep were comfortable enough for what they were. Every single one of them that she found herself using over the course of her Shinigami career - from the one that remained within her quarters in the Eleventh Division's headquarters to those that she found herself slumbering in the master's rooms of her schools - were what she could describe to be of higher quality than the norm, though nothing that could be classified as high-class. They were all just big enough for a single person to sleep onto, outfitted with a mattress that could support her weight just enough so that she couldn't feel the floor underneath and sheets that were hot enough to not die of cold during the depths of winter. Even so, that was enough. She had never really needed anything more than what she had, and quite frankly, after having gotten used to sleeping on them for so long, she had long since stopped thinking about using normal beds.

A few of the things that she had found herself recalling the most out of the futons she slept on were the little quirks they possessed. They each had a few of their own that distinguished them. One of them had colder spots on its mattress, most likely due to its positioning within the room it has been put inside of, while another had heavier sheets that were a bit more constraining. There was even one that had a pretty notable rip within the sheet near its end, something which she could feel her feet brush against every time she woke up the next morning. She wasn't sure of how that rip had even appeared. It could have been a moth from nearby wilds that had simply found itself within the room and then onto the sheets. The swordswoman could have also been the cause of the rip herself; after all, even to this day, she still experiences nightmares every once in a while that can be rather difficult for her to face, all thanks to the work of her Inner Hollow.

None of this was really anything new when it came to beds and other sleeping furniture; really, everyone had them. There was a reason why, every once in a while, people would get fed up by some of the characteristics of their beds and find themselves longing to switch them around, especially if their bed is a standard one which relies on faulty springs and torn mattresses. The problem was that, at this point in time, she felt none of these characteristics. Not a single one. She felt like her body was uncomfortably pressed against a piece of solid wood or rock that felt rather awful to the touch, all the while it laid there completely uncovered. The result of this sleep was simple: she was rather cold, rather bothered, and quite frankly, the longer it went, the more her sleep would be perturbed by it all. It was enough to make her to openly bare her clenched teeth as she tried to continue to sleep through it in spite of it all, if only because she believed that she needed the energy for tomorrow.  

Eventually, though, something would cause her to wake up. Without any warning, the swordswoman's ears would suddenly be assaulted with two loud and booming cries coming. The first was one that appeared to have come from a man, while the other instead came from a woman. Regardless, they both caught Kimiko off-guard, and it was more than enough to cause her to wake up with a deep frown. "Ugh..." She would find herself groaning then, then huffing as she pressed herself off the floor to sit down for a few seconds. In the moment, she would not notice how much deeper her voice was in comparison to her usual voice. Instead, she would simply find herself looking towards the source of the noise with a deep frown. "Wha- Hey! What the hell are you two doing in... my..." she would first begin to call with a shocked and visibly-angry look before she would then slowly quiet down in astonishment as she realized something. 

This wasn't her room. In fact, it very clearly wasn't. For all intents and purposes, this appeared to be the kind of room that you would find near the entrance of some kind of manor or any of the posher buildings of the Living World. Either that or a living room. Whichever one of those it was supposed to be for this very building, the fact that she found herself suddenly whisked here was enough to put Kimiko on edge. Alerted, she would subconsciously grab onto the two Zanpakuto blades that had been lying on the floor next to her body, then quickly look around in hopes of finding more information about the situation she suddenly found herself in. So far, it appeared as though this place was most definitely alien to her... but for some reason, she could not hear as well as usual. She couldn't see as well either. Strange. Was she somehow sick? No, she was feeling alright. She hadn't drunken anything last night either, so surely, it can't be some kind of hangover. No... this was something else.

During her analysis, the swordswoman would bring her attention back towards the two that had woken her up. Her scarlet eyes would find themselves staring at them for a bit before, after a time, they would begin to appear rather confused. Those two... She had never met those two, but something about them was incredibly familiar, like she had actually been in their presence in some capacity before. That can't be right. So far, she had only met a number of men with green hair, and as far as she was aware, she was one of the only girls around who appeared to have spikier hair than most, spikier hair that was... oddly lighter than usual. Huh. Upon noticing this, her hand would reach up behind her in an attempt to touch her hair. It would take her about a second or two to realize that they were much, much shorter than usual all of a sudden. In fact, it was as though they had appeared to have suddenly been brought upward. Then, she noticed the rest of the odd changes that she appeared to have gone through: the different proportions her body held, the odd weights that she now had in certain places and hadn't in other places, her overall sluggishness...

Slowly but surely, two and two were beginning to add up together in the swordswoman's head, and she wasn't sure if she liked where this was going. No, correction: she didn't like where this was going at all! Now feeling even more alarmed than usual, her scarlet eyes would quickly look around in hopes of finding a mirror. Fortunately, there would be one right there for all to see, one which the familiar woman from before was now most clearly using for checking herself out. Briefly sighing in disappointment for the woman's attitude, Kimiko would quickly find herself coming to the woman's side before trying to put herself in front of a mirror. "Please move aside!" Her deeper voice would call politely with clear urgency as she tried to push herself right in front of the other woman. Right upon doing so, the swordswoman would instantly stop in confusion at what she was looking at, then instantly recoil with a look of both deep embarrassment as she let out a short yet distinguishable noise of discomfort.

