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She came down through this window, but... / No Chelsea in sight. / Hmmm. / I don't think this is a good sign. |
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What could have done this? / I don't know, but put it down. The police are on their way. / Hmm. Odd. There isn't any blood, but still this dress has been ripped to shreds. / I can't figure it. Unless Chels is running around naked somewhere. / ! / Jubal? |
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For the first time in my life, I feel strangely alive. / I feel free / I feel powerful. / But I don't feel quite myself. |
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Now your daughter jumped through this window. / Step-daughter. Ah... yes. / And all you found was the dress. / Yes. She's probably streaking around here somewhere. / I doubt it. No one has seen her. / And I brought my camera and everything. / Your daughter,... I swear. / If you hadn't started arguing with her, then none of this would have happened. / Why do you hate Chelsea so? What is it? / I don't... hate her, I... / Oh... my... God. |
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Not much of a wedding I'm afraid. / I've seen worse. / It's just that every time daddy and Chelsea come together, it's like mixing oil and water. / More like Nitroglycerine and a flame-thrower. / Eeeiiiiiii!! / Mama?!! |
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Mama we heard you... / Stop baby! Don't come any closer! / And I was so hoping not to be on the dinner menu tonight. |
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Hey! Where have you guys been?! / Anybody seen Chelsea? What? / What is it with you guys? Somebody dead? / Uh, not yet. |
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What is it?! / Don't turn around. / Eeeeeeeeeekk!!! / You would have a girly scream. |
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I'm going to distract it. Then you all get! / Okay, everybody go! NOW! / But Ben... / Diane, get out of here! Everything is going to be fine! / Well, maybe not. |
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Ggrrrrr / Roar! / Hey! It's running away! / That damn thing could have killed me. / Yeah, but it didn't. |
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Daddy? |
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Hm... Where am I? The... cemetery? / Oh my God! I'm standing in front of my daddy's grave! / Oh my God!! I'm naked!! / Lord I hope I'm dead. |
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The last thing I remember was having a fight with Ben and then... and then... / And then the stress of the situation triggered a transformation. / Sebastian? T-t-talking? / Indubitably. I have come to your rescue. You may begin jumping for joy at any time. |
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I'm in a cemetery, completely naked, and talking to a cat. I must be going insane. / Talking to one's cat does not necessarily constitute insanity. However conversing with one does, unless... / Unless? / Unless both parties are magical beings. / If you are a magical being, could you please conjure me some clothing!! |
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If it is clothing you want, your wish is my command. / What? You can really do that? You can really make this just appear? / Don't be silly, of course not. Your grandmother is on her way with a robe and slippers. / Dang it all Sebo! I told you not to say anything to her 'fore I got up here. |
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Thank you so much Grandma. / Your welcome dear. / Grandma? How did you know I would be here in the cemetery? / Because your daddy's here. When you were just a little thing you would run to him whenever there was trouble. / Grandma? What happened to last night? / Kitten, that is a long, long story. |
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I feel horrible. I know that I ruined Cynthia's wedding. / I knew Ben and I would get into a fight. He just makes me so mad sometimes. / Let's just say that you added a touch of excitement to the festivities. / Excitement!? I haven't witnessed such a hubbub since "When animals attack four". |
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Take a long hot bath, then get a nap. When you wake up, we will talk. / But... / When you wake up, we will talk. / Okay, I've had a bath and a nap. I am refreshed. Can you tell me what is going on? / I say, you don't sound refreshed, in fact... / That's what I mean! A talking cat! Am I dreaming? Am I going crazy? / Child, you are not dreaming, and you are not going crazy. / Then please tell me what is going on. / I have dreaded this moment since the day you were born. / You are cursed Chelsea Chattan, damned in fact, and there is nothing that can save you. / Well, now that's out of the way, perhaps we can eat. / Nobody's hungry Sebo. / Sure, go ahead, ignore the cat. |
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Cursed? Why? How? What... / This is how it is. / Whenever the moon is full, or whenever you become stressed, agitated or frightened, you will change into a ferocious beast. / Stressed, agitated or frightened? Gee, I'll never see my step-father again. |
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You are a witch, Chelsea, and I'm not talking about the group down at the community college. You are the real thing, and very powerful. / Well, some weird things have been happening lately. / In New York, I made a pencil float in the air. Then I healed a bird that had flown into Jubal's trailer. / ... and I, I think I saw daddy when I woke up in the cemetery. / You're seeing the dead. Chelsea, you've come further than I expected. |
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You said that I changed into a... beast? Am I a,... werewolf? / Heavens no. I would never associate myself with a beast such as a werewolf. / You merely transformed into Panthera Pardus, a leopard, more commonly known as a Black Panther. / And a very sexy one, in a domineering sort of way. |
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I changed into a panther during Cyn's wedding reception? / Sort of, I'm afraid. You jumped out of the church window, then you changed. / Oh yeah, that makes sense. / And then you attempted to eat your family. / What!?! |
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I tried to eat my family!?! / But you didn't! Even as a beast you knew what was right. / I'm... I'm feeling really nervous. I... I could kill you, Grandma. / And me the appetizer. I'm outa here! |
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Chelsea, please! Come back! We have so much more to talk about. I can help you! / No! I have to get away from here! I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to hurt anyone! / Chelsea!! / Oh Sebo, what are we going to do? / Acquire an extremely large litter box. |
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Any word on Chelsea? / No, but it's been 24 hours since she disappeared. The police will increase their efforts now. / What? She turns into a doughnut after 24 hours? / I'm going to go for a walk. / 'k. / ? / Chelsea! Chelsea, wait up!! / Chels!?! Where in the world have you been!?! Everyone is looking for you! Are you okay? Chelsea? / Get away from me! I don't want to hurt you, so just get away!! / Boy! When you reject a guy, you really go for the throat. |
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Chelsea! What is going on?! Tell me please!! / I said get away! / Chelsea? / Holy sh... |
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This is definitely... weird. / Chels! Right before my eyes! Changed into a... / What are you? A panther? / Yawn / Of course you may be a hallucinogenic flashback, but somehow I doubt it. |
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Nice kitty, Chelsea, cat. You don't seem to want to rip me to bits. / Well, it looks like we are finally alone together. / Now if I can just get you to lick my face when you're in girl form. |
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It seems like you would have changed back to Chelsea by now. / Hmmm. In every old horror flick I have seen, the uh... were-creature had to kill something before it could change back to human form. / Do you think you could kill a cheeseburger? |
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There you go, girl. / Sniff, sniff. / Who are you? Morris the cat?!? Eat that!! |
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