Network comm for The Land of Make Believe

Anybody want to tell me what's going on? I woke up a few days ago, minus Gwin, picked up a stick from the floor which turned into a rather impressive hammer. Next thing I knew I was flying through the (thankfully open) window and ended up... I don't know where.

All I do know is that the hammer had turned back into a stick - actually a walking cane, which proved somewhat useful since I've used it ever since in helping me walk back here. I was not made for flying and, while I feel that I could do it easily, I have no wish to attempt it. I was given feet for walking.

Also, I can't do my fire displays anymore. This is something of an inconvenience since it is my livelihood.

And I look different. I recognise my face, but it is not mine. I believe it belongs to Dr. Drake and, on occasion, his alter ego.

Before I panic completely, can anyone reassure me that this is not another dream? My feet would seem to confirm that it is, in fact, real - and it has taken me a couple of days to get back here, which would add to that confirmation. Once I have that information, I can drink a considerable amount of anything liquid, then find Gwin and sleep for as long as I need to.

I didn't find out before, but who does this body belong to?

As weird as this all is, I think I'm handling it pretty well. I mean atleast I'm not a guy or unable to stop telling the truth, so I'd say this is a win. It is a little weird, getting used to being shorter, but it's a good thing me and her seem to have almost the same size feet so I can make up for it with heels. I will say though that I keep getting thrown off a little cause I'm used to much longer hair.

I can only imagine how Blair would handle this, especially if she got a guy's body. That would probably be pretty amusing actually. I don't even want to think about what Chuck would do if he got a woman's body. Those are just not thoughts that I want.

Kurt, I'm going to be a little sad when you're a boy again cause I had fun the other night. ;) Then again, you can still do my hair even when you're a boy again and to be honest, I think you're better then some of the professional stylists I've been to.

( Filtered to Sirius Black )

I don't know how anyone can be okay with this. I really really hoped that I'd wake up this morning and be me again.

Not that the body isn't attractive. At least, the face is... I can't look... down. It's just all wrong... it's not mine to look at...

I HATE showering because... well, see the above.

And I can't even keep her hair tidy for her. I have no idea how it's done.

PLEASE tell me I'm not the only one who feels like this? I've spent half my life saying I'm not a freak or a pervert... I'm not a freak, and I've never felt more like one than I do now.

And no. I'm NOT leaving my room and nobody can make me. Not until I'm back to normal. I can't even turn invisible. Actually, I probably could, but I'm having nothing to do with real magic.

Yet...

[Filtered away from Jayne Cobb]

What in the frakking hell is going on with Jayne? Someone better tell me before I start

There. I think I've stopped blowing out the lightbulbs every time I think too hard about something. Sorry about that, Thalia. New magic is always such a pain.

[Gale]
How are you faring?

[Sam and Cas]
May I see you?