He then heard cracking and popping of his skeletal structure as he could feel his neck following suit, cracking as it shrunk down. With a violent SNAP, his neck disappeared, which meant Serena was about to be introduced to the CEPHALOTHORAX! He screamed in agony as his head and torso merged together, as his body was slowly turning more and more rectangular, as his blue jean shorts and cyan button up shirt with flowers of multiple colors were feeling strangely tighter, and with violent SHRRIPs, he could feel all of his clothes being ripped right off his body. His olive skin was hardening into plastic and metal as it gradually turned a navy blue color, while he winced at his nose and ears melting back into his face. His multicolored hair elastics and the flower accessory fell onto the ground, as he only had a little bit of hair left.
Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he could feel more and more electrical shocks within his body, as he was becoming less and less human, as three buttons formed on his forehead - green, orange and light blue, as several slits were forming on his body in an orderly fashion. As the last strands of his hair was falling off, he ran over towards the mirror, and noticed how far into the transformation he is now.
With slowly darkening eyes, he looked into the mirror, he could feel his eyes turning from a brilliant blue color to a dull black color, before being reduced to beady black ovals. His mouth wasn't spared either as he could feel his teeth flattening, bleeding out the last blood in the gums, as they turned into pearly white singular blocks of teeth. With a few more adjustments, Serena's transformation into a sentient server box was complete, at least physically.
"W-what is this?! Out of all objects, why am I this?! Did my PC do this to me?!" Serena asked as he looked back at his PC and noticed that his computer was now acting strangely. As he looked at the screen of his computer, he could feel his head pounding like crazy, as he screamed on top of his lungs. It wasn't just from the screen's eye sore of subliminal messages spewing out into his head, it was the fact his mind was beginning to alter.
Servena could feel himself forgetting about a whole lot of things in his past life, as he could feel himself forgetting his closest friends as well. Valerie? That didn't sound right to him, that was his friend Vape. Indigo? Nope, that's Inhaler. Cynthia? Memories of her were slipping away.
"No! Don't take her away from me!" Servera cried out as he could feel memories of a wonderful friendship with Cynthia, all the birthday parties they spent together, all the countless candles that they have blown together and the times they have spent together with their closest friends, all of it was disappearing.
It was all coming back to him, as he could feel basic information about his activist career slowly shifting into memories of being an engineer. He started to remember competing on Open Source Objects, all those challenges, all those interactions with the others, especially that one conversation about facts and logic with Inhaler. He also remembered being an expert on technology, especially computers.
Sooner or later, Serena Vega was now dead to the world, replaced by Server.
"Where am I?" Server asked, as the computer turned itself off.
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Meanwhile with Purro...
Purro was drinking his vodka, his third bottle for today.
"Purro, are you alright, I don't think you should be drinking that much of that?" Simon asked.
"I know, it is just that things have been getting a whole lot more stressful since, well, you know, people have been turning into objects?!" Purro replied.
"Well, you have to be careful, because I heard that the more drunk a person is, the less aware a person is and they might end up doing something so stupid!" Simon shouted, "And I don't want to lose you!"
"That is WHAT I am worried about!" Purro replied, "I don't want to lose you too, it would be scary if it actually did! You're the only friend that I actually had, and if you go, I am going to be in tears!"
"I don't want you to go either!" Simon took a sip of his coffee, as he looked around and noticed that Chase and Isaac were at it at their slap fights again, "But, these two have to stop slap fighting each other, it is getting annoying, don't you agree?"
"Yeah, so annoying! I hate how they fight over this one chick!" Purro scoffed, "Can't you believe how these guys won't get along!"
"Tell me about it!" Simon scoffed.
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Meanwhile with Craig...
Today, I have tackled three people. But, as people are starting to get suspicious, I believe that I will have to wait until tommorrow to make more transformations happen... but who am I going to transform tommorrow for sure?
Craig typed in, and after he does, he will know that he would have to get some shuteye and then he will have a fresh start for his next transformations.
I know who to focus on next tommorrow, Purro Tchaikovsky and Simon Cullen. These two will be fun to transform!
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A/N: So, Day 3 is now complete. Yay!
Any ideas, comments, suggestions and questions are welcome and appreciated.
Thank you.
~♡SoulBFKinz/JBK85♡
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Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga
Fanfiction[Warning: Contains Body Horror, Transformation, TG, Identity Death, and Other Unsettling Themes.] [This is a Spin Off to BFDI TF Saga (2023 Remaster), meaning that this takes place in the same universe as the main series.] Lydia Timmons, 21, gets in...
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