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**PeculiarChangeling** · February 11th, 15, 05:33 AM

Emilia's Fire Illusion +4: 5 (Very good pass)
Emilia's Bladder Test: 13 (Pass)

As Emilia cast her spell of illusions, unburning fire erupted around her, making the shopkeeper scream in terror and stumble backward, shouting for help. She felt her bladder suddenly fill, but was able to cross her legs with a squish of her padding and keep from having another accident. The spell was cast as well as she could have hoped, the heat feeling real even though it caused no injury or harm to anything, not even singing clothes if a keen eye were to notice.

"WITCH! Witch!" Someone shouted, pointing over at the fire erupting around her. "Summon the guards!"

**Random24** · February 11th, 15, 03:58 PM

Taylor let out an exasperated sigh as she failed to tug the lid off. She almost threw the thing away in frustration before she realized how stupid that'd be. "Okay... well, let me have some of this first, or I think I might die." She mumbled the last part, too desperate at this point to even care that she'd have to try sucking from the bottle. The liquid was in her hands and so close now, she could not deny her mouth sweet relief... Though, a few seconds after drinking enough to wet her lips, she began to regret some of the looks she was getting.

"Yeah... you're right. I don't think she's here anymore, but as long as we stay here we're much easier to..." Taylor turned to identify the source, but knew it had to be from that other girl from before. She panicked as they cried out 'witch,' despite knowing they were not talking about her. She muttered a curse under her breath and was forced to try securing her bottle. "Come on! We need to get out before the guards block off the market!"

**kfire** · February 12th, 15, 03:58 AM

That could have worked out better... Emila mentally berated herself. I can't let my feelings get the better of me! Still, it worked as the distraction she was looking for. Quickly, while the shopkeeper was still turned away and flailing uselessly at the false flames, Emila grabbed the closest dress from the rack and snatched up what looked like the merchant's coffer from the low table. Pressing the box into Zeb's hands and throwing the dress over one shoulder, she grabbed his wrist and started pulling him along with the movement of the fleeing crowd.

"Help! Guards! Witch! Fire!" She shouted as they moved, hoping to blend in as simply another panicked citizen...and, she thought as a sharp pain shot through her groin, one who desperately needed the loo...

**PeculiarChangeling** · February 12th, 15, 06:42 AM

(I'm only posting for Amai here since she's behind, since I want to give everyone else a chance to react before moving the plot along.)

Amai's bravery check: 17 (Very Poor fail.)

Amai emerged from the tent just as the flames erupted, and without any knowledge of what Emilia was trying to do, she stumbled back in fear. It looked like her friends were in there, burning, but she couldn't make it out and she couldn't bring herself to look more closely as she felt the heat getting closer. Screaming, she turned and ran in the opposite direction, quickly getting lost in the crowd.

**Quixote** · February 12th, 15, 11:08 PM

Francis watched in surprise as Taylor sucked at the bottle, he was amazed that she was thirsty enough to resort to that. “You’re not afraid that’s cursed?” He asked her as she finished drinking. No sooner had he asked than he heard the shouts of witch! He quickly looked around and realized that whatever the commotion was it wasn’t near them. His first thought was to fear that the sorceress really was back.

He nodded at Taylor. “You’re right.” He said as he walked towards the exit, keeping his hand on Taylor’s arm so they wouldn’t get separated in the increasingly scared crowd. “Zeb! Amai! This way!” He shouted out, hoping the rest of the group was close enough to hear him, and that they’d exit close enough to find each other again.

**Lihocan** · February 13th, 15, 05:25 AM

Zeb had watched the eruption of fire from around the toddler-dressed girl at his arm in shock- such power she had! Even more shocking was when she reached across and snatched a dress for herself and the merchant's money box, pushing it into his hands before pulling off the scene.

The armored warrior waddled-ran behind his sodden-diapered companion, flabbergasted at such a display of theft; every ounce of his knightly honor code raged against it, but he could not deny that they'd gotten what they'd needed. Looking down into the box, his eyes widened: there were at least 100 thrones in the box! He shook his head- how could he allow this to come into their hands so unlawfully!

But there was little time for moral considerations. Looking around at the growing crowd the 'witch' had attracted, he searched for Taylor and Francis and Amai, calling out to them.