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{Male Kimiko}

The one who stood in the mirror was not her. At least, it was not the swordswoman that Kimiko had come to identify herself as. Instead, it was a man. He appeared to be about her age from the looks of things. His eyes were of a deep scarlet like hers, sharp and focused, and his hair style was similar to hers, albeit shorter and pointing upward rather than downward. As for his clothes, they were much more distinctly modern in comparison to the ones she usually wore back in the Soul Society, the kind that you would usually find in the Living World as well. At a glance, it appeared to be a black zipped hoodie with white sleeves accompanied by a pair of dark blue jogging pants and white sneakers. If one solely referred to themselves by her clothes, there was no way that someone could properly identify this man. However, just by staring at the mirror long-enough, Kimiko could very much tell who this man was.

It was her. She was now no longer a "she", but rather a "he".

Blushing, the swordsman would find himself slowly stepping back in shock as he tried his absolute damnedest to not go on a full-blown panic attack. None of this was normal. He could very much see that. He was in an unknown place at an unknown time, supposedly far away from the Soul Society, and he had been left weakened and turned into the opposite gender. But it was because this situation was not normal that he believed that he needed to not go on a full-blown panic. Therefore, he would take a couple of deep breaths as he tried to assess the situation. "Okay... Okay, this is... this is weird, alright," the dojo master would slowly mutter before he slowly turned towards the man and the woman from before. He would blink at them for a moment, then would slowly feel himself deflate as he eventually found himself  forced to take a guess as to who they were. "Oh, no... Celes? Kaen?" He would stare at them with a comical look of utter embarrassment before he pressed the palm of her hand against his face. "You gotta be kidding me..."

[Luke Clyburn]

<sub>A moan escaped from between his lips as he began to come to consciousness. Scrunching his face together as he groaned, Luke sat himself up from where he was laying on the floor. ”Ugh… my head’s killing me…” he complained before rubbing his head with his hand. But as he ran his hand across his scalp he paused. Something felt different. His hair didn’t feel quite right. Luke opened his eyes and pulled his hand back with some hair squeezed between his fingers. ”Eh?” he squeaked. He blinked once, twice, three times before a look of horror was birthed on his face. Luke looked down at his body and grabbed at his shirt's collar and pulled it outwards to get a better look underneath. ”Eh?!” Luke squealed in confusion and shocked as he ran a hand across his toned and tight midriff and fell between his legs. Something important was missing. Again.

It was happening again. Luke’s head shot up and immediately went all over the place as he got a look at the surrounding foyer. It looked exactly like it did last time. Memories that were locked away until now began flooding back into his mind. Luke’s face went pale as he sprung to his feet and rushed for the door. Grasping the door handle and seemingly trying to rip the damn thing off its hinges he yelled, ”No, no, no, let me out let me oouuuut! Let me out god damn it! I didn’t sign up for this I don’t want to do this again!” Despite all of his tugging, even managing to get both feet on the door, it wasn’t budging. Falling off the door and back onto the ground Luke looked for something heavy, a vase or chair, and started trying to smash out a window.

He remembered it. He remembered all of it now. The terror. The crows. The horror. Shizuka’s insistence. The vampires roaming the halls. The slide. The first time Luke had been here was coming back to him. Why was he back? Why was he brought back to this hell?? Physical beating the windows wasn’t working, leaving him sweating and panting and leaning on his knees. ”Why is this happening again?” he whined, crouching down and hiding his face in his knees and crossed arms. Was he being punished for something?

That’s when he became aware there were others here. Luke’s head shot up, hair bouncing a bit, as he looked at the three Shinigami sharing the foyer with him. He didn’t recognize them until his eyes landed on one in particular. Luke squinted. He raised an eyebrow. ”Kaen? Kaen Youji is that you?” Luke asked before his feminine facial features scrunched together into a look of confusion. ”Why do you look the same except now with tits?” the Bount asked.

Lucy Clyburn for your viewing pleasure</sub>

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

Simple minds rarely require much to entertain them. They often looked at surroundings as these ever-evolving scenes and never thought much of it beyond that. The changes, however small or large, were always enough. Nothing else was necessary when it came to such people. In some moments, even those who are considered to be spectacularly intelligent could adopt a simple mind. That simple mind would be stuck on one thing and one thing only, forever hyper-fixated on what is in front of them, perhaps to the side of them, or maybe even attached below the waist.

Shizuka's head was absolutely killing her. She felt like she had a wicked hangover, or assumed that's how it felt given the stories she'd heard. Having never been hungover herself, it was difficult to tell, and had to base it on what she'd grown up hearing. She was certainly a little photophobic and did have a crazy horrible headache, though. Wasn't that all being hungover felt like? As her eyes fluttered open to the sounds of people talking, she wondered where the hell she was and what was going on. It didn't take long before a few of the voices, more than she realized, were familiar enough to make her eyes open at least halfway as she remained laying on the floor of the foyer.

At first, it was difficult to discern whose voice belonged to whom. There was a mix, mostly female, and Shizuka was in too much pain to really pay attention. At the mention of a few names, some thoughts started coming together in her mind, and she realized she recognized at least half of these people. But how did they all end up in the same place? Where were they? Shizuka's eyes slowly moved from side to side as she surveyed the room, coming to realize she knew exactly where she had been taken. She knew this mansion. She recognized this foyer.

Her hands slowly rose up from the ground where she still lay flat and braced against her chest. She noted how hard the muscles felt, how defined each pec was. She came to realize her arms felt larger than normal and way more muscular than she ever was before. Her eyes widened as a smirk grew on her face, and without even glancing down a single time, she gently slid her hands down her beautifully-formed abs, each finger moving up and down against the rigidness. Her hands reached her lower belly and she felt every bit of the V-shape that led down into her pants, so naturally she reached in just enough to feel the enormous growth that now protruded from her pelvis. This was what represented her personality. Go big or go home, right?

