>There is only one solution; use steriods on self, go Xyber Huge match his prowess!
>Unfortunately, you used up all the steroids supersizing Mr. Dlobok. A shame, really.
> Cover your modesty! Don't want any creepy teacher/demon peeking up our skirt!
>Thankfully, you're wearing pants! And, as I must keep reminding myself, trousers.
>Play some dramatic battle music in your head.
>Is there anything you can use as a weapon lying around?
This.
>You're not a ninja!
Get your archetypes right!>There's a few chairs and tables.
>There's also a toy raygun on one of the tables. But it's just a toy, so.
>Look for the steroids' warning label. There's gotta be something that people using them aren't supposed to do...or have done to them!
>"Keep out of reach of children."
>"Results may vary."
>"WARNING - HIGHLY FLAMMABLE."
>"May cause discolouration of urine, feces, blood, saliva and sweat."
>"In the case of overdose, consult a mortician."
>"Always read the instructions before use."
Mrf.
> Transform!
>...And roll out!>With a flash of light, you transform!
>You are now clad in a frilly pink leotard, a frilly red skirt you think is a few inches too short and frilly white kneesocks and elbow gloves!
>The scarab broach now sits over your forehead attached to a black tiara!
>You know wield your magical staff, Batentoun!
>Your hair is waist length and purple, as opposed to your usual shoulder length chestnut hair, and your eyes are now bright blue rather than grey!
>Your boobs are slightly bigger! You're not sure how you feel about this.
>Your panties are now on show!
>The parser is just making up stuff now to pad out this post!
>...Oh yeah, and Mr. Dlobok is staring at you
r panties!
