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[roxyspaulding.livejournal.com]

Hey Peoples,

So, I was making some cookies, and I ran into a bit of a problem. Who knew that 4 dozen really meant 46? I kinda accidentally made a few dozen dozen cookies, and I need some help eating them. You all will help a sister out, right?

Love ya!

Roxy

PS. Ignore the burning smell. It will go away.



(If one were to shift the cookies around, a person would notice a pile of black, charred hunks suitable only for use as hockey pucks under the first layer of edible cookies.)

((These are magical cookies with random, non-fatal results. Effects and duration are up to the muns involved.))

Comments

[goblindabeaker.livejournal.com]

Tracy can't remember the last time she had chocolate-chip biscuits (yes, biscuits.) Smiling, she takes one and then bites into it.

It tastes...alright. It has chocolate in, at least. She finishes it and is about to reach for another, when:

'Don't cry for me, Argentina!' she suddenly wails.

Horrified, Tracy claps her hands to her mouth. But not before managing to sing I't sucks to be me-e-e!'

[teamseaslug.livejournal.com]

Why don't you talk to that girl over there. Maybe if she eats more cookies, we can grow on her, too. "I think that's a bad idea, pigtails," Osaka says. Even so, she likes having friends and she doesn't think she's met this girl before. So she flaps the pigtails and flies over, wobbling a little in the air. You'll get the hang of it soon enough, they tell her.

She lands a bit unsteadily and waves. "Hi, I'm Osaka." She drops her voice to a whisper, hoping the pigtails won't hear her. "Don't eat any more cookies! I think the pigtails want to take over the school, but I'm not going to let them!" We heard that. "Oops."

[msgalindaupland.livejournal.com]

Galinda strolls into the room, humming to herself. It'd been a while since she'd been out and about.
"Oooh, cookies!" She grabs one of the ones on the edge, smiling. Chocolate makes Galinda a happy peach. She sighs happily, and suddenly, there is no longer a young woman in a pink dress standing by the table, but a small puppy, looking rather confused.
"What in the world... were those laced with something?" The pup still has Galinda's voice, but it's coming out of a much smaller creature.

[cockneycat.livejournal.com]

Rumpleteazer runs into the room, and stops dead as she sees a dog. Never one to back down from a confrontation with a Peke or a Pollicle, she skulks towards the puppy.

'Are you a Pollicle dog?' she asks, high and mighty.

[slothbefouler.livejournal.com]

Jack had never encountered chocolate-chip cookies before, but they smelled wonderful. He ate one eagerly and found it most delicious. He was about to eat a second (and maybe a third and a fourth and a fifth) when he found himself saying, "Dude, these are totally freakin' awesome!"

He paused, extremely confused. But all he could say was, "Man, what the fuck is going on here? I'm, like, talkin' like a goddamn freak!" His eyes widened in mortification and he put a hand over his mouth, hoping nobody had overheard him.

[rosecasson.livejournal.com]

Rose was smelling the food hungrily when she suddenly heard a stream of foul language; all words that Mummy had put on the 'Banned Board' when her Juvenile Delinquents were making T-shirts.

Suspecting that the biscuits might have something to do with it, she looks him over, and admonishes:

'Those are very naughty words.'

A pause.

'Can you teach me some?'

[perverted-kappa.livejournal.com]

Never one to pass up free food, Gojyo took one of the cookies and ate it. It wasn't nearly as good as Hakkai's, but then, whose were? Still, wasn't too bad. Maybe too much... flour? salt?... or something. There was a very faint strange taste. He thought little of it and reached for another.

[worldly_monk]

Sanzo happened to see Gojyo heading for the cookies. For a second he actually thought about warning him, but the impulse passed quickly. Sanzo wandered over, hoping to see something embarrassing happen to Gojyo.

[teamseaslug.livejournal.com]

Osaka likes cookies, and these look like they will be delicious. So she happily picks up one and starts gnawing on it... and then, she thinks she hears something. Good. Now pick up another one!

