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You are a tiny sassy teen troll in the Homestuck universe who is destined for flatness.
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=> Enthusiasthma. (Jade)

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=> Enthusiasthma.

You are prepared to activate the timer when you remember a bit of advice your friend gave you about the molecular instability of the appearification process. You whip out a piece of protective gear. Well, OK, it's just a jumpsuit, but you seem to recall reading something about unstable molecules on the tag when you bought it. The real trick was getting the thing to shrink down to your size.

Anyway, now that your skintight defenses were prepared you set the timer and hopped into the sendificator.

After taking all the extra time to put on some dorky spandex, your patience has run thin and you speed up the timer remotely and get the heck on with it!

You feel a bit of a tug on your suit, like you're accelerating or something. But you make it to the other side and are greeted by a giant alien face.

"wow! its like an odd little action figure or something?"

Before you can answer, she reaches in and grabs you, and in her excitement you find her grip strong enough to have an effect on your breath. A bit of a negating effect, actually. You can't breathe!

"whoa, its soft... kinda like silly putty... i love silly putty!" She says, touching you on pretty much your whole body.

"whats the deal with the horns, though?" She feels the tips with her thumb and you start to get extra nervous, unsure of what she has in mind when she looks over your helpless form.

"it moves!!! what is the deal with this thing, its so weird!"

"i guess ill just ask..." She shrugs, getting back on her computer.

You are then slammed on a pillow sitting precariously on the edge of her bed. Well, maybe calling it a slam is a little uncharitable. She probably just doesn't realize her strength, maybe it was more of a toss. Still fucking hurt though.
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