Shizuka let out a pleasured moan as soon as she realized what was happening, arching her back a bit as her right hand stayed within her pants and her left reached up to grab her own hair. As she spoke, she pulled her right hand out and had it placed on her stomach. "Ohhhhhh fuck yes..." she hissed in a seductive tone. She didn't care who noticed.

As she sat up, she swayed a bit from side to side and used her hands to brace herself from behind. Still on the floor, she took a moment to look around and saw an incredibly handsome man with green hair, a woman who looked entirely too much like Kaen with boobs, another handsome man with black hair, and.... Oh my god. Luke?! Shizuka knew that little tuft of white hair anywhere! And the panicking! He was panicking just as he had before when they got stuck in this mansion together with strangers. Fortunately, it didn't take long before some names were confirmed. Celes and Kaen. Shizuka definitely knew them both.

"So we all got stuck this time, huh?" Shizuka spoke, her tone masculine and only what could be described as akin to Henry Cavill in The Witcher. She let out a low laugh. "Fuck, this is gonna be fun. Celes, I didn't realize you were stuck here, too. I like your look."

Shizuka rose to his feet and approached the green-haired man. He reached out and gently took a small amount of hair between his fingers, caressing them softly before letting them fall back against Celes' clothes. He smiled at his now-male friend, very clearly sizing up Celes' new body considerably. If they were going to be stuck in this house together, Shizuka knew exactly how to make it more exciting. Time with Luke before had proven that it didn't matter what body Shizuka possessed. She had this insatiable thirst that needed to be quenched.

"We can make this a bit easier on each other. You can call me 'Hezuka' now. Make sure you remember for when you're screaming my name later." With a wink, Hezuka turned and made his way to Luke. "As for you... I can't believe I almost forgot how much of a good time you gave me when we were here before."

Hezuka sized up Luke's female form, as well. He really hit the jackpot. If there were anyone to be forced into a sadistic game with, it'd be these two. Even in their properly-sexed bodies, Hezuka couldn't help but remember how Celes looked with her clothes stripped away or Luke's face when 'Shizuka' had a turn with dominating. He truly didn't understand why being in a male body made him fixate on such things so wildly, but he almost appreciated it. How long had it been since he felt this desire? Could he really find a genuine reason to complain?

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{Hezuka's New Look}

[Arcadus]

Arcadus stirred in his sleep, like hearing the footsteps of someone outside his door. Rolling over, he felt something odd, and his clothes snagged in ways they were fitted to not. Squeezing his lids tight before opening them, Arcadus looked around. This was not his beautiful home, this was not his beautiful servants! How did he get here! His hair felt the same, but something was very clearly different. New voices echoed in the foyer, and they recognized this place, from a dream. 


They're body felt very different though. Still muscular, and they felt about the same height, but some things were definitely different. Slenderer hands snaked under skintight silk as Arcadia felt up her now massive shapely globes, fascinatedly exploring them, thumbing now perky nipples as she felt further down. Washboard abs remained, but a distinctive rod was missing, and as her torso tapered, she could feel an ache below, that was confirmed with a brush of finger over lips. 

A moan escaped their other set, and satisfied for now in the changes, standing up, Arcadia stretched shaking their head and spreading their mane, which seemed to have grow quite a bit. Standing up, Arcadia tucked and pinned their body suit to properly support their new G cup assets and looked around, seeing their apparent companions, one of them clearly having a similar idea, their hands also wandering down south. Watching the events around, clearly this male felt a similar need to her. 

Arcadia's steps thumped on the wooden floor as she strutted over, clearly enjoying the scene unveiling as others either made advances on the other, or were getting over their shock at the situation. Walking over, behind Hezuka, the reached a hand over his shoulder, placing it on his shoulder. Towering over him at 7', Arcadia looked own at him, past her breasts, nipples poking through the silk covering.  "It looks like you need a helping hand pretty boy, and I've got two." Chuckling to her self, she sized up her fellows, men and women alike, ogling them while pulling hezuka up agains her abs, barely contained breasts resting on his head. 

"It looks like we're all stuck in the mansion together, and its not like there's any reason to rush. Like boytoy here said, I think we're all going to have a really good time here. I'm Arcadia, by the by." Sly smile, azure eyes and a gorgeous face seemed to glow in the dark mansion, golden hair, contrasting luscious blood red lips; flowing over their shoulders and mixing with Hezuka's. "So, if there's not going to be anyone else joining in, then lets get started." Pretty men and women for her to enjoy, what a wonderful dream! She couldn't wait to play with both of the boys, and that short haired girl would be fun to part open. 

[Yuki & Yui Tsumugi]

The ground had felt cold. It felt nothing like the bed that she'd found herself in what felt like moments before. No, instead it was rough, and uncomfortable. She hated it. Pressing her palms against the ground, and forcing herself to sit up, Yui pressed the bottom of her palms against her eyes and rubbed.

"Ugh," she groaned, "where the heck..?" Her words quickly drew to a stop the moment she heard her own voice. Something hadn't seemed quite right. And it wasn't the shouting and raunchy undertones currently circulating around the room. Looking down to her hands and body, and proceeding with quite the scream, Yui found herself quickly backing up into a nearby fixture.

