Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga

Clipping Your Nadias

Clipping Your Nadias: Nail Clippers TF/MC

[Warning: Contains Body Horror, Blood and Gore, Mentions of Bullying, Coughing Up Blood, Vomiting Out Organs, Drainage of Blood, Kidnapping, Syringes, Screaming, Crying, Strong Language, Transformation, and  Identity Death. You have been warned.]

Nadia Clarence, 21, was absolutely devastated by the transformation of her best friend, Mikaela. She was sitting down on her couch, pondering on what just happened to her best friend.

All the blood, all the pain that she suffered through, memories fading away from Mikaela's grasp. It also has been a while since Microphone, the form that Mikaela had assumed, had left the apartment.

Nadia wished that she join her friends, reunite with them for one last time, but that entailed transforming into something she's not, let alone lose herself. Part of her was afraid of what will happen to her, wanting an explanation for all of this, and the other part just wants to see her friends again.

Nadia then repositioned herself as she lied down, looking at the picture on the wall, as her eyes became heavier and heavier... before she dozed off to sleep, with one final sob.

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Lydia was sitting down on her couch, forced to listen to Odessa's stand up comedy gigs that she made.

"So, what do you call a plate that washes dishes?" Odessa asked, before answering to herself, "A dishwasher!" She let out a chuckle, "Get it, dish, washer, dishwasher!"

Lydia was tired of the jokes that she had to deal with, the dumb jokes that seemed too cheesy as well.

"What do you call a cow that cleans up messes?!" Odessa asked herself again, "A milk maid!"
"I get it! But it's not funny, I didn't fucking laugh!" Gladys scoffed, "And those jokes Get stale, fast!"
"What?! You don't like my jokes?! Bummer." Odessa rolled her eyes.
"I'm being damn honest here." Gladys scoffed.
"Well, with all these people turning into objects or whatever, I don't think that you all not want to know who you might become!" Lydia interjected.
"Well, do you like my jokes?" Odessa asked.
"I don't have to." Lydia sighed, "And we all are entitled to opinions as well, amirite?"
"Well, you have a point here, at least you're not like Regina or Clarissa, who can't handle criticism and bashed all my works." Odessa sighed.

Suddenly, Indigo knocked on the door.
"Hey, do you think that Valerie wants to know what's going on with the transformations lately? I have heard Nadia screaming and crying lately... I feel bad for her." Indigo spoke, being right behind the door.
"Wait, Nadia has lost all of her friends?" Odessa asked, "Why are you telling us this?"
"I have heard that Regina and Clarissa are planning to destroy Nadia's morale completely, you have to stop them both or Nadia will... you know..." Indigo didn't want to actually say the unthinkable, she didn't want to tell anyone that someone else might be driven into doing the unthinkable, "Look, Nadia is emotionally unstable as is, I don't want her to be hurt even further."
"Damn you, Craig, you had to ruin another person's fucking life." Gladys mumbled to herself, huffing and puffing in pure rage.

A moment of silence before Lydia broke it, "Should we comfort her before Craig or those bitches gets to her as well. I mean, I don't really want Nadia to feel alone."
"Yeah, go ahead, and I'm going to hang out with Valerie and Black Square."
"Okay." Odessa smiled.

Then Gladys, Lydia and Odessa walked out of the room and headed towards Nadia's room, who they hope that they're not too late.

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Meanwhile with Nadia...

Nadia just woke up from her nap, before hearing knocking on her door.

"What is it? If it is the bullies, then I don't want a-any of this... I have b-been through enough as is..." Nadia whimpered as she walked over to the door, anxious about who it may be.