Herro sat across from a ride called the “Truth Changer” as Razor walked back towards him with a pair of ice cream cones.
“Chocolate or Vanilla?” Razor asks, holding both in front of himself.
He grabs the chocolate and turns back towards the ride, “This ride is strange. The operator is dressed like a jester girl and she’s got an aura the likes I’ve never seen.”
“Oh?” Razor sits and glances at her, “Looks like a bad Harley Quinn costume”
“Maybe that’s what she got it from, but that’s not the strange part.”
Raising his eyebrows he looks at Herro, “And the strange part is the fact that no one comes out?”
“How’d you know that?” Herro asked, “Though they do come out.”
“Oh yeah, they do but when they do they’re cursed like us. Though I haven’t seen any others that have the Male to Female like we do though.” Razor waved his free hand, “But like I said, I’ve had some people come in and this is one of the main sources of weird.”
Herro groans, “Ugh, You’re gonna say we should get on it aren’t you?”
Razor watches the woman dressed in a red and black harlequin costume and a pair of cap ‘n bells on her head, “Yup. But what’s her aura look like?”
“It’s green with this interweaving of a deep dark purple. Almost like the purple is slowly choking the green. I’ve never seen such a stark contrast. If a mage starts using darker spells their aura does turn towards a darker color like a deep purple or a navy, but it’s solid all over. This,” He waves his hand, “Is like she is two people.”
He keeps watching her and her head pops up and she turns, almost as if she could feel his eyes on her. When her eyes met his, even for the briefest of seconds, he could see utter insanity lurking in their depths.
“I really don’t think we should get on there. She’s mad.”
Razor smiled, “I figured, but it’s not like she can curse us again.”
“It’s not just the crazy that I think, but that aura weirds me out.”
J7“You’ve got a point but with the blood shower and the death drop, do you really think this place is anything but true horror?”
Herro sighs, “No, you’re right but let’s just get this over with so we can leave.”
“Good,” Razor says as he tosses the final soggy remnants of his ice cream into a trash can, “Lets go get in line and get our truth changed, shall we?”
After what felt like an eternity, the pair climbed into the car on the ride. The strange harlequin dressed woman closing them in. Her eerie smile made Herro cringe as he saw her strange aura again.
“Strap in boys,” She said, her voice high and lilting, “We’re gonna make you the emperors.”
Razor cocked an eyebrow as she lowered the bar across them and sashayed to the next pair in line. Tipping his head he could see her saying something to the pair of guys in the car behind them. She ran a finger down the chest of one guy with spiked, sandy-blonde hair. He looked at his curly haired friend and laughed at her comment, which was something along the lines of Razor and Herro’s but to do with horses. He turned around as a black haired man in front of them snapped his head up like he had been sleeping in his car.
Glancing around, the man caught razor’s eyes and razor could see an age in them belied by his looks.
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“Well, this’ll be fun,” Razor said with a slight quirk to his lips as he looked at Herro beside him. “What’s with you?”
“You are taking this way too good,” Herro replied.
“So, you’re still upset then,” Razor quipped.
“I don’t know.” Herro spun towards the violet haired man. “You flirted shamelessly with me all day, knowing I was a guy. Then did it again when we switched!”
Razor shrugged, “Yeah, and your point is?”
“You’re a dude, and that’s weird!”
“I wasn’t then,” he began. His head tilted slightly as he mused, “Although that fact hasn’t stopped me before.”
Herro spread his hands, “What… So you’re gay and use your girl form to trick guys into doing you?”
“Nope,” Razor grabbed the bar as their car started moving. He smiled as the black haired man disappeared into the opening. Turning back to Herro, he rolled his eyes, “Is it that black and white?
“I’m not hetero or homosexual,” Razor continued. “Let's say somewhere in between.”
Herro looked incredulous. “So it doesn’t weird you out in the slightest?”
“What doesn’t? Hitting on you?”
“Hitting on guys in general.”
“Nope.” Razor leaned back as they entered the darkness. “Wait. So you’re telling me that your Blonde bimbo of a self hasn’t ever … wow.”
Sputtering, Herro responded: “No, of course I have never been with a man if that’s what you’re trying to say.”
Razor spreads his hands in front of him. “My god, you don’t know what you’re missing. It’s great as a guy of course, but damn girl, it is intense!” He thought a moment before continuing. “Of course, it helps if the guy is really...”
Herro gagged. “I really don’t want to know that.”
Their car turned and the lights went out as they started around a few turns and a slight drop. Razor grabbed his ponytail and pulled it in as they go faster the ride accelerated and slipped into a corkscrew.
“Didn’t expect an actual roller coaster,” shouted Razor shouts over the rushing air.
There was no response from Herro as they came into a clearing that seemed to be dug under the carnival and was well lit from within. The car slowed and the they could make out the black haired man’s car ahead as a waterfall of water dropped onto his car. A yelp that seemed to turn into a whine emanated from his direction.
Herro, looking slightly sick, glanced at the water and over at Razor, “You don’t think that’d be a warm waterfall do you?”
“Nope,” Razor grinned as their car eased forward and they heard the water release.
Herra coughed out some water as the pair went through and looked at Razor next to her. The taller and bustier female smiled at her.
“There was something in that water,” Herra remarked, looking away at the car behind them.
Razor raised her eyebrows, “Oh? Like what?”
“A spell of course.” She glanced back, her eyes a bit wide, before turning back to the car. “I think it’s a copy of our transformation curses, but different.”
Following her gaze, Razor could make out a pair of penguins in the car behind them. She grinned, “I guess that’s what the girl meant by ‘emperors’. Those are Emperor penguins.”
Herra looked at her confused, “You can tell that from here?”
“Perfect memory,” Razor said, tapping the side of her head, “I never forget and thus since I’ve seen pictures of the penguins, I know what they look like.”
She tipped her head, “That is so cool.”
Razor shrugged before turning in her seat and sighing. “Well okay. Let’s review our situation. We knew the park itself was weird. We knew this ride was strange, and as confirmation it just tried to curse us into penguins.”
“It didn’t work. We’re both already cursed,” Herra said, pushing a wet lock from her face and getting off the ride..
“Yeah, I know,” Razor rolled her eyes, as they walked down a metal ramp from the ride, “I meant it as a mage attempted it. Is the spell in the water the same as our curses?”
Herra nodded, “Pretty much.”
“So the mage who did attempt it, that harlequin chick most likely, obviously knows who did ours.”
“Maybe she can help us?”
Razor shook her head, “Yeah, I don’t think so. If she’s cursing people here then help seems to be the last of her goals.”
She turned and looked at Herra with a grin, “Besides, why do I need help?”
“Don’t you want to not transform at every splash of cold water?”
“Nope.” Razor kept the grin on her face as she walked over to a steaming fountain, “I am perfectly fine with my two forms and couldn’t care less if it went away.
Glancing from the stream of water that formed a waterfall into the almost-boiling lower steam fountain, Razor stuck her hand into a spot a couple inches from the waterfall. Pulling her hand back out he motioned to Herra to do the same.
Stepping forwards she looked into the pool, “Won't that hurt? Hot water is one thing, but boiling?”
“Stop being such a baby,” he said and grabbed her hand and dunked it in the same spot.
Herro yanked his hand out of the water and out of Razor’s and spun around, “Hey.”
“Oh, quiet,” Razor started to say just as a sound of crunching grass behind them caused them to spin around.