Where did that come from? There's a strange feeling on the sides of her head, like prickling... If you eat more, we'll make you fly! Her eyes widen and she realizes what must have happened. She reaches a hand to her head, and sure enough... pigtails! "Oh no! Chiyo-chan's pigtails!" She wonders belatedly if they've been transferred completely, thereby killing her best friend. No, the pigtails assure her, we're still controlling her, too. But now we're on you, too!

"Well, that's good, at least." She makes one move experimentally. Yep, it looks like they're working. Oh well. If having them hasn't killed Chiyo-chan, she may as well get used to them being there.

[twoyearsmissing.livejournal.com]

Jack never learns when it comes to eating things. The Doctor told him not to keep experimenting. That had got him where he was now, female. So what could one cookie do? He took one quite happily. It was chocolate. Already looking like one of the latest applicants, it would be confusing to start acting like her...

[jd-octor.livejournal.com]

JD looked down from his book, surprised at the cookie that had been thrust into his hand. Smiling to himself, he nibbled a little, beginning to move off with his nose in the book. He stopped in his tracks, and looked down at the page. He read the same page again, smiling, before he stopped and reread it for a third time. Smiling once more, he read it again.

[dr-janitor.livejournal.com]

"Hey, what're you smilin' about, tough guy?" The Janitor says, pointing a wrench rather accusingly at him. "Yeah, must be real nice to be here in this school, able to pay off your grades with your fancy money, right?"

[battlefranky36.livejournal.com]

Secretly, Franky had a deep love for chocolate chip cookies. Who coudn't love such a heavenly delight? It would be immoral to hate such condensed deliciousness! Of course, he reached for one. Biting into one, he felt a little strange. A very strange sensation swept over him, like a strange sensation tended to sweep over someone. Ignoring this, Franky reached for another cookie, only to find that his entire arm had been replaced by...well, his own, except that it was lacking skin and muscle.

"What the hell is going on?!" yelled Franky, now reduced to machinery and bone.

[damnfinecupof.livejournal.com]

A goat wandered up and, in a friendly manner, attempted to butt Franky, who looked either fun or munchable.

[ermioni.livejournal.com]

Hermione tried a biscuit cheerfully, deciding to avoid mentioning the terrible taste. She paused a few seconds later, and stared in horror at the book. "Who stained this page?" she demanded icily, advancing on the group of people menacingly.

[teamseaslug.livejournal.com]

Not a teacher, (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/890978.html?thread=43611746#t43611746) but close enough. Osaka flaps over to the brilliant girl she had met at a party previously. "Hermione-san! I need your help!"

((Reposted for tense.))

[keygirl-dawn.livejournal.com]

Dawn was a bit distracted by some runes she'd been working on when she entered the hall, which was perhaps why she didn't even think of the last time she'd eaten random goodies left by devious students. She grabbed one of the better-looking cookies and chomped it down--

--and promptly tripped over her own pant legs. Before she could even think, "Hey! My boobs are gone!" she was ten years younger in body and mind.

She thought it was funny.

[msgalindaupland.livejournal.com]

Galinda vaguely recognizes the sweet young woman, only she's a lot smaller than Galinda remembers. She walks over to the girl and paws at her leg.
"Miss Dawn! What's happening to everyone?"

[damnfinecupof.livejournal.com]

They weren't doughnuts, but cookies could go well with coffee. Cooper read the note, recalled that "Roxy" wasn't the name of any talking cat he knew about, and took one.

It tasted odd. Nothing like anything he'd have had back in Twin Peaks. That place might have been a nest of sordid and sad wrongs, but it couldn't be beat for baked goods.

Musing on the relative quality of cookies he had known, Coop did not at first realize that a familiar change (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/310620.html) was coming over him. After all, food-induced change was slower than that caused by Rita Repulsa's evil powers, and there wasn't any smoke this time, either.

