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Dr. Stanley Morleson is a brilliant man – well educated yet daring, curious yet disciplined, and open to all ideas. He’s the talk of the slightly-less-than-moral community, the top of the pyramid for his field of experimental but-possibly-dangerous science; one of the only scientists left on the planet who would have enjoyed a nice sit down with Professor Souichi Tomoe after that pesky fire incident with the genetic mutations. Whenever any one of his peers has a problem, they look to him. Unfortunately… now he had a problem. Christmas loomed upon the horizon and approached far too quickly, and he was caught without a present for his darling little daughter, Clarice. What does one get the sweet little girl that wanted for nothing?

So Stanley thought and thought and thought, walking around her room, and suddenly had the most brilliant idea: On one side of his daughter’s room were posters of her favorite heroines and heroes, from within the United States and abroad (as pictures of those Japanese school girls attested to; who were they? The Sailor Senses? Something like that); on the other, her impressive collection of doll houses and standard dolls – plastic, practically immobile, no minds of their own. Clarice was a lonely little girl – it came with the territory of living in their mansion up on the cliff that overlooked the city with all the wait staff and tutors money could buy, the poor thing. What she needed were friends.

And not just any friends. Super friends.

So Stanley set about creating a marvelous, wonderful device… And, on Christmas Eve, everything was ready. Wrapped up in a pretty little box with a big fluffy red bow was his present to her. Most were still sleeping – the procedure and the massive amounts of knockout gas used beforehand would have that effect on them. But they were there, all together, sleeping in the little box. And when she awoke on Christmas morning to find this wonderful surprise, why, he’d be the best daddy in the entire world! Not to mention that whole cracking that shrinking-and-plasticisizing business. Yes, his job was done. As Clarice prepared for supper and a rousing Christmas Eve of carols and gingerbread making and tree decorating with himself and their staff, Stanley snuck up to her room and placed the little red box on her floor hiding amongst her stuffed animal collection, ready to surprise her when she woke up in the morning.

“Ah, yes,” he said to himself as he looked again on the closed box, “And by midnight tonight, the transformation becomes permanent. Clarice’s favorite super heroes will be living plastic dolls, mobile, vocal, thinking, but completely without those pesky and possibly-dangerous powers. They will be her friends forever.” he smiled, then caught himself laughing, “Oh, but I do hope some sinister villain or visionary scientist doesn’t decide to wreak havoc upon the world come December 26th, knowing these heroes couldn’t stop him.” His chuckles faded, and he closed the door behind himself, a new bounce in his step as he retreated to the central mansion, humming “It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas”.

Her head felt tight, her mind groggy and disoriented, held over with a thick, hot haze. She opened her eyes – or she thought she did, anyway. It didn’t seem to matter whether she tried to or not; all she saw was pitch black either way. Suddenly she shifted backwards, as though the world were suddenly coming to a stop – was she in a car? Blindfolded? Drugged – what was going on here? She reached out and felt something like soft, rubbery plastic beside her, something soft and pillow-like to her other side. What the heck? Suddenly she was falling! Her stomach flipped with the sensation, and then her entire body bounced as she hit the ground. … but it didn’t hurt. She tried opening her eyes again, looking for any sign of….

Light.

Far above her was a thin line of light, and again her mind raced, wondering where she could possibly be, and how she could escape. But her mind derailed as laughter boomed through the air. “And by midnight tonight, the transformation becomes permanent. Clarice’s favorite super heroes will be living plastic dolls, mobile, vocal, thinking, but completely without those pesky and possibly-dangerous powers. They will be her friends forever.” The voice paused, laughed, and continued, “Oh, but I do hope some sinister villain or visionary scientist doesn’t decide to wreak havoc upon the world come December 26th, knowing these heroes couldn’t stop him.” The deep laugh faded as the light above disappeared and a door closed with a loud ‘click’. Footsteps receded.

The fog was gone. Uranus came to her feet in a rush, wanting to touch her skin to see if what she thought the man had said was what he had actually said – was she actually a… her hands raised slowly, her hand moving to touch her arm, but she stopped herself, balling her hands into fists as she resisted it. What she was right now was a trivial matter. She could move, and that’s all she really needed. She reached up, but she didn’t reach anything; her hand found a wall and she followed it, but she still couldn’t touch the ceiling. She paused, looking around, and slightly moved her feet to the side; it came in contact with something. Or someone. The voice had said ‘heroes’ and ‘dolls’; there were others here.


