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 Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:12 pm
 ~ NYOTALIA ~ Genderbend It!
Roleplay name: Nyotalia ~ Genderbend It!
Characters: Everyone
Time: Present day
Summary: OH NOES! Thanks to that lecherous Rome, all the nations in the world have switched genders! The men are now women and the women are men!
How will the tans solve this dilemma before it gets any worse?
NOTES: Character start out however and wherever you want. Keep in mind it's not going to be until morning that they realize that they've switched genders. (This is just for starting out. If you're joining the roleplay late, then they can realize however you want them to.)
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:12 pm
 In Ancient Rome's mind, being dead was a drag.
Sure, you didn't have to worry about invasions or wars or anything like that. And there were lots of nubile young men and women to hit on here.
But Heaven was boring. And Rome was sick of it. If fun couldn't find him, it was time to make some fun of his own.
And that was why Rome had just visited the big boss and asked him for a big favor.
"Hey. You know, I was thinking, Heaven is kind of boring, isn't it?"
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"Well, you know, there's nothing to do here. I've played my lute about a thousand times, and Germania won't talk to me anymore. What else am I supposed to do?"
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"See, I was wondering.... Could you do me a little favor? You know, grant me a wish or something?"
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"Of course! I promise I'll be well-behaved!"
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"Really?! Thanks!"
Rome smirked as he toted the bag of what he assumed was some sort of magic dust that the big boss had given him. He knelt over the edge of a cloud, and opened the tiny bag.
Now. What to wish for?...
A mad twinkle appeared in his eye as Rome got an wonderfully wicked idea. Most of the nations were pretty attractive, but he had always wondered what they would look like if they were....
He tipped the bag upside down, letting the magical substance flutter to the world below.
Morning wasn't too far away. And Augustus just couldn't wait for the world to wake up and realize they were now the opposite gender.
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Cas_Angel_of_Thursday Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:38 pm
Antarctica was one of the first to realize the change. Pink eyes blinked at themselves in the relfection that was the water of the arctic sea.
"Uh oh," she said. Well, she was no longer a SHE, per say. To be more specific, she was suddenly HE. This new Antarctica that stared back up at HIM had the same white hair and the same pink eyes . . . but he was definatly a he. And HE laughed to himself, delighting at the sound. "Canada will be so confused!" He said, laughing with his leopard seal watching on, barking. The three Orcas he used as steads floated with their heads above water, listening to the chirping sound of his laughter.
The others did not take it as well . . .
"YOU THICK HEADED ROMAN IDIOT!"
Aegyptus had awoken, and he carried with him all the fury of Ra. His hair had changed, now sleek and braided short, as most ancient Egyptian men wore their hair. He had guessed correctly when he had pegged Rome to be the culprit in this heines crime against his female self's boundless good looks.
He passed by a still slightly asleep Germania, who gaped at him.
"Aegyptus?" She said. Germania blinked and then her hands flew to a milk white neck. Her voice had . . . HER!? Rushing to a mirror, Germania screamed, high pitched and outraged. Platinum blond braids ran down her back and she turned soon to follow Aegyptus in the brutal murder of Rome . . .
On Earth, Egypt was experiencing similar distress.
". . . Osiris protect me," she muttered, unable to hide all of her now waist-length brown hair under her keffyie. Her male self had always been rather feminine, but, not it was so pronounced. She moaned and rested her head on the mirror in front of her. "Sadiq is going to tear me apart . . ."
As a matter of fact though, he wouldn't. Turkey was just now waking up and, realizing that for the first time in a long time that he didn't have a "tripod leg" he was confused. Looking under the covers to see what was the matter with his vital regions, Turkey shrieked, and ceased to be a HE and was now a SHE. Running quickly into the bathroom, he gaped at herself in the mirror.
She had long black-brown hair, straight as pins, and falling in a kind of sleek style, long bangs on either side of her face.
"HOW IN THE ********!?" She shrieked, bright green eyes staring at her under delicate lashes. She realized, to a mix of horror and odd delight, she was boxom and pocessed wide, swishy hips. " . . . oh no . . ." she moaned, feeling herself slip towards tears . . .
Greece didn't notice until he went to take a bath that things were drastically different. His plumbing had changed. She had a pixie like hairstyle now, but still possessed those long side burn locks, and a petite figure. He thought, in his still male brain, that she was cute.
"erm . . . Nihon will be so confused," she muttered, mellow as always.
Germany took the change terribly at first. The chin length bob cut, he thought, suited her terribly. Her eyes were too blue, her figure too athletic, her hair too straight, her mouth too pink.
"I can't command an army with this face!" She yelled at no one. "I can barely find decent fitting pants! HOW CAN WOMEN WEAR THESE GOD FORSAKEN HEELS?!"
....
and the chaos continued~
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:40 pm
 LithuaniaToris woke up with a yawn that morning. It was so peaceful away from Ivan and living with Feliks. He didn't have to wake up in the morning and fear what was going to happen to him if Ivan was angry. He could just wake up! And since Feliks slept in, he could have some alone time. Peaceful. Yes, Toris was happy living with Feliks and now he felt like things would be normal... Or he at least thought that... That changed when he got out of bed and went to the bathroom and saw that he was actually a... She.
The now female Toris, or shall we call her, Tori, screamed and quickly groped herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming. Nope. Those were real. She began to panic and decided that she had to either hide or get Feliks. Maybe he'd know what happened! She decided to go get him before something else happened. "F-Feliks! Wake up! S-Something's wrong!" She said frantically. Even as a girl the human embodiment of Lithuania was a worrywart.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:52 pm
 Sparta Philomela, well, er... Philo?, didn't seem to mind the change as much as everyone else did. He thought it was kind of interesting. Besides, it's not like it was any different. Same strength, same attitude. Same training regiment. What about Ancient Greece, though? He was sure that he would probably be ticked off. In the meantime, he watched with almost an amused look on his face as the ancients complained to Rome. He really made people upset this time. He just never seemed to quit with pissing people off, did he?
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 11:09 pm
 Hungary woke up slowly. She'd spent most of the previous evening at Austria's house, talking and even eating some snacks that he had made. Even now, he was still sweet.
Elizabeta was already awake for the most part, but refused to open her eyes or get up for a few minutes. When she finally did get out of bed, she was still groggy enough not to notice that anything had happened. She took a few steps before she realized something was different. She was walking differently than normal, and there was... something..
Wide-eyed, she lifted up her nightgown and looked. Yes.. her, well, his guess was right. Thoughts started running through his half-asleep brain. So... it has grown after all. It looks like my theory was right. But no, he thought as his mind gradually started to clear. That childish theory wasn't right. That wouldn't explain why his breasts were gone, why his shoulders were wide enough now that the nightgown fit uncomfortably, why his hair was shorter and unkempt. Curiously, Eliza went to the nearest mirror and looked at her... himself. After a few seconds, a slow smile formed. This could be interesting. And maybe I'm even a little stronger now, he thought excitedly. He couldn't wait to test that theory. First though, he should find some clothes that fit. Maybe Roderich could help with that. Eliza -I should probably call myself Eli now, he thought- laughed at the thought of what Roddie's reaction would be as he turned to go find some more suitable clothes.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 11:24 pm
 Feliks woke up with a small snort. He had been dreaming so peacefully, and then Liet had to go and scream in his ear.
He groaned, and turned onto his side. If Russia was why Liet was so upset, the blonde nation would be super pissed.
"Like, what is it, Liet?"
He sat up, and opened his eyes wearily. Where Liet should have been was a woman. A pretty cute woman, but a stranger none the less.
Feliks panicked. "Like, OMG! Who the hell are you! Where is Liet?"
He had failed to noticed the small bosom now nestled onto his chest.----
Emir lazily drapped an arm across the chest of his bed partner. He was still half-asleep, but he was pretty sure he went to bed with Herzegovina last night.
This chest felt....pretty flat.
He rubbed his palm over said chest. Yep. No breasts.
Bosnia sighed. He didn't even remember drinking last night. Now how will he explain this one to Tatjana?
Herzegovina felt a warm hand run it's way across her chest.
She smiled slightly. It was kind of nice for Bosnia to be so touchy-feely this early in the morning. She rolled over onto her side and cracked open her eyes to look at her husband.
A shapely woman lay in the spot her husband should have occupied.
Tatjana jumped up, dragging the bedsheets with her to cover her body.
"What the hell is going on here?!"
Bosnia felt the sheets slide off of his body and groaned when he heard a yell.
"I can explain..." he stopped when he realized that his voice was now an octave higher.
He sat up, looking up at the man standing at the other side of the bed. He look strangely familiar. His eyes widened when he realized who he was staring at.
"Tatjana?!"
Herzegovina froze. Wait. So this woman in her bed was....Bosnia?
"Emir? What is going on here?" she asked. Clutching the sheets to her flat chest, she realized that she was in the same situation he was in.
She, or rather he, pointed to Bosnia's chest. "Um, I don't know if you've noticed, but...."
Bosnia looked down and was met with a pair of large breasts. Coming from his own chest.
Looking up to meet Tatjana's eyes once more, there was nothing left for Bosnia to say but a simple and to the point "s**t."
 ((I promise to do more later. OTL))
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 11:24 pm
 Canada rolled over to lay on his stomach. It was strangely uncomfortable. That was his first clue that something was amiss. It was enough to fully wake him from the remnants of the dream he'd been having. Wondering what was going on, he brought his hand up to feel the mattress under his chest. Maybe one of the blankets had bunched up and was causing the discomfort. But no. What he felt when his hand moved between his chest and the mattress was something completely different. Immediately he sat up and felt his now soft, squishy chest with both hands. He looked down and let out a small gasp of horror. No way. No, no, no. Those were not women's breasts he was seeing. Feeling. It couldn't be. He groped them again.. just to be sure. Oh, maple! They were. He was a woman. She nearly let out a sob when she fully acknowledged it.
She felt around frantically and found Kumajirou curled up near her. Matthew clung to the bear like a stuffed animal and buried her face in his fur, resulting in a mumbled growl of protest before the bear settled down again. She needed the comfort now more than ever. This was a huge shock, and she kept on thinking what everyone else would think of this. What Papa would think, what Anikta would think. And oh, Alfred would never let her live this down. She held onto the bear a little tighter, not wanting to leave her bed.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 11:44 pm
 Gaul was petrified when she found out. She was so lovely before. But now, looking in a mirror where someone that wasn't her stared back at her with the same horrified expression, she couldn't deny that she was now a he. Her almost hip-length hair was now much shorter, not even to her shoulders. Her features had lost most of their delicate softness and had more angles, much like her brother's face did. She... he shouted in anger and slammed his palms on the table of the vanity. Gaul liked being a woman. He was determined to change himself back, and stalked out to find the other Ancients and figure out just what idiot was responsible for this. The first thing Hunyod noticed when he woke up was that his hair was even more unmanageable than usual. It was covering half his face, and he had to spit out a few strands that had made their way onto his tongue when he was snoring through the night. "Should've tied it back before I went to sleep," he muttered as he sat up. His voice sounded different. Higher.
Magyar frowned and now that he was sitting, realized that his hair was much longer than usual. Nearly waist length, and thicker. As he tried to pull it back into something manageable, he looked down and noticed boobs. He never wore a shirt to bed, so there was nothing to hide these new.. developments. He.. she let her arms fall, completely forgetting about her hair. She tossed on a tunic and ran out of the room. Germania would know what to do. He always did. "Hans! HANS!" she shrieked
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 12:09 am
 P R U S S I A Prussia emitted a groan, rolling over in his bed as he tried to hide from the sunlight that beamed mercilessly through his window. Who in the hell opened the blinds anyway? Probably West... b*****d. He was always coming into his room and messing things up. Cleaning, as he called it. That guy was like a woman sometimes with his 'housework'.
Gilbert laid there for a few more minutes, trying to go back to sleep but, much to his dismay, found that he couldn't. With another groan, he decided to get up. However, there was something he noticed when he got up. Something odd.