[glory-god.livejournal.com]

Glory was on her way to find the Principal and somehow get around having to actually hold classes (The Queen Marisoo's niceness was wearing off) when she saw a group of strange people eating cookies.

"Hey a party!" Glory takes a big bite of one of the charred hockey pucks and instantly feels both nicer and perkier...

[wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com]

Laura was on her way out of the Great Hall when she spotted Dr. Grant entering. Their last dinner date, following the COMC class, had been a disaster and for a change, the last thing she wanted was to see or speak to him. She made a quick course correction and pushed herself into a small knot of people and animals by a side table, hoping he wouldn't notice her.

[honor-nimitz.livejournal.com]

Honor had entered the room and spotted the cookies, and, being a perpetually-hungry sort of person, decided to help herself to one. Nimitz bleeked his amusement.

"At least they won't end up on my hips," she told him. The momentary distraction her best friend provided nearly caused her to run over the petite person in her path. "Oh, dear, I'm sorry--oh, hello, Laura! How are you doing?"

[dinosaurman.livejournal.com]

Grant walked in to the Great Hall just in time to see Laura look at him, then move to the other side of the room. That was fine with him, because there were more important things to worry about, like where was that burning smell coming from? He made his way to the plate of cookies, and picked up the note on the table.

[wh0-kill3d-m3.livejournal.com]

Blushing furiously, Laura quickly turned her back on Grant, and to cover her nerves grabbed a cookie and took a big bite.

The next thing she knew was a sensation of falling, and then darkness as her clothes collapsed into an empty heap on the floor.

[ninth-doctor.livejournal.com]

He couldn't help himself. Chocolate chip cookies like mun's been craving. Who could resist? Well, save for the few he figured were burnt due to that smell... So, obviously, he helped himself to one. And it wasn't that bad, he supposed, but...

"Like, there's totally something, like, missing from these cookies, y'know? Maybe if you added, like, more butter or something, like, I dunno, whatever." This manner of speech didn't strike him in the least bit odd.

[dr-janitor.livejournal.com]

mun's been craving too stfu lack of cookies D: The Janitor glances over at the distinct chipper piping of a bimbo, only to find...well that was one he didn't know. "I know what's missing! Milk." He taps a forefinger to his temple knowledgably. "No cookie's complete without a big cow to go with it, my grammy always used to say." He pauses to really take in the bizarre scene around them. "...What the hell's wrong with all you people? I mean I know what's wrong with smiley doctor here" he points at JD "But the rest...eh. Despicable."

[pollicle-zapper.livejournal.com]

Quaxo left the Hospital Wing, fit as a fiddle and ready for new adventures. He was a little worried about Mistoffelees, though. Ever since The Thing That Mungojerrie And Rumpleteazer Wouldn't Talk About, the magician had been very quiet in his head, and that made Quaxo nervous. He wasn't used to that. Mistoffelees had been a comforting presence in his mind for as long as he could remember, and him not being around was just... Scary.

But hey, cookies! Quaxo had never tried chocolate-chip cookies before, and they smelled lovely. He jumped and snagged one, taking a big bite. He was aware of the taste of chocolate and then how it felt like a piece of him fell out of his mind. He shivered, from the tip of his tail to his ears, and then...

And then a black tom cat sat in front of him, looking very surprised. That tom cat seemed very familiar...

"Mistoffelees?" squeaked Quaxo.

The black cat frowned. "Quaxo?"

There was a slight pause, and then both cats, at the same time, said: "This can't be good."

[cockneycat.livejournal.com]

It depends who for, really.

Mistoffelees on his own for Rumpleteazer would have been good if her and Mungo weren't still at loggerheads.
Quaxo on his own would be good if she was going to tell him about the fight.

...why, no, it's not good for anyone.

'Ow'd you get like 'at?'