“Wake up!” Sailor Uranus called, hoping others would come out of their daze. They had only until midnight – hanging around in a daze was nothing like a good plan.

"Wake up!" cried a voice.

Starfire shifted her body and it felt unnatural. She felt like some of her muscles were constricted. She opens her eyes and saw a short blond hair girl in strange dark blue outfit. She glanced around and saw other others laying around them. She saw no sign of Raven, Beast Boy, Cyborg, or Robin.

"Excuse me miss do you where we are and where are captors are?" She asked the short blond hair. She hope the girl didn't mind her awkward English.

Mercury heard someone call out to wake up. She fought to open her eyes. Blinking she finally was able to get them open. She knew the voice that called out to them. "Uranus, is that you?" She timidly called back. She couldn't see well, it was rather dark, but she could hear someone else speaking, awkwardly at that.

"What's going on here? Uranus do you know?" She waited for an answer, her body felt tight and stiff. She lifted her hand and found something in front of her, that gave a little when she pushed against. 'we have to get out of here.' She thought. 'Where ever we are.'

"Listen up!" Uranus continued, hearing a few responses from the surrounding darkness - Mercury among them. She was happy to have her here; she would be a great help if that mention of transformations and 'visionary scientists' was an allusion to who the mysterious man was. Having a genius with them should help farther down the line. ... not to mention hearing a familiar voice was somewhat comforting. She wondered what exactly she would say, but settled for what she was good at: being concise. "We've been transformed and have until midnight until it becomes permanent. We're in a box of some sort; I can't reach the top, but I can give someone a boost."

She waited for a volunteer, wondering if Neptune had been taken as well; while on the one hand she hoped Michiru had been spared, the other, more selfish part of her wanted Michiru here. Only Michiru could keep up with her, Michiru's intuition was second to none - she'd know where to go. And... if they failed, being stuck in whatever fresh hell they found themselves in would be much more bearable with her there.

"Transformed?" said Starfire puzzled. "Please elaborate." She then looked around and noticed that they were in a box. If they were in a box that meant they were small. Starfire cringed when she thought about the last time she was scaled down to size. Hopefully this time a three eye witch won't be trying to eat to her.

"I can try to get to you, but Uranus, it won't be easy going." Mercury couldn't feel others around her but she knew they were there. She side stepped down the 'box' they were in apparently. She had to slid around a person or two. She tried to wake them up along the way, but she wasn't sure it worked. Uranus shouldn't be too far.

"Uranus, I bumped into a few others along the way, I think they might have woken up, but I can't be sure." She said getting closer to the other Senshi. her eyes were adjusted to the darkness now, and she could make out the forms of the others.

"So which one is lighter, you or me?" She asked the stranger.

Starfire cocked her head in confusion. "Are you talking about ones weight? Yes, I am quite light. But what does that have to with our situation?"

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Spoiler:

"This," Uranus commented as she knelt beside the younger girl, jerking her head back to indicate that she could climb on her back, "I'll give you a boost, you see what you could do about reaching the top of this thing."

((You can pp Uranus standing or whatnot XD))

Starfire just laughed a little and said, "Oh, but I can fly!" She looked up and kicked her feet up off the ground. The moment she jumped into the air she fell felt on her face. She sat up and her eyes widen. Why didn't she fly? Her emotions were fine it wasn't like last time when Robin said she wasnt a girl or his friend.

"Oh, girls this is terrible! My powers are based off my emotions and they're not working," she said. "I feel fine so I don't have clue why they are not working."

Bubbles was bouncing on rainbows with her family of unicorns when one of them turned to her and yelled in her face.

"WAKE UP!"

She bounced upward from her sleep, smacking right into something hard and plastic.

"Aw! Owie!" Rubbing her forehead she looked around. It was so dark in here, where was she?

That's when she heard others talking not too far from her. "Uh, hello? Is there someone there? Yoooo hoooooo!!" He squeaky voice tore through several octaves and reached incredible pitches while she was talking.

