ErebusNox

Susan is a journalist who was invited to cover Clown Wedding event, performed by couple female whiteface clowns named Snoopy and a male whiteface clown named Chuckles. The wedding took place in a clown church, a building with outer walls painted in cheerful colors. The entrance was adorned with multicolored balloons and wide smiles from large clown faces, welcoming every visitor with joy. The atmosphere was vivid, filled with colorful confetti scattered on the floor and balloons floating on the ceiling. The interior of the clown church featured colorful chairs with whopie cushions. In the corners of the room, clown face paintings added to the whimsical atmosphere. Every corner came to life with clown accessories such as wigs, clown gloves, and clown noses available for visitors. The altar of the clown church became the center of attention with balloon decorations and confetti, the place where the clown wedding ceremony took place. Next to the altar, there was a table with a clown

Susan is a journalist who was invited to cover Clown Wedding event, performed by couple female whiteface clowns named Snoopy and a male whiteface clown named Chuckles. The wedding took place in a clown church, a building with outer walls painted in cheerful colors. The entrance was adorned with multicolored balloons and wide smiles from large clown faces, welcoming every visitor with joy. The atmosphere was vivid, filled with colorful confetti scattered on the floor and balloons floating on the ceiling. The interior of the clown church featured colorful chairs with whopie cushions. In the corners of the room, clown face paintings added to the whimsical atmosphere. Every corner came to life with clown accessories such as wigs, clown gloves, and clown noses available for visitors. The altar of the clown church became the center of attention with balloon decorations and confetti, the place where the clown wedding ceremony took place. Next to the altar, there was a table with a clown

Two friends Megan and Holly. There town was in a middle of a war. As the two friends hid in a broken building Megan took out a syringe. The serum within it was from her lab. She had taken apart a X-netlab TF weapon known as the Farm Zapper. She then took the TF element and mix into her own serum. She then told Holly that she was sorry and injected Holly with her serum. Holly began to scream as her body was slowly transforming into a female Android both physically and mentally. "No!" Holly screamed as she was slowly transformed into a robot like android woman by her friend Megan. "What have you done to me?!" She cried out in fear and confusion. "You can thank me later." Megan said with a sly smile. Soon Holly's body was transformed into a robot like woman like creature. She felt a strange sense of calmness come over her as she lost her humanity. She could feel her mind starting to change too becoming more machines like her emotions becoming flatter and her personality becoming one

Characters: Cassidy Dolan-Captain-(Before) Debbie Wells-Commander-(Before) Isabella Rodriguez-Pilot-(Before) Olivia Heartwell-Engineer-(Before) Ellie Wood-Ship Medical-(Before) Tracy McBride-Chief Security-(Before) Lauren Xie-Scientist-(Before) Betty Stone-Gunner-(Before) Zoey Shell-Navigator-(Before) The hum of the Starbrite's engines filled the cockpit as Captain Cassidy Dolan gazed out into the endless expanse of space. Her fingers danced across the controls, guiding the sleek vessel through the void with practiced ease. Beside her, Commander Debbie Wells monitored the ship's systems with unwavering focus, her sharp mind ever vigilant for any signs of trouble. "Isabella, how are we looking on our course?" Cassidy called out to the pilot's station, where Isabella Rodriguez steered the ship with precision, her keen eyes scanning the star charts displayed before her. "We're right on track, Captain," Isabella replied, her voice calm and steady