Taking a precursory glance around, her gaze darted between six distinct individuals, each one having already woken up before her. The lot of them seemed to be getting to know each other rather well, all things considered, and some even seemed acquainted already. One seemed to even have been here before, from the sounds of it. Though, that didn't change the situation at hand.

Looking down toward herself once more, it seemed that she'd - he'd - been changed in a rather drastic way. "H-How on earth did this happen!?" He exclaimed, getting to his feet. Compared to the rest of the group he'd been on the shorter side; something that only further stressed him out. Almost immediately thereafter he began to faintly snap his fingers, trying to calm himself down a bit. Taking deep breaths, and generally keeping to himself, he took the time to simply watch.

In his mind, a distinctly feminine voice echoed out. Oh, where are you now? Wait, why do I sound like this~? This is strange indeed. Lord, it seemed that Yuki was affected by... whatever had him as well. He let out a soft sigh. Had everyone else suffered from this? Was there some way to reverse it? He hoped so.

Though, being dragged from his thoughts almost immediately, the sound of slamming doors settled in, leaving a distinct amount of information about the foyer they were in; four doors and a staircase had been apparent. Two on the left, two on the right, and the grand set of steps leading to a second floor. At a glance each door had been shut; was this the case the entire time?

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{Yuki Tsumugi}

OOC: All right everyone! Feel free to pick your pathways from here, n' we can get the game under way! To quote Rin, "Just gonna let you know that from here on out, there’s four stats you will be keeping track of throughout the rest of the thread. SERIOUSLY KEEP FUCKING TRACK. If you drop to 0 in any one of these stats, you’re dead. There’s two normal stats and two new ones. Everything will be set to 50. Sometimes you’ll take a penalty, and sometimes you’ll gain. Who’s to say!? I didn’t mention this sooner because I’m a hot mess." These are your base stats:

Strength - 50
Speed - 50
Knowledge - 50
Sanity - 50

In dice rolls since there are no 0's on the forum, treat 1's as 0's, 2's as 1's, & 3's as 2's

1 = 0
2 = 1
3 = 2

[Celes Shindazu]

As one would expect, the next few minutes were absolute chaos. Celes would witness every one of her companions, who were mysteriously whisked away to this strange castle, wake up. First, a dark-haired woman who reminded the girl of Kaen, and then a raven-haired guy with vibrant scarlet eyes. Their voice might've been deeper much like her own, but Celes recognized the mannerisms of her disciple. It seemed that Kimiko found herself in this strange place as well.

As Kaen and Kimiko were busy staring into the mirror, the former earning a bit of a glare from the Shinigami, Celes' attention was diverted as the foyer suddenly filled with the desperate, even panicked, screams of a woman. She was screaming bloody murder, frantically banging on the doors and windows but to no avail. It seemed that they were all locked in. If it wasn't for the Bount finding the will to calm down, Celes would've shut her up if needed. After all, there was no telling if who or what brought them here was still nearby.

The Shinigami did not initially take note of the soft moans that filled the room, but the moment she did, the Captain raised an eyebrow. Turning her head, Celes stared at a rather attractive man. "So we all got stuck this time, huh?", the man punctuated with a soft laugh. "Fuck, this is gonna be fun. Celes, I didn't realize you were stuck here, too. I like your look." Celes couldn't help but blink for a brief moment at the compliment. Even stranger still, whoever it was recognized her.

Within the next few moments, 'Hezuka' made his advances. Despite the suggestive nature of it, the Captain's cheeks flushed a bright red. Having her hair fondled like this was surprisingly intimate and left her with fluttering butterflies. "We can make this a bit easier on each other. You can call me 'Hezuka' now. Make sure you remember for when you're screaming my name later." Her eyes widened, Celes cleared her throat and gently grabbed Shizuka's hand to try and move it away from her face. "Flat- flattering, but I think I'll pass." Nothing could hide the sheer embarrassment on Celes' face as her cheeks darkened.

As if to accompany Hezuka's lewd and lascivious comments, it seemed that there was another guest to the party. "It looks like you need a helping hand pretty boy, and I've got two." Emerging from the darkness, shadows practically dripping from her body, the Arrancar was a 7' giant. Thankfully, due to her experiences with Wynne and Benjiro, Celes was no stranger to monstrously tall people. Unfortunately, the woman, much like Hezuka, had no shortage of innuendos and double entendres."It looks like we're all stuck in the mansion together, and its not like there's any reason to rush. Like boytoy here said, I think we're all going to have a really good time here. I'm Arcadia, by the by."

Celes raised an eyebrow, puffing her chest out as she spoke. "No rush? Fun? I wouldn't consider being kidnapped being changed into this as... "fun". If nothing else, her fit just now tells us that we aren't getting out of her through the front doors so we'll have to find another way out." Celes briefly pointed at Lucy as she emphasized the Bount's tantrum. For those who don't know me, I'm Celes. Under the circumstances, though... and for the sake of ease, I'll just go by Caleb.

Having a look around the Foyer, Caleb walked down towards large double doors. There were two pairs of parallel doors and a large stairwell, the latter of which presumably led to the second floor. Shifting toward the 1st door on the right, Caleb tested the handle. It creaked softly with some movement. Turning back and skimming the group, Caleb stared at Yuki and Lucy before curling his finger. "You two. Come with me. Best we move in groups to cover each other's backs." Regardless, Caleb went ahead and opened the first door, kickstarting the exploration through this strange and ominous castle.