[google-agent.livejournal.com]

Snape strode over to the pile of cookies --determined to get rid of them. Utterly ridiculous. With a scowl on his face he reached out his wand and--

Ooh, nice smell.

No-one's around... *grab*
They were actually surprisingly exquisite.

"Aw, man. That was a tasty beast."

Snape gulped. Why did he just say that? The sentence hadn't even made sense. He had eaten a cookie not a beast...right?

[glory-god.livejournal.com]

Beast? That's what some people called Glory, although she couldn't imagine why. Glory bounced over to Snape

"Hello there! The cookies are very tasty aren't they?" She beams at him.

[malice-the-doll.livejournal.com]

((OOC - Repost for html tag errors and spelling))

Malice walked into the hall and saw quite a few people gathered around a plate of cookies.
Sociality programs aside, she went to join the crowd. Looking down at the cookies on the plate she took one to 'taste' it. She ate it.

Not much to it, She supposed clients would find it burnt but with nothing but the most simplistic of chemical sensors...

No, it was burnt.

And horrible.

"Eww... These are horrible"

She faltered.

Her voice was far too high pitched and she would never say a thing like that.
Why not, it was the truth.

"Can't anybody cook around here or do I have to do it myself?"

She looked around, a frown evident on her features.

"I'm going to speak to the chef" She announced as she walked away. And fell over.

Her legs were longer then before.

[prince-yero.livejournal.com]

Fiyero, being relatively new to the school still and unaware exactly what can happen by eating food just left out that was or involved chocolate, happily took several cookies and turns to wander off, munching one of them. No sooner had he swallowed the first than his body began to change. With it came the sensation of shrinking until he was left in a pile of clothes looking up at everything with the other cookies now discarded. More than a bit unsettled, he stretched and found he was now... a fluffy little kitten.

"Meow." What was supposed to have been an exclamation of distress came out as a tiny mewl of kitten-like upset.

"Mrrow!" 'This is very, very bad.' He had to find Unc, he knew the man would likely have a solution to this!

[theuncyclopedia.livejournal.com]

Wandering past the table, Unc ignored the cookies and the individuals gathered for once, nearly missing the ball of fluff that pounced him until tiny claw stuck in the leg of his trousers. Looking down, Unc smiled. A kitten!

Crouching, he carefully picked the ball of fluff up and examined in, for not only was this a kitten, but this was the most perfect kitten he had ever laid eyes on. One finally worthy enough to be a gift. Now to find a house elf.

[gutentaghopclop.livejournal.com]

Cookies! Franz loved cookies. He grabbed one from the top of the pile and munched it down.

"I say!" he exclaimed in a voice one could be forgiven for thinking belonged to Bertie Wooster. "What an excellent cookie! My compliments to the chef, whoever she might be. I shall have to thank her for being so thoughtful as to gift us with these capital biscuits, what?"

He walked away, humming Gilbert & Sullivan.

[lilypotter60.livejournal.com]

Lily was walking through the Great Hall on her way to the Library after her shift in the Hospital Wing. One of the new patients was presenting with symptoms that seemed sodding familiar somehow, and Lily wanted to do some research before she went to Madame Nutter and Cox in the morning with her theory. A pile of books was in her hands, the topmost open. Attempting to read, walk without running into anything breakable, and drink from a mug of tea, Lily nearly collided with the table holding the cookies. Glancing down, she sighed in relief. "Oh, thank Merlin," she mumbled, managing to grab a cookie and taking a large bite. She hadn't eaten since early this morning. Who knew that three patients deciding to simultaneously projectile vomit on you would ruin your appetite for lunch?

That, combined with her preoccupation with the text she was studying, was probably the reason that Lily forgot her lesson in not eating random things left out in the Great Hall. As she finished the cookie and washed it down with a sip of tea, Lily kept on walking through the Hall. Then she started to feel decidedly...odd.