Looking upward she saw a ray of light shining down onto her face. Oh! There's my way out! Pulling her arm and leg up to take flight, she imagined herself flying towards the light and... nothing happened.

Huh? Why.. why can't I fly?

kim possible wakes up. "where am I" she wonder. she grab her kimacator. "Wade are you there" she asked.. the image of wade dose not move.. "why dose the screen look like a sicker? and why is this plastic.."? she asked her self.. "Hello.. is anyone out there" she cries out

People were waking up all over the place; before too long there would be a bunch of confused people in a tiny little space, and Uranus felt she just didn't have time for that right now. They had to get out; they could figure out what was going on once they could really see what was going on. If nothing else, it'd give her some real room to breathe, think, and act. Someone had to find a way to break this spell, or whatever it was.

"We'll figure that out later," she replied to the girl she knelt beside, "Just see if you can reach the ceiling and push it out of the way. Sailor Mercury is really smart," she added at the last moment, remembering the girl's mention of how her emotions could effect her, "she might be able to figure something out, but she'll need to see properly first, right, Mercury?" Uranus prompted, still waiting for the girl to climb on her shoulders.

Kim see the short haired blond. "hey can you help me?" she asked

Mercury nodded but then remembered the dark."Yes." She added quickly. "I'm sure there's a reason for all this, but right now I think it would be best to take things one problem at a time." She didn't care for this small space or the fact that there seemed to be a lot of them trapped in it.

They needed to get out of here and fast, she knew not everyone would be able to keep their heads in such a small space. "You're taller, I think." Mercury said to the girl, "It might be best if you go." She added. She was really starting to feel trapped. Mercury had never liked being trapped.

Starfire nodded and climb up on the blond hair girl's shoulders. The blond hair girl stood up and gave her a boost. Starfire reached for the top trying not lose balance. She tried to stretch her arms, but they would not allow her.

"Um, excuse me blond headed girl can you please bend you knees try to give me another boost?"

She was so close to the top if only she could bend her arms. What was wrong with her body?

kim walks up to the blond and the others. "do you guys need some help?" she asked. "we could try to make a human pyrmiad, I use to be a cheerleader." she added

Sailor Moon groaned as she tried to move her legs. Had she gotten knocked out by a youma? Just what was going on? She tried to move but felt more stiff than usual. She stood up and straightened out her fuku. She looked around and noticed she was in a strange house. Just what was this weird place? She looked around and noticed she was in an upstairs bedroom it appeared. She could feel the floor squeak slightly as she walked. She was startled when she touched her arm and noticed the unfamiliar rubbery feeling. She stopped a minute and found herself looking in a miniature looking mirror. She had become a doll or that's what it appeared to be. She looked at her hands, legs, head and tried to turn her head to the side but it wouldn't move. She began to panic as reality set in. She had been turned into a doll!

"Help Me!" she screamed at the top of her lungs hoping someone would hear her.

Uranus, intent on reaching the top of the box, hadn’t heard anyone calling to her until the girl on her shoulders asked if she could give her another boost. Holding onto the girl’s ankles securely, Uranus prepared to jump when someone behind them asked if they needed help. She would’ve ignored the suggestion if the girl hadn’t continued, but when the newcomer offered her cheerleading background, she paused. Turning completely, apparently not minding the extra weight on her shoulders one moment – minding it less than she should, in all actuality – she nodded. “That would help. What do we need to –“

“Help me!” a muffled voice called from somewhere beyond the box they were all stuck in.

Uranus eyed Mercury, “Usagi-chan?” she questioned aloud.

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Quasimodo laid deep asleep, though that would change quickly the moment sunlight would touch his face and he could get up to ring his beloved bells, heralding the day for all of Paris and it's townsfolk below. But it wasn't sunlight that woke him, it was the voice of...women? But surely Esmeralda would not be coming today to visit, and no other woman would come to his bell tower. He opened his eyes and realized he was not laying on his bed, but on some very hard yet slightly spongy with a strange woody scent to it. He slowly looked a little nervously, to see that he was right. He was surrounded by women. No no, this was not good! This was too many women! What would they say when they saw his hideous face? These were not the good folk of Paris but strangers who would surely shun him as the townsfolk did when he first went among them during the Festival of Fools.