[Kaen Youji]

My, my, everyone was coming to now, it seemed. One, two, three.... seven people! And now, based on the look in the mirror she was getting (along with the green haired gentleman's outcry) Kaen had a feeling that most of the "she's" here were probably "he's", and most of the "he's" were "she's". Oh well. She was going to roll with this. Frankly, after the last decade, the anguish, grief and despair that Kaen Youji had been subjected to, Karen Youji was going to take this as a chance to liberate herself from her problems, even just for one night. Besides, this was probably just some grumpy Squad 12 prank, right? And it wouldn't do to give them the reaction they wanted.

"Oh, no... Celes? Kaen? "You gotta be kidding me..."

Oh! Someone who knew him and-- Karen paused to look over the green haired man beside her. "Celes? Looking sharp." She grinned, hand still on her hip as she stepped away from the mirror. Aaaand judging by your inflection, and you knowing us on a first name basis..... Kimiko, right?" She looked Kimiko up and down for a moment, and then grinned mischievously at her. "Something wrong there hun? You look tense~"

Karen's fun was interrupted as the others regained their positions, and one of them, a woman with black and white hair addressed Kaen by name... Err.... after a momentary show of trying desperately to break out. Easy there sunshine, if it was that easy to get out they wouldn't have dropped us in the entrance hall~" She put her free hand under her chin, walking up to Luke and staring her up close in the face. "Mmmm.... you look familiar, but I'm betting when we met we didn't look half this good~" Still holding that grin she stepped back from Luke just in time for Hezuka to wake up.

Celes, why didn't you tell me you had such a nice looking friend huh?" Karen teased, walking up to "Hezuka", and looking "him" up and down. "I bet you were fire before this, huh? Not that you still aren't~" She added with a grin and a wink at Hezuka. She almost missed the last of the group here, a young salmon-haired man regaining consciousness. "Morning~ Welcome to.... Eh, wherever this is." Karen stated, finally taking her hand off her hip to shrug with both arms. "I'm sure we'll be fine with a way to flip this, especially with one of us here clawing at the walls talking all this "not again" stuff. Seems like this lovely lady's been through this before, so.... we'll be fine."

Karen stopped talking in time to see the last of them rise up. My, she was a tall one. "Arcadia huh? Back home my name's Kaen, but.... Well, I'll figure out a new one for now."[/color] She replied, stretching both arms behind her head. She overheard "Caleb's" statement and glanced over at her. "Mmm.... fun as this is, Caleb's right, we should probably get our bearings. If this is someone's idea of a joke, there's gonna be a punchline."[/color] As Caleb claimed his exploration partners, Karen slipped an arm over Kimiko's shoulders, and grinned at Hezuka.

"Either of you two lovely gentlemen mind escorting a lady for a spell?" She asked, still maintaining the broad grin she'd had since this all started.

[Nakajima Kimiko]

The swordsman who was supposed to be the Captain of the Gotei 13's Eleventh Division could only watch in both embarrassment and completely bafflement as his scarlet eyes gazed onto what appeared to be the people she would have to deal with today. She couldn't understand. Somehow, all of these people - and notably strong people at that, if Celes and Kaen were of any indication alongside Kimiko himself - had all been captured by an unknown person or group, all had their genders switched expertly as though this was how their bodies were meant to appear if they would have had been born this way, and were all attributed clothes that fitted their new frames. No, not just that. If she could make of herself a proper reference to that particular matter, they were even given clothes that differed altogether from what they usually wore. Normally, she wore her Shinigami robes as well as her haori. This jacket and these pants, in comparison, were nothing alike.

As he accomplished this analysis, the crow-haired man couldn't help but frown. Again, how the hell did this happen? Surely, someone couldn't have just showed up in his room and physically brought him here. He would have heard them; no, he would have simply felt them, especially given how difficult his sleeps had become lately. And yet, he never once did, and neither did his Inner Hollow, who - knowing how she was - would have most definitely reacted to this should she have had the time. Then, did this mean that this kidnapping was of a mystical or supernatural origin? Was it achieved through the likes of portals or a tool that somehow allowed someone or something to quite simply move people towards wherever they wanted? Well, however they must have achieved this, the one responsible for this mess was most likely some kind of prankster. Yes, that could be the only explanation. Either that, or some kind of strange individual who enjoyed switching people's genders.

A few more guesses would come to Kimiko's mind as he attempted to make sense of this. However, before he could actually do so, he would then hear a two distinct voices within his head. One appeared to be owned by some kind of older woman, somewhat sickly and frail, while the other was younger, sharper. The first appeared to be left astonished, yet pleasantly surprised by this whole matter, if only because he had not expected it. The other, in comparison, was a bit quieter. Her words were spoken quicker, more rapidly than ever, and although they were each briefer than the last so as to maintain a sense of seriousness, Kimiko could feel the immense amount of utter embarrassment behind them. It was enough to cause him to lightly pat the hilt of the black sword with a brief sigh. "I know, I know. Just... hang in there. We're gonna try to fix this," he would mutter quietly as he spoke to the prideful spirit within the blade. So this spell that was affecting him was also affecting Zanpakuto spirits... Nevermind. There was nothing physical about this. This was most definitely entirely supernatural in nature.

