Envy (
exeggutorhead) wrote2013-05-31 08:09 am
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Unknown Transformation [FOURTH WALL]
[There's one incredibly displeased homunculus skulking around Goldenrod City on Friday. He had been almost anticipating this weekend after last time, when he remembered getting all his powers back for those few days. And true, he did have them back now. Well, most of them.]
[The speed, the quick healing, and the strength are all present and accounted for. But something seems to have glitched on his transformation. Envy is stuck. Not in the normal, palmtree headed form everyone knows, that would be frustrating but tolerable. No, he's stuck in his true, original form. The first thing he did--after he was finished cursing and putting fist-sized holes in the nearest building--was steal himself a hoodie. He's too tall and broad-shouldered now to fit into anything he already owned, and he doesn't want to walk around showing this form to everyone and their Growlithe. Never mind that nobody would know it's him. It's the principle of the thing, damn it.]
[He can be found anywhere in the city that day, hood pulled up over his head and hands shoved in his pockets, wearing a scowl on his face. And occasionally kicking trashcans to send them sailing a good twenty feet away. Despite the jacket, he doesn't notice the heat at all. He's also being followed by a Tyranitar and a Zoroark that people familiar with him might recognize.]
[At midnight that night, though, whatever was wrong with his powers manages to fix itself. So he'll be spending Saturday and Sunday with his mood much improved, taking advantage of the few precious days a year when he gets to look however he wants.]
[That and cause as much no-consequences trouble as he wants.]
[The speed, the quick healing, and the strength are all present and accounted for. But something seems to have glitched on his transformation. Envy is stuck. Not in the normal, palmtree headed form everyone knows, that would be frustrating but tolerable. No, he's stuck in his true, original form. The first thing he did--after he was finished cursing and putting fist-sized holes in the nearest building--was steal himself a hoodie. He's too tall and broad-shouldered now to fit into anything he already owned, and he doesn't want to walk around showing this form to everyone and their Growlithe. Never mind that nobody would know it's him. It's the principle of the thing, damn it.]
[He can be found anywhere in the city that day, hood pulled up over his head and hands shoved in his pockets, wearing a scowl on his face. And occasionally kicking trashcans to send them sailing a good twenty feet away. Despite the jacket, he doesn't notice the heat at all. He's also being followed by a Tyranitar and a Zoroark that people familiar with him might recognize.]
[At midnight that night, though, whatever was wrong with his powers manages to fix itself. So he'll be spending Saturday and Sunday with his mood much improved, taking advantage of the few precious days a year when he gets to look however he wants.]
[That and cause as much no-consequences trouble as he wants.]
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[...and, well, if there's anything good about being stuck in this form, it'd be the opportunity to mess with Ed. He hasn't forgotten the spectacular reaction he got back in the underground, and getting to do that again would make his day so much better. But first, he's got to get Ed's attention.]
[He decides to do this by drawing up to walk alongside Ed and then casually sticking his foot out to trip him. He's spent the past two and a half years learning all about nonviolent ways to be incredibly petty and spiteful. And while the hoodie does cover most of his hair and hides his face from the side, if Ed looks at him straight on it'd be hard to miss the eyes and the facial structure.]
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[Ed manages to catch himself with his right hand before his face meets the dirt. He shift his head up to look at the guy.]
[There, in the face he could see it and he glares. Ed gets to his feet, brushing his hands together.]
Got nothing better to do than trip people in the street, Envy?
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What a lucky guess you've made. What gave me away, pipsqueak?
[He's looking infuriatingly casual as he shrugs, as though he couldn't care less that he's been figured out. From what he remembers of these weekends though, he is expecting Ed to have his alchemy back, so underneath that casualness he's ready for that.]
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I've seen your ugly face enough to recognize certain features.
[Ed shifts to his feet, patting himself down with his hands to get the dust off his coat.]