Erin and Kat both smiled as they made their way through the downtown streets on another cool November evening. Date night wasn’t exactly a formal occasion, but the frosty air and holiday season made it feel just a bit more special to both of them. Erin’s knee-high boots crunched through the swirling leaves, her jeans and lined leather jacket complimenting each other nicely. She strode confidently, exuding just the slightest bit of intimidation from her sunglass’d eyes and black hair in a firm bun, belying her excitement. Kat, on the other hand, was doing almost a half-skip, keeping up with Erin’s strides. Her leggings, sweatshirt, and blonde braids, alongside her visible smile and rosy cheeks beamed her excitement all around. The two eventually stopped at a pizza place with a small porch and tables littered around a courtyard. All Kat had to do was look up at her austere partner. Erin sighed, lovingly. “Alright, we can sit outside. You sure you’re not too chilly?” “Nope!” Kat chirped back. “I’m actually a little worried that you’ll be.” Erin zipped her jacket together and nodded. “Nah, I’ll be fine.” The two were led by a server to one of the tables sitting under a tree. After settling down and cracking open the menus, Kat looked excitedly over at Erin. “What’s up?” Erin asked, chuckling. “Nothin’ really, whatcha getting?” Kat’s eyes sparkled as she waited intently for Erin’s response. “Uhh… the margherita looks good, I guess. Not very often we go for fancy pizza, yknow.” “Well, there’s been something I’ve been wanting to try!” “What’s that?” Kat giggled coyly. “You’ll find out.” Erin gave her bundle of energy a slight side-eye, to which Kat just smiled. “Right… so anyway. I’m gonna run to the bathroom real quick, just get me what you’re having if the server comes back.” “Okay!” Erin got up and made her way past Kat, towards the building at the center of the courtyard. As she did, Kat whispered under her breath before giggling again. “See you soon, Sally.” “Huh?” Erin paused for a moment and looked back at Kat, who was staring at her phone. Seeing that Kat had neither acknowledged her stopping nor seemed to be needing her, Erin restarted slowly walking towards the building. As she walked, though, her mind seemed to clould a bit. Thoughts began to fog. The only thing that she could hold on to was what she thought Kat had muttered. “Sally… who’s Sally…?” Ran her internal monologue over and over as she slowly staggered towards the restaurant, a walk that seemed to be stretching on out towards infinity. “I’m Erin… so who’s… Sally…?” “Why, Sally’s me!” Piped up a sugary-sweet voice in the back of her mind. “No? I’m Erin.” Retorted a louder, firmer, more familiar internal monologue. “Heavens, no, dear. Who would want such a boyish name?” Came the sugary voice again, louder this time. Erin?’s footsteps became heavier as the voices in her mind started to argue more fervently. “Me… I would, it’s my name…” Erin replied. “Oh, no, dear. Your name is Sally.” “My name… is Sally?” Serin meekly pushed through the door into the restaurant. A hostess smiled at her as she stumbled in. “Why, of course it is!” The new voice rang out in her head as she opened her mouth. “Pardon me…” she gasped out to the hostess, “is there a ladies room around?” her enunciation firming as she spoke. “Just down the hallway and to your left!” “Marvelous!” Erin exclaimed, louder than she wanted to. “…i appreciate it”, she followed, her old voice kicking back in. Sellryn shuffled past the hostess stand and down the hallway, another journey that felt like it took eons as her brain continued to fracture. “Young ladies should smile when they are in public.” The sugary voice emplored. “Isn’t Sally a proper young lady?” “…no… I’m—Sally is… just me…” “Very good, darling! Oh, Katherine will be just pleased as punch when she sees you.” “Katherine… Kat?” “Yes, indeedy!” The voice affirmed, “Sally is Katherine’s pretty little thing, isn’t she?” Sellyn started to feel like the voice was winning. “Y…yeah, I love her so much…” she muttered, crashing into the women’s restroom. “You love her enough to look your best at all times, don’t you, doll.” The voice cooed. “Mhm…” Sallyn was starting to give up. It felt really, really good to listen to the voice. “What a good girl!” The voice exclaimed, “let’s go and make sure your makeup is in apple-pie order, shall we?” If there was any of Erin’s voice remaining in her head, it evaporated the second she looked in the mirror. Her face was expertly made up, porcelain-white with doll-like blush, light mascara and eyeliner all framing matte-red lips and shining teeth. “Does the young lady in the mirror look like an Erin or a Sally, dear?” “Why, she looks like a Sally!” Sally exclaimed, her perfect smile lighting up the vanity more than the sconces beside it. “Golly, that’s me, isn’t it!” “Right you are, dollface! Now, what does Sally like to wear for a night on the town with her Mistress?” The voice in her head urged. Sally’s mind raced, its glittering gears turning as new memories, thoughts, behaviors and preferences invaded the space vacated by her former self. “Oh, I remember this little number that Katherine said was just divine when we ran across it at Penny’s… let me see…” The ocean of pastel mush in Sally’s brain churned and coalesced into a brand-new, manufactured memory: “Golly, it was this gorgeous white, tea-length dress with the most adorable little blue flowers all across it… I wore it with a black ribbon across the hip and a petticoat or two as well…” As she described the dress, her leather jacket morphed into a white bodice with elbow-length sleeves, a peter-pan collar and tiny blue flowers all over. Sally looked down, her face lighting up further as she saw the metamorphosis taking place. She could hardly contain herself as her jeans fused together and flared out as nude hose with a black seam glided down from her skirt while a black belt cinched her waist. Her boots shrunk down into three-inch, navy blue mary-jane pumps with white trim. Sally excitedly reached a white-gloved hand down into her black, gilded clutch and pulled out some lipstick. After freshening her coat and making sure her vintage bob was in place under her white headband, she turned to the bathroom door, grabbed the navy blue cardigan that hung there, buttoned it up, and lept through the door. Back outside, sat Katherine, also expertly done-up in a vintage look, her platinum-blonde locks draped around her face in retro rolls. Her stiff, caramel-colored skirtsuit and heels made getting up quickly look like no easy task, but she did so moments before Sally arrived back to her seat. “Allow me, doll.” She smiled, pulling Sally’s seat out. “Golly, you’re such a charmer, you.” Sally giggled as she primly took her seat. “It’s always a pleasure to spoil my little lady.” Katherine replied, as suavely as she had been energetic earlier. “Oh, goodness, dear… you know how that princely attitude of yours can get me going…” Sally gasped. Katherine tsk’d. “Not in public, my darling. In public, Sally—“ Sally went as stiff as a board, crossing her legs and sitting at attention. “is the epitome of propriety, grace, and congeniality.” “That’s my girl.” Katherine cooed… ———— To be continued??