But in a moment the fear passed as he remembered Esmeralda and Phoebus's kind words, that he was a wonderful man in the inside and an excellent friend. He gulped as he slowly stood up, frame tilting oddly from the large hump on his back. He heard about being in a box and attempts to get out, and could see a woman with a second on her shoulders, trying to reach the edge. He moved to the blonde woman who reminded him a lot of Phoebus and stuttered a little.”I-I can help...I can lift you up.” he moved forward cautiously, holding onto Uranus's waist and grunted with effort, lifting her and the other woman up. It was difficult yes, but he could manage. Ringing the bells and climbing the rafters of his bell tower had built his muscles over the years, and it came in handy now as he gave them an extra foot or so of reach at least.

Uranus was surprised - so many things were happening at once. Their friend was somehow outside the box (unless it was a trap?), the shadowy figure with the voice of a teenager who had offered cheerleading assistance was still somewhere in front of her, but suddenly a masculine voice and a heavier gait approached them and tentatively spoke, then corrected himself with a stronger tone. Before she could answer large, strong arms were around her waist and lifting her up. She gained about a foot or so, and after the split-second of surprise and confusion she wondered if the girl on her shoulders could reach the top now. Keeping a secure grip on the girl's shoulders, she waited; in the back of her mind she had already thought that the new arrival would be of help when getting people out of here once the box was opened.

Starfire felt an extra boost and looked down and saw the blond hair girl was being lifted by someone else.

"Thank you so much," Starfire shouted out to the person. She wished she could see who the person was. She reached out her arms yet again and could feel the flaps of the box. She pushed on them and they opened up and falling to the sides of the box.

"Glorious!" she cried happily. Not paying attention she lost her balance causing everyone to fall over.

Quasimodo looked up then quickly down again, realizing the women were in skirts. He blushed darkly and kept his eyes firmly on the ground of the box as he continued to hold onto the blonde womans waist. Thank goodness he hadn't seen anything he was suppose to, how could he ever look them in the eyes after such an occurrence? He wondered if he had given them enough leverage, but they were easy enough to hold that he could possibly push them up higher by holding onto the womans ankles. Hopefully she wouldn't mind or be scared. He heard the top most one cry out happily and risked a glance up. He caught a glimpse of light, the box top open and long red hair before he felt a wobble. Before he realized it, the blonde woman had been ripped out of his grip while he remained standing, due thanks to his sturdy stance and low gravity. He looked down, now seeing the women on the floor of the box as he frowned in concern, speaking up again.”A-are you ladies alright? You're not hurt are you?”

Bubbles squinted at the onslaught of light. "Ooooooo it's bright! Turn it off!" When she opened her eyes again and became used to the brightness, she saw some pretty ladies sprawled over the floor as if they had just fallen.

Bubbles squeaked in worry and ran to help the pretty red head. "Are you ok? Are you hurting? Pretty lady, are you ok?"

Mercury has stood back while the others tried to get to the top. She hear someone call out for help. That did sound like her. "I think so." She said when Uranus asked. "It did sound like her at least. But with all that's going on I we should be careful." She was filled with worry. The voice did sound like Usagi but someone could be using her voice.

Mercury stood back to make room for the others as they tried to reach the top of whatever box they were in. She squinted her eyes in the sudden rush of light. "Are you alright?" She asked offering Uranus a hand. A plastic hand. Mercury gasped. "I think things just took a turn for the worse."

The spill wasn't that bad - not entirely pleasant, but not that bad. In any case, the top of the box was open and light weakly spread shone on their surroundings, even the small difference causing her eyes to constrict. "Yeah, I'm alright," she commented, taking Mercury's offered hand but standing up under her own strength. Mercury's words puzzled her - they had opened the box and could now see; how could things be for the worse? But as Uranus followed Mercury's gaze, she found herself, too, staring down at her hand. Her decidedly plastic hand. Blinking, she looked up at Mercury to see her for what she was - a doll. Blue hair, lifelike but just shy of real sprouted from her head in her usual style and her features were incredibly close to lifelike, but they had a plastic sheen to them that was just disconcerting. Looking down at her own hands and the plastic glare on them, Uranus shuddered.

