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omegafriends2014-10-26 11:34 pm
omnitrixter) wrote in omegafriends2014-10-26 11:34 pm
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7th Transformation [Action]
[Scenario A]
"More..."
The blue alien was starting to go on a rampage. Where before he'd stop a bad guy and then eat whatever metal was nearby, now he was eating it wherever he went. In less than two days, he'd eaten a car wash, its sign, and a giant metal statue of a cartoon character eating a burger.
Big Chill--and by extension Ben 10--was swiftly becoming less a hero and more of a menace.
Right now, he was snacking on a skyscraper's exposed girders.
[Scenario B]
Ben walked along as if in a trance. There were dark circles under his eyes from apparently restless nights that he couldn't remember clearly. On top of that, he'd found himself waking up in a ditch more often that not nowadays. He was tired and even hungrier than usual. Sometimes he just blanked out at random points in the middle of the day.
Of course, should someone bother him, he'd be irritable and snappish and nowhere near like his normal self. And if someone picked a fight with him, he'd be more than happy to take them up on it. He'd even been getting into trouble at school because of it.
[Scenario C - Gwen Tennyson Only]
"I really appreciate you coming over to talk to him," Sandra told her niece. "He just hasn't been himself lately. Getting into fights at school, ditching class, snapping at us...I know teenagers can be difficult, but it's like a pod person has taken over for my son."
While she and Carl could be very hands-off and let Ben make his own decisions, the phone calls of delinquent behavior were getting worse, not better. Hopefully his favorite cousin could straighten him back out.
"More..."
The blue alien was starting to go on a rampage. Where before he'd stop a bad guy and then eat whatever metal was nearby, now he was eating it wherever he went. In less than two days, he'd eaten a car wash, its sign, and a giant metal statue of a cartoon character eating a burger.
Big Chill--and by extension Ben 10--was swiftly becoming less a hero and more of a menace.
Right now, he was snacking on a skyscraper's exposed girders.
[Scenario B]
Ben walked along as if in a trance. There were dark circles under his eyes from apparently restless nights that he couldn't remember clearly. On top of that, he'd found himself waking up in a ditch more often that not nowadays. He was tired and even hungrier than usual. Sometimes he just blanked out at random points in the middle of the day.
Of course, should someone bother him, he'd be irritable and snappish and nowhere near like his normal self. And if someone picked a fight with him, he'd be more than happy to take them up on it. He'd even been getting into trouble at school because of it.
[Scenario C - Gwen Tennyson Only]
"I really appreciate you coming over to talk to him," Sandra told her niece. "He just hasn't been himself lately. Getting into fights at school, ditching class, snapping at us...I know teenagers can be difficult, but it's like a pod person has taken over for my son."
While she and Carl could be very hands-off and let Ben make his own decisions, the phone calls of delinquent behavior were getting worse, not better. Hopefully his favorite cousin could straighten him back out.