[center][h2][color=cyan]Forrest Brian Idland[/color][/h2][/center]
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	[color=deepskyblue] Forrest caressed his scalp and shielded his eyes from the sun's rays. [color=cyan]"Well, isn't this odd,"[/color] he commented. His head turned and tilted as he viewed his surroundings. No doubt, Forrest wasn't in any normal reality. Everything around him was queer and stripped off of a fantastical novel. The teenager put his hand down; he chose to look directly at the sun a few seconds. 

	As a response, he closed his eyes and brought his hand immediately back up. A small headache began to form resulting from the idiotic decision. Opening his eyes with his hand over them, he started to ponder. [color=cyan]"Hmm, I have a headache from staring at the sun. Yeah, this definitely isn't a dream."[/color] THe vision in his eyes adjusted and he suddenly noticed the pigment on his hand. 

	[color=cyan] "I'm a smurf now..."[/color] His voice trailed off when he couldn't believe the alterations to his body. Stretching out his bangs, he noticed his hair wasn't red anymore. Forrest sucked the air out of teeth and listened to the woman talking. She spoke confidently which demonstrated her familiarity with "this" fantasy setting. 

	Forrest then analyzed everyone else in the crowd. Their expressions were the same as his. Others were aggravated while others embraced their new image. His new pointy ears perked up when they heard a man curse out loud. [color=cyan]"How charming,"[/color] Forrest retorted. Everyone else appeared to be just as weird or even weirder than Forrest. The only noticeable characteristics about himself were probably his skin complexion; the ears, on the other hand, were cute. 

	Forrest sighed and wondered what this all meant. A smile formed on his face deciding that positivity was the best course mood for this situation.[color=cyan]"Heh,"[/color] he snickered. [color=cyan]"I always wanted to visit Comic Con."[/color] Shaking his head, he approached the table benches and slipped his body next to another elven individual with wooden glasses. 

	Staring into the cup, he twirled the beverage with his finger. [color=cyan]"You know, I heard about this one person that arranged a costume party. That person then pushed red Kool-Aid on everyone. I just hope that "this" isn't one of those parties,"[/color] he joked. Forrest put his finger into his mouth and tasted the substance.[/color]