If they didn't find a way to reverse this madman's operation, they would be stuck as dolls forever.

She shoved her fear aside and looked around them again; the girl who had been on her shoulders lay splayed at the feet of a tiny little thing with a blue dress and blonde hair in pigtails; the girl herself looked around their height, red haired and deeply tanned... or was her skin really orange? She wore a stylized midriff purple outfit. Close to them was another redhead, this one with hair that bounced more than the other's, dressed in a casual combat style with a black top and cargo pants, a utility belt around her waist with several pockets - interesting choice for someone trained as a cheerleader. Turning around she saw a shorter humpbacked man with an ugly face, but a truly concerned expression and a soft demeanor about him. She nodded at him as an answer to his question, then turned her attention to the top of the box.

It wasn't just she and Mercury who had been transformed - they all had been. Dolls, each of them, including those still waking up on the floor around them, staring over with incredulous eyes, peering at their own hands in bewilderment. What time was it? How long did they have to reverse the transformation? She needed answers. She turned to the short man, remembering his strength.

"Do you think you could give me a boost?" she asked, looking from him to the top of the box, motioning with a tilt of her head. "I can usually jump pretty high; if you could add your strength to mine, I might be able to crest the top and find something to help everyone else."

She waited for his answer, then turned to Mercury, "You can organize them, right?" she inquired, more a statement than a question.

ooc - Kim Possible:

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"I think I know a way we can get out." kim said then she grabbed a grappling gun which is now a toy version. "I hope this works" she said then presses the button. the hook shoots out and is able to reach the top of the box. "all we have to do now is use this to climb up the side of the box. "I'll wait down here, until everyone else is at the top. but we need someone strong to go fris so they can help the other" she turns to Sailor Uranus. and by the way. "I'm Kim Possible, i wonder if this is the work of Drakken" she said.

Mercury nodded. "Yeah I can do that." She said. She turned to those still waking up. "Everyone if I may have your attention!" She managed to keep her voice from shaking. She was really worried about their current situation. "Someone has somehow turned us in to dolls. We're going to get out of here and find a way to reverse it, but for now form a line and we'll start getting people out."

She turned back to Uranus. "I'll stay down here with Kim, was it? And help get them out." Mercury turned to Kim. "I'm Sailor Mercury." She smiled even though she didn't feel it, she needed to present a clam face for the others. She scanned the faces of the others in the weak light. She didn't see her friends maybe that meant they didn't get kidnapped and end up in this mess. She hoped they could find a way out of this soon.

Quasimodo looked around the dimly lit box now. He could see everyone else in the box now, his eyes able to adjust well in the dimness that was similar to the top most rafters of his bell tower. A woman the same as the blonde, but with blue hair. Blue? The red head in a startlingly revealing purple outfit and strange skin. A young child with blonde pigtails and innocently large eyes. Everyone looked strange, alive yet not. He looked down at himself and was startled to see a soft shine to his skin,like the shiny boiled sap carpenters would paint on their work to seal it from time and elements. How on earth had this happened to him? Why had it happened, and the question of where he was if not his bell tower begged answering.

He was startled out of his thoughts as the blonde woman spoke to him. He looked up toward the top, squinting his good eye as he judged the distance. He looked back at her and nodded, his bangs bobbing a little as he did.” I think I can. You're light enough.” he looked at the other women a little nervously. He had never been around so many women before, alone without Esmeralda to gently tutor him. He didn't want to scare any of them with his appearance. He lowered his head, a little ashamed and a little embarrassed. He shifted into a comfortable, secure stance with his legs slightly apart as he laced his fingers together, palms facing up. He extended his arms in front of him, offering the hold to the blonde woman as he waited patiently for her to make the attempt to get out of the box. He heard the blue haired woman speaking her name and gently commanding attention. He blinked as he heard her words, that they had turned into dolls. Dolls? Childrens playthings? Then why were they so shiny? He hesitated before he spoke up shyly, asking the question to Mercury. How was he to know what plastic was, being from an olden time before the advancement of technology, the creation of plastic dolls and figurines not made of wood or cloth any longer?

Kim nodded. "once we get out of this box, we must find a way to turn our self back." she said. and waited for the first person to climb up. "i guess this isn't the work of Drakken" she added