"Bloody hell," she frowned, pausing. Her chest hurt slightly - not painful so much as an uncomfortable pressure. Hand going to unconsciously rub at her chest, Lily was shocked to find...rather more than what she was expecting. Looking down, she found her breasts had grown. A lot. Eyebrows shooting up, her mouth dropped open in shock. "What in the world?" Wait. Her voice was a perfect American accent. The hair that was falling in front of her face was...blonde.

"Shit!" she thought. "This is so weird!"

Oh. Oh, this was not good. Lily had one fleeting thought that she really should stop being such a prat retard before a giggle escaped her. What was she doing lugging around all of these stupid books? Tossing them onto a nearby table, Lily looked down at her clothes with thinly veiled disgust. "Ugh!" she exclaimed to herself. "Who dressed me? God!" No cleavage at all, even. It was like a nightmare.

Looking around, Lily sighed. She'd been going somewhere? Where was it? After spending three seconds in deep thought (Ow!), Lily shrugged and decided it obviously wasn't as important as finding clothes that didn't make her look like a reject from some family TV show.

[ninth-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Girl, I don't know," said a newly girly Doctor, because that Janitor guy was really giving him the creeps, the creep, "but you, like, should totally get a bit of a maaaakeoverrrr~, y'know?"

[dungbombsrule.livejournal.com]

Oh look, cookies! Ron glanced around to see if someone was guarding them, but then saw the sign. Well, far be it from him not to help a girl out. So he took a cookie. And another one. They were good cookies.

Ron grinned as he started to... sorta... sway. Where was Harry? He hadn't seen him for a while. Good ol' Harry. Ron loves you, Harry! Now Snape was back and all his friends lived together like single adults making laughters and happiness and love in that nice show about friends with shiny hair. Ron thought it was called Seinfeld or something. Hogwarts is fun!

The redhead abruptly turn his head at the slight movement. Was that...

A butterfly!?

[damnfinecupof.livejournal.com]

A goat came prancing up to the tall swaying boy and playfully attempted to butt him.

It was almost like a bother.

[profmoony.livejournal.com]

Seeing the cookies and the note, Remus knew better than to try any. Really, this Roxy girl needed to cover her tracks better. Perhaps he ought to give her some tips about more effective pranking.

He wrapped up a few cookies in a tissue for safekeeping (no doubt they would have more interesting effects), and wrote neatly below Roxy's note: 4 dozen is 48, not 46.

[ginevram.livejournal.com]

Ginny had seen the effects of Roxy's chocolates on Oliver Wood and new better than to try them. But biscuits? Chocolate chip biscuits couldn't possibly be harmful. She laughed to herself over Professor Lupin's note, then helped herself to one, carefully flicking off the bits of charred biscuit from the ones beneath that were stuck to it. It tasted a charred anyway, and off somehow. Roxy definitely wasn't using her mum's recipe! Probably the House Elves gave her wrong instructions as a joke or something. She finished chewing and swallowed, despite the odd flavor, then noticed her brother talking to some people and ... wait a second, was that Snape? He wasn't popcorn anymore? Did Harry know? She thought she'd probably better talk this over with Ron.

[fullsize-al.livejournal.com]

Having left Ravenclaw together, for Al's first time, the Elric brothers were in search of something to eat. (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/874915.html?thread=42888867#t43757731) Ed had mentioned the kitchens, but while they were on the first floor, Al could smell the distinct aroma of baked goods. Actually, they smelled a little too well done, but that was okay. They'd still be good, right. Just outside the Great Hall, Al caught up with his brother and tugged on his sleeve to get him to stop.

"I think there's food in there, brother. Can we check it out?"

[fm-elric.livejournal.com]

Ed sniffed the air. "Smells kinda... burnt. Alright, we'll go check it out if you want." He led Al into the Great Hall where the cookies sat on a table.

"Eh, I guess if they're just sitting there, it'd be a shame to let them go to waste." He reached over, grabbed a cookie and took a bite, unaware of what was going to happen.