While she would comfort the poor Taishokukane, Kimiko would eventually hear a feminine voice which spoke towards his direction. Raising his head away from his blade, the swordsman would realize that Kaen appeared to be the one who was speaking to him. From the looks of it, she appeared to be taking this quite well. In fact, she barely seemed to be phased by all of this, and seemed to be very willing to go with the flow. The fact he could keep his cool in this moment was something that caught the Shinigami Captain rather off-guard, especially when he heard her call him "hun", of all things. Nevertheless, with a groan, he would decide to give the Vice-Captain attention. "Of course I am! How can I not be tense after being kidnapped and turned into this?" He would ask with a discouraged tone for a moment, showing further disappointment to the woman's attitude, before he then looked away with a visible blush. "Doesn't help that the weight I'm used to carry has been moved somewhere else! Now, I have to deal with this... with this weird... thing... Ugh, man..."

Though this change of topic was completely unconscious, Kimiko unfortunately was now downright stuck onto it. For years, he had made sure to tailor each and every one of his movements so as to maximize the speed and precision of his female body. This took into account its curves and its sizes, especially its cup size and its thighs, for those two were the larger and, arguably, the most intrusive elements to note while moving. The second element was especially tough to deal with, as the decades of running and training in the Hohō arts had left them toned and enlarged with muscle. But, it paid off. Before today, he had effectively constructed a physique that was able to move or attack in any direction and from any angle without fear of somehow losing her footing or bumping into something. It was a pinnacle of physical aptitude, something that could have only been conceived with the training regimen that he had made for himself.

But this body, in comparison, lacked any of these qualities. In fact, it felt incredibly wrong. As he mentioned openly to Kaen, his previous body's cup size appeared to have naturally disappeared, which was to be expected. However, it hadn't completely disappeared. Instead, it had been lessened to a certain extent, and then moved towards the lower body. To add to this, the thighs of this new body had not only been somewhat lessened in comparison to those of his original body, but they had also been left devoid of their previous power. Though he hadn't moved very much since he had awoken from his previous slumber, he could tell that these new legs were not going to allow him to move as quickly as usual. In other words, this body was simply weaker in comparison to his previous body. How this was the case, he couldn't exactly explain. Just from a quick look, he could tell that he was still toned in the right places, more so than the standard Human. And yet...

In hopes to perhaps think of something else, the swordsman would attempt to solely focus on the matter of power, and thus would look towards the others. He wanted to see if the others were experiencing the same issue. Unfortunately, upon seeing them, his mind would immediately be thrown right back towards the first subject. With a comical look of pure disappointment and embarrassment, the Captain would find herself simply staring at the female Kaen, the massive woman that introduced herself as Arcadia, and then the man known as Hezuka. It appeared that none of these three were taking this seriously. If anything, it seemed like they were enjoying this. Arcadia, especially, was putting Kimiko on edge, especially with the way she appeared to be so... enthusiastic, to say the least, about how he perceived the men in the room.  Think of something else, think of something else, think of something else!  He could hear his thoughts scream loudly against the corners of his brain.

Eventually, Kimiko got something else to think about. Hezuka as well as another woman in the group that was practically losing his mind appeared to know what this place was about. They seemed to be aware of its machinations and of how it worked. Upon hearing them, the swordsman would blink, then frown before taking a few steps forward towards them. "You two look like you know what this mansion is. Can you tell us about why they bothered to bring us here, and what's gonna happen now?" He would go on to ask seriously before then catching wind of Celes and Kaen both deciding to use different names. Upon hearing this, Kimiko would quickly glance at them for a moment, blinking before she would then briefly pause as he tried his best to deal with this his own way. Unfortunately, his real name was very feminine. It was going to be a bit awkward to have people call him by that. So then, what could he use? Kaito? No way. It's been a while since he's heard that name, but he'd rather not use it. Then... "Uh... You can, uh... call me... Kirito? Yeah. You can call me Kirito, by the way." 

Kirito. Something about that name somewhat bothered her immensely for some reason, but unfortunately, that was the only name he could come up with for the time being. It just seemed fitting, like the kind of name you would give to someone with two swords. Did that make sense? He wasn't really sure, but either way, he would not have any answer to that question, for suddenly, the sounds of doors being violently closed shut would resonate throughout the manor halls. Frowning, the swordsman would quickly turn his head towards the source of the noise before, then attempt to understand what happened. Due to his lowered senses, the Captain wasn't quite sure as to where the noise exactly came from: all he knew was that it wasn't exactly nearby. Therefore, and perhaps rather unfortunately due to the unknown nature of this place, they would need to go and physically investigate the matter by themselves.

Not before long, Caleb - Celes' new identity - would suggest that they split so as to better scout the area. Kirito wasn't quite sure if he could agree with that, especially given how sudden their visit to this place was. Moreover, he would have preferred to go with Caleb, as he was the person who was most familiar to him in this entire group. With that said, before he could voice his opinion on the matter, Karen - Kaen's new identity - had already approached him and put her arm over his shoulders as she pretty much made a team right on the spot. Much to Kirito's awkwardness, it would appear as though he - the one person who had the least amount of experience in whatever matters that the rest of the people supposedly had - was stuck with those who very much had that experience she was missing, namely Hezuka and Arcadia. "Uh... I... Sure," he would find himself mentally struggling, but eventually giving up to Karen's wishes. He was definitely not going to argue his way out of this.

Well, looks like all they now needed to do was to go find a place to investigate. Trying to ignore the aforementioned embarrassing matter, Kirito would look over the room, then towards the flight of stairs. "I think we should go upstairs," he would suggest Karen as she still held onto him. "That way, we can have both floors covered at once."  

