by Narrator » Thu Aug 01, 2019 6:54 pm
"Oh, we don't do green aliens here. Green's reserved for positive things. We're very much into red these days."
The makeup lady started working on Bruce's face. The "makeup"? Smelled very sweet -- some kind of food coloring and icing mix? Alright, Will, you do you. "Say ahhh," she added, painting Bruce's teeth to make them look more rotting and feroicious.
She paused for a minute, tapping her teeth. And then she reached towards Bruce's face, grabbed him right around the eyes, and TUGGED. She pulled them straight up, stretching them into eyestocks, like he was a....well, like he was a Will, to be quite honest. It didn't hurt or anything -- quite the opposite -- but it would probably be disconcerting, and his sight-line was now a good foot and a half higher than normal.
Robin's makeup man, on the other hand, cracked his knuckles as he approached Robin, and started more directly manipulating her features, tugging on the top of her head to make it a longer, pointier thing, squeezing here and there to create pocks and craters, tugging on Robin's teeth to make them closer to what Bruce had going on.
"How do you feel about extra arms? Or tentacles?"