--Round 2--
Ellie moved her piece forward, landing in a gold space. She eagerly grabbed a card.
"GIVE. CHOOSE A MENTAL TRAIT THAT YOU POSSESS AND GIVE IT TO ANOTHER PLAYER." Ellie thought this over. It wasn't like the first card, she'd be giving something up. Maybe she could give out a trait she didn't like? That was kind of mean, but it could help her out...
"Naomi! I give you my fear of the dark!" Ellie was a bit embarrassed to even say it, but she had trouble sleeping without a night light. Thinking about it now though, Ellie logically knew that nothing would pop out of the dark and scare her, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Naomi, on the other hand, shuddered at the thought of walking down a dark alleyway, or even lying in bed in pitch darkness.
"Why'd you pick me?" Naomi asked.
"I was gonna give it to Zack, but I already did him, and you were the next closest one, so..." Ellie had a look of guilt on her face. She wondered if she made a bad move.
"Don't worry babe, I'll protect you from whatever horrors lurk in the dark!" Zack said, trying to sound like a confident superhero.
"Oh, stop!" Naomi giggled and slapped Zack's cheek lightly. Worry briefly crossed his face. Did she not like him anymore? But Zack noticed she was laughing, and breathed a sigh of relief. It must have been a joke.
Brandon coughed, getting the group's attention. He rolled and moved his piece forward, not landing on any gold spaces.
"Darn, I was hoping for something good," Brandon said, handing the die to Naomi. Her roll caused her piece to land on a gold space, and she took her card.
"GIVE AND TAKE. CHOOSE A PHYSICAL TRAIT THAT YOU POSSESS AND GIVE IT TO ANOTHER PLAYER WHILE TAKING THE EQUIVALENT TRAIT FROM THEM. Well, I've always wondered what it's like to be tall...Brandon, I'll take your height and give you mine," Naomi announced.
Even from a sitting position, the change in Brandon was noticeable. He shrank down to Naomi's 5'5", while Naomi shot up to his 6'1". She stood up at the same time he did, now towering over both her current and former boyfriend.
"This is awesome! Thanks Brandon!"
"Um...you're welcome!" Brandon said, trying to save face. "I guess it's not so bad. I think my muscles look bigger now." He flexed a bicep, and they did appear to larger on his smaller frame.
Ignoring Brandon, Zack spoke up. "D-damn babe, you look hot!" He hoped that was the right thing to say, he heard that girls sometimes didn't like it when guys were too forward.
"Thanks!" Naomi bent down and gave Zack a kiss on the cheek. She sat back down and passed the die to her boyfriend. Zack ran his hand over the spot her lips had touched, shocked at what had just happened. Then he smiled. He could get used to this!
"Lucky me!" exclaimed Zack as his piece entered a gold space. "COPY," he read. "COPY THE TOP CARD OF THE DISCARD PILE AND TARGET THE SAME PLAYER THAT CARD WAS LAST USED ON. That'd be the give and take, right?" He examined the give and take card, grinning.
"I'll be taking your muscles, and giving you mine." Zack's body seemed to inflate like a balloon, growing well-defined bulk on his legs, arms, and torso. He flexed his biceps and struck a few bodybuilder poses. Naomi watched appreciatively.
"Not much to give," said Brandon, as he became skinny as a twig. "Guess I can say goodbye to that sports scholarship." Again, the game had mellowed his reaction. He was kind of mad at Zack and Naomi for taking his best physical features, but then again, that was the nature of the game. He could always get them back later.
Naomi was similarly conflicted. She felt bummed getting Ellie's fear of the dark, and wanted something good to make up for it. Brandon's height was the first thing she thought of. But now that Zack had taken his muscles, he basically had Zack's figure. Though he was still a taller than him, at lest. But if Brandon didn't get his strength back during the game, he'd have to work out like crazy to build it up naturally. Although, Ellie couldn't deny that she liked seeing Brandon's muscles on her new boyfriend.
Still feeling bad, Naomi put a hand on Brandon's shoulder. "Hey, don't worry. I'll help you get your grades up before the last semester, you won't need it."
Brandon smiled. "Thanks, bab-um, I mean, bud. I appreciate it."