In a room
The sign reads
"Welcome all new travellers.
To continue you must go through a series of doors.
After going through you will pick a costume. You will then become a half- human and half that creature.
After a week(100 mins a hour,20 hrs a day,10 days a week) has passed you may morph and get another costume. To start of with you will only be able to become 40% human to 60% human.
If you put on a costume you will then become that creature, be teleported to it's home town and have to wait a week before being able to morph.
After 50 costumes you may change into one of your other costumes and become 30% to 70% human. When changing costumes you must wait at least an hour before you can change costumes again.
100 different species/gender costumes allows you to gender-morph and become 20% to 80% human
200 different species costumes allows you to combine costumes and become 10% to 90% human
400 different species costumes allows you to return to your world with no more morphing
And 800 different species costumes makes a polymorph and allows you to morph outside of this world.
Also if you have a costume like a centaur then the human part will always be human and is counted towards the human percentage.
Any gender/species transformation magic of yours can only change your gender(if you have at least 100 costumes) and the animal part to a different animal.
When you change into a different costume (that you already have) you may teleport to that species home town but you will have the week penalty where you have no costume changes.
If you die while wearing a costume you will be reborn at the local inn (or appropriate location ). If you have more then 100 costumes you will lose the costume you had when you died and go to an appropriate place for your next costume.
If you fail to make it out in 100 years(100 weeks in a year) one of your possible forms will be chosen and you will be permanently stuck in that form(apart from magic) until you die. Also there will be no possibility of going back to your world.
Also, one final note: should you take a female form and become pregnant, you won't be able to change your gender until the child is born, though the other aspects of your form may change (the child will change to match.) That is all, and good luck!
You realise that you have to do what the sign said to do and go through the doors and grab a costume.
Alternatively you could use the key system to determine the room
Written by Catprog on 11 February 2004
Normal Land
You go through the door.
All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.
There are two more doors however and both of them have a sign on them saying
Costume room for
Element: Land
Type: Normal
Gender: ????
So which door do you want
Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
Male Normal Land
You go through the door.
All of a sudden it slams shut and with no handle on this side it appears that you are stuck.
There are five costumes in this room, all of them male, all of them are normal land creatures.
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Written by Catprog on 26 February 2004
HERE DOGGIE DOGGIE!
you notice a beagle costume so you decide to slide on the head then the paw feet and the rest soon you feel a change and you watch in horror in a mirror as y<spanSumTF>Y</spanSumTF>ou have become a beagle taur.
Written by Racerboy on 15 September 2006
Good Grief!
You barely have time to look at yourself before the world starts spinning around you.
When it stops, you find yourself standing on a sidewalk next to a pretty nondescript street that runs between two rows of gardens with houses in them. Looks
like a typical suburb somewhere in the world.
You remember what you were told about getting transported to a suitable habitat and realize this must be it. Most dogs are domestic pets, so this makes more sense than ending up out in the wilderness somewhere.
But does that mean you are someone's pet now? And why does this street seem so strangely familiar, like something you have seen in a movie? Well, you're not going to find out by standing here, so after getting your new legs sorted out you start walking slowly down the street...
"Snoooopyyy!"
You stop and turn in the direction of the shout, and see a short stubby kid with a round, almost bald head running towards you waving something in his hand. He's wearing black shorts and a sweater with a familiar zigzag pattern around his midriff.
Of course! That's why the place looked so familiar. You are a beagletaur - not quite Snoopy, but close enough to be drawn to a place that seems inspired by the Peanuts comic strip. And this must be the equivalent of Charlie Brown.
The kid stops in front of you waving what you can now see is a stick. "Stick!" he shouts. "Play stick? Yes?"
You realize that he's acting like a dog, or at least as a dog would if it walked on two and could talk. Guess that means dogs (like you) rule here and humans... well, humanoids... are pets. Looking at him close up, you realize the kid is wearing a collar, which seems to verify your theory.
While you are thinking, Charlie Brown (or whatever his name is) looks you up and down and calms down a bit. "You new?" he asks.
"Yes," you reply in a gruff voice that sounds like Boris Karloff on steroids. You try clearing your throat but that does not really make it any better. "Yes, I am new."
"Oh." He looks crestfallen. "Not Snoopy then?"
Written by Won-Tolla on 20 June 2007
It's A Dog's Life Charlie Brown.
You realize you're going to need some kind of identity if you are going to stay here, and this kid obviously wants you to be Snoopy. Why not? It's not like you have a better idea lined up anyway...
"Yes," you nod.
"Yes, I am Snoopy."
