the displaced; ic

I have been able to trace the source of the magic that's caused all these transformations. Spooktacular, the costume shop that gave out the free gift certificates for costumes before the party. Somebody definitely wanted do cause trouble, and tempted us to fall into their trap with free, cursed costumes. I've been to the shop - the owner is missing, and the employees, Tumbleweed locals, don't know anything about him, or his location. The remaining costumes in his shop are all enchanted, and I suspect will still be able to transform you if you wear them.

The most curious thing about the magic in the shop - it feels like it's getting stronger.

My fellow sorcerers and magic-users, I'd like your opinions. Are you able to meet me at the shop? Let me know when. I'm continuing to monitor the situation.

[Private to Winry Rockbell and Edward Elric]

I'm responding to the Lost Cat poster that I saw in town. I think I may have found him. Grey, overweight, friendly. He came up to me out of an alley, where he'd been hiding among the dumpsters, and started rubbing my leg with his head in affection. I brought him home with me. He had a taste for human food, especially pizza and donuts.

Well, I'm kind of glad I didn't wear a costume last night. That was crazy. There was a T-Rex. What the hell?

I think a spell went wrong.