Jokers..

[Some other happenings in the CG at the time have been edited out, so that this isn't incredibly long.]

Wayward Trickster Marcell blinks out of his daze, coughing as Fourth Wall dust disperses around him.

Warrant Officer Willow hurries over to Marc and sits on him. “Hello,” she says casually.

Contender Ari waves to Marc

Wayward Trickster Marcell , quite suddenly, has a beautiful Joker in his lap. He looks quite pleased! “Hello ma'am.” He responds, equally casual.

Wayward Trickster Marcell waves at Ari with a grin.

Warrant Officer Willow grins at him widely. “Good day, sir,” she says and nods curtly.

Wayward Trickster Marcell , unable to help himself, wraps his arms around her waist and purrs affectionately. “You're getting heavy.”¹⁾ He notes.

Second Lieutenant Snow Gray internally goes “Oh no he didn't” at Marc's words.

Warrant Officer Willow thumps Marc on the stomach. “Excuse me?” she scowls at him.

Wayward Trickster Marcell winces in apparent pain and clutches his stomach. “Ow! What was that for?!”

Warrant Officer Willow glares at him some more. “Well, the baby's probably like, what, the size of a grain of rice? You callin' me fat, man?” she says holding back a grin.

Wayward Trickster Marcell frowns and stares his wife down, holding back his own smile. “Yeah, you know what? Maybe I am!”

Warrant Officer Willow glares a nasty glare. She picks herself up and sits down again, heavily, on Marc.

Wayward Trickster Marcell holds back a chuckle and attempts, feebly, to push Willow off as she lands back on him. “Get your fat ass off my lap, woman!”

Warrant Officer Willow cuffs Marc's ear. “Watch your mouth, you insensitive prick!”

Wayward Trickster Marcell growls and smacks her arm lightly. “Make me!”

Warrant Officer Willow gives him a ferocious look and her eyes flash green. Marc's eyes elongate, like snail eyes, and curl down to stare at his mouth.

Contender Ari watches with bemusement, this may end badly..

Wayward Trickster Marcell blinks in surprise for a moment, before his eyes POOF back to normal. He looks at his wife in disbelief. “Well, you're getting better at that.”

Warrant Officer Willow bursts into giggles. She is never going to get that image ot of her head.

Spontaneously Anadel, were she hear, would laugh outrageously at Willow's “punishment”

Wayward Trickster Marcell's own eyes start to gleam. Willow's head suddenly inflates like a balloon, growing so big it eventually causes her to topple forward and headbutt the ground.

Second Lieutenant Snow Gray shuffles her cards, waiting for an answer as she eyes Marc and Willow with mild interest.

Warrant Officer Willow blinks at the ground. She pops back to normal and rolls her eyes at Marc.

Wayward Trickster Marcell waves happily at Kier, before turning his attention back to his wife with a cheeky smile.

Warrant Officer Willow waves at Kierssa, and looks back at Marc, eyes flashing green again.

Warrant Officer Willow smiles as Marc's belly grows and swells, his legs and arms thicken, and several chins appear below his original one. “You're getting heavy,” she says, quoting Marc himself.

Wayward Trickster Marcell sighs and awaits what happens next.

Wayward Trickster Marcell gasps, then notices the several chins. “Haaaaay. This may actually make me seem a lot more macho.”

Kierssa laughs at FatMarcell and goes to sit by Snow and Nathan.

Contender Ari winces, oh the risks of angering jokers

Wayward Trickster Marcell topples forward, now a lot heavier, and squishes Willow's legs.

Warrant Officer Willow chuckles. “Does it now? I thought the man-boobs²⁾ might make you think otherwise.”

Warrant Officer Willow ACKs

Warrant Officer Willow squirms out from underneath Marcell.

Wayward Trickster Marcell POOFs back to normal, before pouncing on his wife and purring in glee. “Looks like you've gotten the hang of your powers.”

Spontaneously Anadel really is not here right now but she may be crying she's laughing so hard.

Warrant Officer Willow grins at Marc. “Looks like it!”