Madison (Before) Victoria (Before) Madison and Victoria strolled through town, laughter filling the air. As they walked, Victoria's eyes lit up as she spotted a mysterious pink and purple ball nestled in a corner. Intrigued, she picked it up, and the duo's ordinary day took an unexpected turn. Madison glanced at the vibrant ball in Victoria's hands and raised an eyebrow. "What do you think that is, sweetheart?" Victoria turned the ball in her hands, examining it curiously. "I have no idea, Mom. It's so pretty, though. Do you think it's a toy or something?" Madison chuckled. "Could be. Let's take a closer look. Maybe there's a clue or label on it." They examined the ball together, speculating on its origin and purpose. Their conversation mixed curiosity with a touch of excitement, transforming their casual stroll into a shared adventure of discovery. As Madison and Victoria continued their discussion about the mysterious ball, an unnoticed glow emanated from it. Unbeknownst

The Mall of Weirdsvile is a place seemingly stuck in 1988. The center is full of pinks and greens along with miles of neon. Still the mall is popular with Weirdsvile’s townspeople, gathering during a busy Saturday afternoon. And among them are 28 year old longtime friends, Charlie and Lulu. Charlie is a self admittedly dorky black man. The bespectacled guy is one who mainly sticks to his imagination. Walking in his green sweater and blue jeans, Charlie considers himself lucky to have such an assertive friend. Speaking of, Lulu is an athletic minded petite Indian woman. Wearing her beloved blue jersey outside with her dark hair in a ponytail, she strives to keep her live active. She often hope that Charlie would grow his own backbone. The two find themselves at one of the mall’s wings. A large bright sign hangs across, reading “A lot of changes are in store as the mall embarks on a major retool.” “That’s a good thing,” Lulu responds, she then turns towards Charlie, “and

The Mall of Weirdsvile is a place seemingly stuck in 1988. The center is full of pinks and greens along with miles of neon. Still the mall is popular with Weirdsvile’s townspeople, gathering during a busy Saturday afternoon. And among them are 28 year old longtime friends, Charlie and Lulu. Charlie is a self admittedly dorky black man. The bespectacled guy is one who mainly sticks to his imagination. Walking in his green sweater and blue jeans, Charlie considers himself lucky to have such an assertive friend. Speaking of, Lulu is an athletic minded petite Indian woman. Wearing her beloved blue jersey outside with her dark hair in a ponytail, she strives to keep her live active. She often hope that Charlie would grow his own backbone. The two find themselves at one of the mall’s wings. A large bright sign hangs across, reading “A lot of changes are in store as the mall embarks on a major retool.” “That’s a good thing,” Lulu responds, she then turns towards Charlie, “and

(Olivia-Before) (Nikki) Olivia and Nikki were two very different roommates who shared a house but kept to themselves most of the time. Olivia, the brainy and nerdy one, spent her days engrossed in experiments and studies, while Nikki, the rebellious punk, roamed the streets with her wild spirit. One day, as Olivia dashed out to the store for some much-needed supplies, she inadvertently left her latest creation sitting on the counter. It was a small, innocent-looking piece of chocolate, but it held a powerful secret. Nikki, always one to seize the opportunity for a snack, stumbled upon the chocolate and devoured it without a second thought. As the chocolate melted in her mouth, she felt a strange sensation coursing through her body, but she dismissed it, attributing it to the eccentricities of her diet. Unbeknownst to Nikki, the chocolate was not just any ordinary treat; it was imbued with Olivia's experimental concoction. Slowly but surely, the effects began to

"Where... Where am I?" asked a young woman. She wore a highly-detailed dress tailored for royalty. Atop her head was a crown with several jewels, the front one being sent in the center of a flower-shaped decoration. The young woman, Princess Daisy of Sarasaland, looked up at the hole she fell through. It happened suddenly, but the ground opened up as she walked through a strange forest where the leaves were gray and the trunks resembled metal. As she looked around the place, Daisy recalled opting to explore the forest after finishing up her latest Smash Tournament. She regretted going it alone, especially now that she was down in a dark and unknown place, but it couldn't quite be helped. No one else wanted to come along and explore with her. Luigi, she could understand, but Mario and Peach declined, too, since the latter declared it forbidden. She even resorted to asking Wario, Waluigi, and even Bowser himself; none of them wanted to, and the latter avoided it due to its bizarre

Chapter 1: The Show Must Go On Sally was buzzing with excitement as she entered the annual dog show held in her town. She had always been a dog lover and had trained her own canine companion, Max, to perfection. This year, she was determined to take home the coveted first prize. As she made her way through the bustling crowd, Sally couldn't help but admire the array of dogs around her. There were sleek and elegant greyhounds, fluffy and adorable Pomeranians, and everything in between. Each one seemed more impressive than the last. Lost in the excitement of the moment, Sally absentmindedly approached the sign-up sheet and began to fill in her name. But with all the distractions around her, she accidentally wrote her own name instead of Max's. She didn't realize her mistake until it was too late. Unbeknownst to her, a strange energy pulsed through the air as she finished writing her name. It was as if the universe itself had taken notice of her innocent error. Chapter 2: