Changeling

So that's what they mean by curses.

Next times I'd rather not get stuck the whole time being a horse. Everything still tastes like hay...


((Strikes hackable))

[Sniffing as the post clicks on, he's sounding very strange when he talks; almost like his nose is blocked]

This ib the reasob I hat winter-

[Sneeze, then...roar-sneeze?]

Guh...stubid colb...

[Sneeze, something like snapping jaws then another sneeze and a solid thud. Short pause before he speaks again]

Justh tink I'm gunna sleeb for awhile...

[A few more sneezes and a very annoyed cat meow before the post clicks off]

Wha...oh come on, I was totally about to win! Cyborg, if this is a joke, I’m not laughing!

...Cyborg?

Uh...guys? Where’d you go?