"Yaaaay!! Snoopy!!" The kid dances around you, gives you a hug and waves the stick again. "Play stick, yes?"
"Okay." You take the stick from his hand and pause as you realize you're not sure how the game is played here. You both have hands, so either of you could throw the stick for the other to chase. Then you realize that he answered the question by giving you the stick rather than throw it.
Planting your four feet firmly on the ground, you lean back, stretch your arm backwards and throw the stick across the road into the garden on the other side. As the kid runs across the road and jumps over the fence, you hear a soft chuckle behind you. Sounds like a girl, you think as you turn around and behold a creature definitely not inspired by Schultz.
It's a girl, or at least a female. You can tell that much from her voice and posture. The more obvious signs are hidden by a kind of garment that covers most of her lower body and hangs down enough on the sides to cover what needs covering. You blush slightly as you realize you're naked, and short furred to boot.
She is about your size, and a dogtaur like you. And that's where the resemblance comes to an abrupt end. She is a poodle with a complete poodle cut, and the parts of her fur you can see are dyed a shocking pink.
She grins and wags her fluffy little tail. "I see CB go another one," she says. "You're new here, right? I can tell from your... attire. Or lack of it."
You blush again and nod quietly.
"Well, gotta do something about that," she continues. "Good boy, CB!" The last remark is directed at the small humanoid as he returns clutching the stick in his hand. She pats his head, takes the stick and throws it down the road before she continues as if nothing happened. "Find your home, put something on, make plans."
"I have a home?"
"Yeah, they don't want you just roaming the street. By the way, I'm Lulu." Rather than hold out a hand to shake she sits down, leans to the left and raises her right forepaw in what seems to be a kind of greeting.
You do your best to repeat the gesture. "Pleased to meet you. I'm, eh..."
"Snoopy. I know." She grins and wags her tail as she stands up again. "Matter of fact, with the way CB kept shouting it, I'd say half the block knows by now. It's been a while since we had one."
"Had one what?"
"Snoopy."
"Yes?"
She sighs. "Been a while... since we had.... a Snoopy!"
"There's been others?"
"Look around, Snoopy! Do you really think you're the first who thought of using that name?"
"I see. Now about that home..."
"Well I'd say the most obvious choice would be the last Snoopy's place. Saves you the trouble of changing the sign. Probably needs a bit of cleaning though - as I said it's been a while."
"Okay I guess. How do I find it?"
"Ask CB. He was the last Snoppy's pet, so you can adopt him if you like. Just tell him to go home and follow him."
"Okay."
You look up and down the street and realize it's empty. "Just one question."
"Yes?"
"Where the blazes did he get off to?"
Written by Won-Tolla on 20 June 2007
Walking Miss Lulu
"Well the hums do have a rather short attention span," Lulu the pink poodle taur remarks. "Guess he got tired of not playing, or found someone else to play with."
"The what now?"
"Hums. Like CB. Well, looks like I'll have to play welcome wagon a bit longer. I'm a bit short of time but I can take you to someone who can take you the rest of the way."
She starts walking down the street, and you do your best to keep up. You still have some trouble shuffling your feet right, but then you look at Lulu's feet and try to imitate her gait. That works better - a bit too well in fact. "You walk like a girl!" she giggles.
You choose to ignore the remark and keep walking side by side until you are ready to put on a bit more speed. "Do you mind if I ask a question?" you ask, eager to change the subject.
"No, but I may mind answering."
"Your costume... Is it like that or did you get a dye job?"
She walks in silence for a while before she answers.
"Is my costume like what now?"
"Oh. Uh, I mean, dogs aren't naturally pink where I come from..."
She giggles and gives you a brief hug. "I know, silly! Just pulling your leg." After a pause she continues. "It was like this when I put it on, trim and all. I haven't had a trim or dye job since I came here. I may consider trying it once I find a place that does it. No luck so far."
"How far is that anyway?"
"Few days short of a month now."
"A month! I thought we could change after a week?"
"Yes, can as in not must. I figure this game's going to take ages anyway, so a month more or less doesn't make much difference. I like this place and the people here, and frankly I get a kind of kick out of being pink."
"And your next costume choice is unlikely to include the Pink Panther."
"Exactly. So i'm staying like this for now. I wake up in the morning, look in the mirror and - Wow! PINK!"
You laugh and realize you can only think of one thing to say next. You try to resist but it's stronger than you.
"So..." you drawl, "are you pondering what I'm pondering, Pinky?"
Written by Won-Tolla on 20 June 2007
The end (for now)