Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga

Poisonous Ink

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Meanwhile with Valerie...

"Okay, so, I have figured that you had a really, really strong will, but I'm ready to see if, together, we are able to transform you back to normal!" Valerie nodded as she held Bessie's hands, as the process was about to begin, as a light shone around them, as the light spread throughout the mindscape.

It wasn't just affecting the mindscape, but the light was beginning to shine on the bodies themselves as well.

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Back in the Real World...

"What the hell is going on around here?!" Lydia asked.
"What does this mean?!" Odessa asked.
"Valerie's vitals are going off the fritz, and there's a light emitting from both her and Bessie's bodies!" Indigo cried out.
"Well, brace yourselves, it might get chaotic!" Indigo cried out.

Everyone braced for impact as the light grew brighter and brighter, and before everyone knew it, the light dissolved as it revealed the results...

...it did not work, the transformation did not reverse itself. Bessie and Valerie woke up, disappointed in the results. Bessie solemnly looked down, couldn't express her disappointment in words.

"It didn't work?" Valerie asked, "How isn't this possible?! Why can't we change her back?!"
"I don't know, maybe we need a more professional solution to our problems, and the only way to do that is if we leave this dome, which Craig isn't obviously going to let us do." Indigo sighed, "I'm sorry if things didn't work out!" She then hugged Valerie in a reassuring manner.

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Meanwhile with Grant...

Grant was walking over towards some wall, getting sick and tired of the shitshow that is going on. Gwen was following him, not wanting their best friend being turned into an object, especially with how little people there is left and no way of going back either.

"Grant, please, I don't want you to turn into an object! Stop before it is too late!" Gwen shouted, as they were sweating bullets.
"Well, I don't think that I have any other choice now. Craig is going to end up catching us all anyways, so, what does matter here anyways?!" Grant then grabbed one of his cans, a blood red color that would convince Craig to see red, to get angry at him. To Grant, it was the only way to get the hell out of this shit show.

However, as Grant was having his fun, Craig walked over towards the alleyway and grabbed both the yellow and black cans, inserting transformative serum right into the paint and closed them.

"Um, Grant.... behind you!" Gwen pointed out at Craig, who was right behind Grant, ready to transform him into an object at will.
"Gwen... calm down, I'm trying to focus!" Grant scoffed before Craig nudged at his shoulder, "Hey, isn't that rude to distract someone while they're working on a masterpiece?!"
"What you call masterpieces is actually vandalism, and that is totally against the rules here, and as such, you'd face the consequences!" Craig snickered as he used the black and yellow paint and sprayed it right on Grant, who just flipped the bird on him, "The nerve of using that finger!"

Grant then screamed as he could feel his eyes stinging and the paint all over his body, he also had inhaled the fumes of the paint as well, as the transformative serum absorbed right into his blood stream, causing him to scream in pain.

Grant could feel his hands beginning to crack and pop, losing their color as if they were slowly becoming more and more not completely filled out in terms of color, seeming to be transparent save for a black outline on his slowly spherifying hands, his fingers merging together and hands bloating into spheres, fingers seeming to sink back in as his arms began to crack and pop, becoming thinner and thinner.