[Luke Clyburn]

<sub>Weird. Did Kaen not recognize him? What was extra weird was how well he was taking this situation. How weird half everyone was in this situation. Waking up in an unknown location with no rhyme and reason in entirely new bodies and all they could think about was, well, how good they looked. Was Luke the only one taking any of this seriously? Actually, no, he wasn’t. The green haired man who identified himself as Celes or rather Caleb. Wait, why were they using a different name? Another person naming themselves Kirito approached and asked about what exactly this mansion was, seeing how Luke revealed he knew a bit about it cus of the tantrum he’d just had.

”Hold on! Before you all start running off just wait a minute. The blonde one and I know a bit about what is going on!” Luke shouted to the group, hoping to stop the few that were already ready to go wandering off into the mansion and at least prepare them with a bit of information. Luke sighed and shook his head. ”The two of us have been here before.” Luke said, tossing a pointed thumb at Hezuka. Though that one had something to say that caused Luke’s ears to turn red when he was forced to remember that time. ”What Caleb said, and what I just proved, is correct. We can’t get out. Not through the front door right now at least. I couldn’t tell you if this is someone’s release ability running wild or some supernatural phenomenon. We never found anyone who could have been casting this place as an ability. But what we’re in is some sort of ‘game’ styled territory.” Luke explained, crossing his arms across his chest.

”I’m sure ya’ll have noticed that it’s not just the shape of our bodies that are different but our physical abilities as well. Our reiatsu is locked too. Whatever this ‘game’ is, it has altered our bodies with its own set of physical and mental characteristics.” Luke flexed a bicep as a show of demonstration that, well, his body was different. ”But that’s not all. The rooms? If I understand it correctly they’re going to be randomized when we open the doors. There might not be rhyme or reason to what we see on the other side. But more importantly is that each room is possibly going to contain something. An item we can use, some weird scary shit, or even the chance for us to improve our, well since it’s a game, our stats. But we can also lose these stats as well.” Luke felt like there was something he was missing. Why had he lost the memories of the last time he was here? What was that crucial piece of information that he was missing? He blinked when he remembered that one weird thing that kept happening.

”I’m not quite sure I understood what was going on at the time but, every so often we’d find a raven or hear ravens cawing throughout the mansion. After a certain point something changed in the house. Like it felt like things had gotten more dangerous. So watch out for ravens. They signal something bad that’s about to happen. I’m sorry that isn’t very clear, but there was another group of people with us the last time we were here who must have been setting things off. A lot of my memories are foggy. Like they were just taken away and only given back now that I’m back in this mansion.” Luke explained. ”I know we didn’t complete the game last time though. But for some reason the two of us were allowed to leave. Maybe we passed some sort of ‘checkpoint’ clause in whatever rules this place obeys and were allowed to leave, but under the condition that we have to play again when the mansion starts its shit up again. So, we have the option of sticking together to stay safe or we can split up and cover more ground. Both options have their pros and cons. If we split up and cover more ground, we have the opportunity to find equipment, bonuses, and even shortcuts through the house. But we risk triggering the house’s ‘end game collapse’ much faster if we do that. It’ll happen eventually at some point though. Staying together lets us watch each other's back, help each other out, explore the house at a slower pace, but we’d be able to better share bonuses and items. It’s up to ya’ll.”</sub>

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

If this was what it was like to be rejected as a man, Hezuka wanted to have none of it. The woman who still existed within him laughed at his misfortune, but quickly quieted herself as soon as the person Hezuka now knew to be 'Arcadia' approached. He smiled, highly entertained at how comfortable she was in her new body. She must be a very confident man in real life outside of this mansion. But now, she was acting as if this was absolutely no big deal, and even though Hezuka knew from experience that the gender swap was a total gimmick, it was still so humorous to see how everyone handled their new bodies individually.

Moments away from taking Arcadia up on her offer, Hezuka's attention was stolen from the giant woman as it roamed until it was caught by another woman who the man had made note of earlier. Kaen, now known as 'Karen,' was one of the others recognized by the Fullbringer when he first came out of his sleep. When she made the suggestion that either he or 'Kirito' could escort her, Hezuka's testosterone radar was flying off the handle as he tried to reign in his dumb male brain. Not that every male brain was dumb, but his certainly was. Everyone had thoughts on what the next steps should be, and as he was about to make a decision, it suddenly dawned on him.

Luke didn't know that Shizuka was friendly with any Shinigami, and two of them were in this room. Along with Luke.

With an awkward laugh, Hezuka removed himself physically from any entrapment bestowed upon him by the ladies and actively made an effort to not bother Caleb again. Karen was going to be dangerous unless he could somehow get his point across to her that them acknowledging they know each other was a bad idea, and he had no clue how to tell her that. But just when he started to feel stuck and attempted to hide somewhere else within the foyer just to avoid people, Lucy started talking and explaining the rules of the game. That's right! Of course she'd remember from last time! But were the rules all she remembered?

Once Lucy was done explaining, Hezuka, now significantly calmer than he was when he woke up, decided to chime in. "She's right. We've both been here before. Last time, Lucy and I were partnered up with each other but we have no idea what happened to the rest of the people who got stuck here with us. So having gone through this game in split up teams before, I may suggest we stick together. We're all significantly weaker now and I think you all can feel that. We have no powers. We're just like normal humans which I'm sure pisses some of you non-humans off, but you can suck it because this was my entire life before I finally got my abilities." No need to attack them, dude. Speak normally.

