Chris opened the door to his room and sat the bag containing the clay on his desk. He decided to change into something that he wouldn't mind getting dirty just in case. He found an old shirt and a pair of shorts that were for just lounging around and turned toward his desk prepared to give his first attempt at real art.
Thinking that he shouldn't start off with something too difficult he started to sculpt the only clay character he could remember at the moment Gumby. As he started molding the clay he got to noticing two things. First this was very easy, within only a couple minutes he had sculpted Gumby perfectly. Second he noticed that the clay wasn't the same color as before noting that it had changed from a flesh color to the familiar green of the original Gumby.
Chris looked down at his finished work. A perfect likeness Chris thought to himself. He picked it up and to no one in particular he said, "Chris, something isn't right."
As he finished saying that the magic clay's power took over. Being the only Chris within range of the clay's abilities it quickly began to rewrite Chris' DNA. Chris dropped the figure as his body changed. A short pain shot through his whole body and Chris' vision blurred right before he blacked out.
A few hours later, Chris awoke with a pounding headache and a weird feeling all over his body. He thought to himself "What the hell?" as he looked at his now completely green arm. He got up and ran for the bathroom. As he looked in the mirror he couldn't believe his now White with black dot eyes. "How'd this happen" he said to himself. Suddenly remembering about his recent purchase, he ran back to his room. There sitting on the desk was a exact copy of his now physical form.
Mon May 19 01:23:48 2008