For one, his hair was longer. As in, past his shoulders long. He turned his head, lifting up a long silvery strand and stared at it for a moment. "The ********...?" He muttered, frowning as he stared at it. Was that really his hair? After giving it a particularly harsh tug, he resulted that it was indeed his hair. He then turned, heading into the bathroom and flipped on the light. What he saw in the mirror greatly surprised him. There was a (sexy) woman staring at him where his normal (sexy) self would be! Prussia reached up to his, seeing the female in the mirror copying him and his eyes widened. His skin felt smooth, no signs of facial hair, and even his chin was rounder. More... feminine.
Which reminded him... Prussia's eyes trailed down to his chest, seeing two noticeable lumps underneath his shirt (which seemed looser on him now). He immediatly reached up, groping at at the lumps then pulled back the collar of his shirt. Of course, using a guy mind, the first thing he said was, "Nice! I have tits!"
However, that statement made him frown when he (she?) thought of something. 'If I have tits, does that mean...' She looked down and pulled the front of her boxers forward to see, only to immediately let go. Okay. NOW was the time to panic. "WHAT THE ********!?" She shouted in her now more higher pitched voice. She went out of the bathroom, going down the hall and heading to her brothers room. "WEST!!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 6:19 am
Lithuania Tori stared at Feliks, mouth wide in shock. It happened to him too! He was now a she! Tori could tell too, since he noticed the small lumps on his chest. Before he could go into explaining that he was Liet, he began to pace around frantically, holding onto fist-fulls of his hair as the worst case scenarios played in his head. "Oh God! If it affected you too, then that means something's wrong! Oh no! We might have an incurable disease! Or..." She began, gasping as another idea came to her head. "Oh no! It was aliens! Crap! It must have been Tony's birthday or something and he got mad at me because I was shopping with you and forgot it! So he turned us both into girls! Quick! Feliks, call Alfred! I'll start making a cake for his alien and hopefully he'll fix this!" She told her before rushing out of the room without any explanation of what she was freaking out so much about. This was not Liet's finest moment, but when he got worked up, the worst things played out in his mind. And since this was such a bizarre event, it immediately made Liet think of America's alien friend, Tony. Tony liked Lithuania when he was living with America... And Tony got angry easily. So somehow Liet's mind came up with Tony getting angry at him for forgetting his birthday and turning both he and Feliks into girls. Do aliens even have birthdays?
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 6:48 am
 B R A Z I L When Brazil woke that morning, she quickly learned that something had happened to her during the night. Her normally long, curly hair was much shorter now (still curly though) with a few strands coming down to his eyes. Bangs... she always did hate bangs. But enough about that. Looking down at herself, Brazil saw that she wasn't a she anymore.
"Well... that's interesting..." Her normally large tee-shirt actually fit her right (it had belonged to Chile) and her shorts were tighter on her now, clinging to her and showing that she really wasn't a she anymore - she was indeed a he. He lifted up his hands, putting them on his now flat chest, noting how weird it was to not have a pair of breasts there now. Curious to know what she-he looked like now, Brazil went into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. Actually... if it weren't for the fact his hair was black, Brazil almost looked like Portugal. Oh, speaking of Portugal... how would he react if he found out his little 'sister' was now his little 'brother'? They hardly talked as is... Should he even tell the man about what happened? Maybe he would know what to do...
Brazil frowned uncertainly, turning to go back into his bedroom. He'd figure that out later, right now... he needed to find more suitable clothes.
((I realize, in the picture, male!Brazil's hair is brown and his eyes are amber-colored. I couldn't find a black haired Brazil so this picture will have to do until I find one... or just edit this one...))
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 12:43 pm
 §cσтℓαη∂Scotland groaned as he got up,rubbing his eyes and looking out of the window exposing his eyes to the bright sun.
He sat up on his bed,gripping his pillow and holding it gently.
Something felt off..Then again,he always felt sick in the morning,so it was probably that.
He walked like a zombie down the hall to his bathroom.
The scot flipped the lights on and stared into the mirror.
"The Bloody..." Scotland turned a bright red color,noticing his voice was higher then usual. He looked down at himself,noticing two...Lumps? The hell?
He gripped them,making sure they weren't fake... sure as hell,they weren't.
Scotland rubbed his,Im sorry,I mean her temples as she paced in circles.