"Anyway, maybe, um.. you said your name was Karen?" Hezuka did his best to pretend he didn't know her. He had to sell it as best as he could to prevent judgment from others, namely the Bount with whom he had a shared history. "If we do split up, how would you like to accompany me?"

A charming smile and utter serenity overshadowed any previous behaviors the man had. He was going to play the part of a gentleman as best as he could to try to teach these other guys-now-ladies how it's done. Maybe by the time they got back into the real world, they'd learn a thing or two from the Ultimate Man known as Hezuka.

[Arcadus]

Arcadia watched as the other people around her looked started to discuss the plan and their previous encounter with this mansion. Her experience in it prior was incredibly short lived, so she stayed silent and listened as Hezuka pulled away from her. She was a little saddened by Hezuka taking his attention off of her, and giving it now to Karen. None the less, it was worth listening to what they had so say, considering that they couldn't all just sit around and polish door knobs and cut up carpet. 

Arcadia tisked at Hezuka trying to pair off with Karen, and deciding to set her sights on another, looked over at Caleb. "Well, sweetie, we probably should split up. Even if we stick together, we could get seperated by whatever is in here." Looking around the room, Arcadia took note of the surroundings, doors windows, and the apparent lack of fixtures and furniture. If the prior runners of this maze had such difficulty, then it was likely bashing open windows would not be an option.

She felt extremely uncomfortable in this form, not for the swap in body, but the utter reduction to average human might and spirit. It was demoralizing, crushing, and if she wasn't exceptionally excited by the premise of this situation, excitement that was waning in favor of dread, she'd be actually quite scared of all of this. Arcadia at full power would have just walked through the walls or bashed down every door, but a human Arcadia. That scared her. 


Strength - 50

Speed - 50

Knowledge - 50

Sanity - 50

[Yuki & Yui Tsumugi]

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{First Floor}

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{Second Floor}

Scrambling to his feet, Yuki took the opportunity give a quick, notably concerned wave to Karen. "P-Please to meet you," they started, before eventually rising to his feet. Taking another precursory glance around the place, it seemed both old and new at the same time; like the furniture here had been well over a century or so old, but there was no signs of age on the place. It was like it had been maintained by someone rather well.

As Karen made mention of reversing whatever the heck had gone on, Yuki let out a sigh of relief. Fifteen seconds in, and he was already hating this! He just wanted his old body back! Though, before he had the opportunity to ponder more on that, it seemed that a number of people were in the middle of conversational exchanges. Namely, it seemed that the girl with multicolored hair had something rather important to say.

"R-Ravens?" He asked, "I'll make note of that." Nodding his head, Yuki did his best to try to comprehend just what had been going on here. It felt quite a bit odd that everything seemed to be like some kind of game. Though, how exactly were things going to change!? The thought left nothing more than a sour taste in his mouth.

Looking over everyone for the time, Yuki made sure to listen carefully to everyone's name, nodding along with introductions. He wanted to remember them! Especially given the fact that these were the only people around, from the looks of it. He'd probably end up forgetting, but not if he could help it! In turn, he needed to introduce himself. "Y-Yuki Tsumugi," he started, following Kirito's own introduction. Giving a soft wave of his hand, Yuki did what he could to calm himself down.

"Aw, don't be like that~" a Hollow in his mind echoed out, "loosen up a bit, Yuki, try to have some fun~!" Following another chuckle from that effeminate voice, Yuki sighed once again. Hopefully she wasn't going to be bothering her all night. He didn't exactly know how long he was going to be able to handle something like that.

As Caleb made motion for him to join her, Yuki nodded her head, and immediately trotted over. "Understood!" He spoke, turning back to the rest of the group, "b-be safe, everyone! Call out if anything happens!" Taking a deep breath, he took the opportunity to face the door Caleb opened once more.

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Lucy, Caleb, and Yuki - The Garden - Event

As the door creaks and forces open, naturally not without a little bit of force, the triad is left with a view that leads seemingly out into the night. A stone pathway leads to another building in front of them, occasionally lit up from lightning strikes. As the door is opened, a clear sound of rain can be heard, as the pittering and pattering of droplets collide with the path in front of them.

For the most part, all remains rather dark, until the occasional lightning strike, followed by the booming of thunder. Though, as Caleb steps foot out into the garden, another flash of lightning occurs to reveal a small figure, easily no more than eight or so inches tall. Made from what looks to be straw with a simple smile and two dots for eyes almost painted on where its head should be, a small doll stands watching the group, before lunging toward the green-haired boy with a small spear.

Taking to the air with a surprising leap, the doll aimed to jab the small weapon into Caleb's chest, around the general sternum area. Given its size, and the almost cartoonish size of the weapon that it had been wielding, even if it struck true, such wasn't likely to cause the girl an insurmountable amount of damage. She'd be okay. Hopefully.

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Karen, Kirito, Hezuka, and Arcadia - Foyer & Upper Landing

Depending on where the current group had decided to split up amongst themselves, there were a few different options. In the Foyer, three doors still remained unopened; the one just north of where Caleb and the lot had entered, leading lord only knew where. On the other side of the hall, there were two more doors, perfectly lined up with the other two that had been on the right side.

Similarly headed up the stairs from there, the group that decided to explore the upper floor were to be met with a rather peculiar sight; instead of leading off into a hallway or anything, the upper landing simply led to four more doors; one in each of the cardinal directions, to be opened at the group's leisure. The question remained, which route was next to be explored? 0-2·0-2·0-2·0-2