"Hurry, we've got to meet up with the others and get out of here!" He called to Emila.

**PeculiarChangeling** · February 13th, 15, 05:35 AM

Zeb's Agility Check +2: 18 (Very poor fail)
Emilia's Agility Check +2: 20 (Critical Fail)
Emilia's Bladder Check -4: 17 (Pass)
Emilia's Vitality Check: 2 (Very good pass)

Francis's Agility Check +4: 15 (Pass)
Taylor's Agility Check +6: 4 (Extremely good pass)
Taylor's Magic Check +4: (Barely a pass)
Taylor's Bladder Check -2: 1 (Critical... Fail. On a bladder check. Huh, how do I handle this? I suppose...)
Taylor's Second Agility Check: 17 (Fail)
Which leads to Francis's Second Agility Check: 6 (Pass)
Amai's Bravery Check: 5 (Pass)

Emilia took off running, one arm holding onto the dress and the other clutching Zeb's wrist as she dragged him along, all the heavy armor and confusion included. Stumbling as her legs wobbled, though, (the diaper making her movement more awkward than it should have been,) her ankle hit a loose stone and she ate pavement, tumbling forward. She wasn't hurt, and she managed to keep her bladder in check, but nothing could help that she was on the ground, the stolen dress lost to the wayside, and that guards were circling around.
Zeb fared little better, and though he managed to pull his wrist away when Emilia fell, he stumbled over her and crashed loudly into a fruit cart, smashing headlong into its side and making it tumble, spilling old apples everywhere. He was fine, but he too was in a tight spot.

The bottle's contents tasted like manna from heaven, quenching Taylor's thirst immensely, though she could sense an aftertaste of magical energy on it... Until she pulled the bottle away, looking for the source of the sudden shouts, when the thirst returned in spades. Nodding to Taylor, she followed behind him, until she surprisingly felt her bladder suddenly fill. As Francis tugged her along, she managed to keep up until the need to go overwhelmed her and her bladder gave way, soaking her tunic as urine ran down her legs. Her feet slipped, and she tumbled forward, landing on the ground with a 'thud'. Francis managed to jerk away before falling himself, though, keeping his feet.

After running lost into the crowd, Amai managed to stop to catch her breath, coming to her senses. Hearing voices calling her name, she turned towards them, anxiously shouting, "Francis?"

**Random24** · February 14th, 15, 06:34 AM

Taylor... hadn't really thought about that beforehand. 'Oh crap!' She soon realized that she could feel some hint of magic i this, but... it felt so amazing! She had to keep drinking, there wasn't anything else. Unfortunately, her thirst quickly returned once the bottle was out of her mouth. How the heck was she...

"Oh no..." She muttered to herself as she felt her bladder inexcusably fill up. There was nothing she could do to stop what was coming next, despite how much she thought her toilet training would hold up. It took a considerable effort to not break down in shame at what she had done, or even stick the bottle back into her mouth. No. She and Francis had to get out of here, at least most people wouldn't pay her much attention til they got away.

Taylor attempted to get to her feet and run out and away from the market, maybe she'd ask Francis for the old clothes he had taken... Or hope that the rest of the group would be more understanding of her plight.

**PeculiarChangeling** · February 15th, 15, 04:45 AM

(I've got little to say, except
EVERYONE START POSTING AGAIN! :P
Amai is behind, Kfire is a little behind, Quixote and Lihocan are just barely behind. I can't post if I have nothing to work with. I understand it's a holiday today and everyone is busy, but at least let me know if you don't have time to post on any given day, okay?)

**Lihocan** · February 15th, 15, 05:19 AM

Zeb landed with a tumble into the fruit stand, knocking colored orbs this way and that. Shaking his head he saw Emila fall to ground harshly, just as the crowd closed in around her. Stumbling to his feet, Zeb brandished his shield, unable to bring himself to ever use his sword against civilian forces. "Stand back!" He called, going to the wet-diapered girl lying on the ground next to her dress. "I'll handle this!" He called to the guards, trying to appear official and respectable in his armor. "She's..." He thought quickly, not used to lying though. "She's just a petty thief that you shouldn't waste your time with. No witch here, I assure you!"