She exhaled,calming herself. "This is just a bad dream...." He looked down at his breasts and quickly looked up again.
Denail wouldn't help him now.
She ran down another hall and grabbed the first phone that caught her sight. Who should he,I mean,She call?!
Scotland's fingers started to dial England's number,But quickly stopped. Arthur would probably just laugh his a** off and make a couple of sexual jokes.
She started to dial France's number,but stopped realizing Francis would only do the same as Arthur.
The scot moaned and looked up. It was gonna be a loooong day....
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 3:54 pm
Poland stared at her friend, dumbfounded. So this woman was Liet?
Suddenly, a giggle erupted from her lips. “Oh my god! Like, what happened to you, Liet?”
The female Feliks got up from the bed and walked over to where Liet stood.
“You’ve got, like, boobs and stuff.” She said, placing both of her hands directly over Liet’s new breasts and squeezed.
--- Bosnia quickly dressed in her old male clothing. She tried as best as she could to hide the new developments she had grown over the night, but to no avail.
Herzegovina offered her one of his bras, but none of them would fit. She had settled on an untucked dress shirt to go underneath her normal uniform.
Herzegovina, on the other hand, was loving the freedom being a male provide. He chose a fresh pair of Bosnia’s briefs, and walked around the house shirtless. He had to admit, he looked pretty damn good as a man. No wonder Bosnia always acted the way he did.
Emir left Tatjana the house, and set off to Turkey’s. Sure, once Sadiq saw her like this, she would probably catch a lot of crap. But, maybe, just maybe, Sadiq would know what to do. --- 
Japan yawned groggily as he woke up. Pochi was scratching at the door, and Kiku just couldn’t sleep anymore with all the noise. Standing up, the Asian nation opened the door and fumbled down the hall to the bathroom.
A little white ball of fuzz sprinted around his legs, yapping happily. Kiku paused to pet the dog before continuing to the bathroom.
Once inside, Japan slid the door shut and loosened the tie on his blue yukata.
A pale hand slid to his “downstairs” and froze.
It wasn’t there anymore.
Looking down, dark eyes widened at the sight. His vital regions were completely flat. And his chest….was not.
A loud scream emanated from the bathroom. The dog outside the door yelped and scurried away as the bathroom door flew open and Japan ran out. She grasped the closest phone and dialed the first person she could think of who might know something about this. The best person she knew who knew his way around the human body.
Greece.
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Cas_Angel_of_Thursday Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 4:26 pm
 ► ► є s p ą ñ ą ౦ • ౦
The morning started out like any other, Spain lazily opened his eyes to welcome the morning sun. He stayed in bed for a moment, staring up at the ceiling as he put his arms behind his head, supporting his head as he leaned up.
When he sighed, it sounded different, higher. Spain looked down, and due to the fact that he sleep naked...
He was now staring at evidence that 'he' was now 'she'.
With wide eyes, Spain scrambled up get up, her eyes still glued the the 'mountains' that had suddenly appeared on her plains.
"Dios mio.." she mumbled, hands awkwardly cupped over the newly found breasts as she examined further. Still hopelessly confused, Spain grabbed the blanket she had been sleeping on moments before, wrapping it around her now curvy hips, and no-longer flat chest. She walked to the bathroom, entered and stood in front of the mirror, where she removed the blanket to once again inspect her new body, at a better angle this time. Blushing slightly at the sight of her newly found feminine features, which soon turned into a goofy grin as an idea came to her..
"Oh, I can't wait till Lovi sees this.." she giggled, now feeling confident and turning around to inspect the back, also pleased with what she saw. Now, only to find Lovino... If it even was Lovino, did this happen to the other nations too...? At the moment, Spain didn't care, nor did she actually think about what may have caused this, he was far to infatuated with her new appearance to really care, Spain always did wonder what it would be like to be a woman, now she got a chance.
Quickly walking, more like striding, to the closet, Spain looked for her usual attired, the uniform she often wore. Putting it on, she tweaked it up a bit to make it look a little more feminine, like putting the belt a little higher, tightening it around her waist, making the bottom half look like a skirt. Squealing with delight, Spain decided to head to Afonso's house, see her how little 'brother' was doing..
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