Robin Stanton wrote:Over on the stoop where Roofing-Material-Robin is lieing the tarred up shingles stir and from them emerges an arm, followed by a shoulder and then the rest of Robin. She looks ashen, like most color has been drained out of her and she goes into a hacking cough that results in a thick glob of tar.
"Oh that tastes so bad, you guys..." she says, regaining a little color, even if that color is mostly green.
And then she proceeds to have some kind of full-body seizure that results in a third arm growing out of the side of her chest, though it doesn't look anything like one that should belong to her, it's pale with reddish-freckles and reaches up to grab her face, turning her hair green where the pale fingers touch her roots. And with her two normal arms flailing she falls over backwards into the ankle-deep water.
Robin Stanton wrote:The next change is subtle. Just a couple of almost imperceptible changes ripple through Robin that smooth out her hair, fix a couple scrapes and bruises and restore her pinkish color to her cheeks and hair.
The follow-up is a lot more noticeable because she turns into a green beagle and lets out a confused bark.
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