
Growth Drive: Week 2
Let’s see… I think I got it this time. Heya everyone, Seven here. Yea, sorry took me a bit to give an update log. Had a concert to give, since ya know, part time DJ. That’s besides the point, you all are reading this data log for the results. Let's see, I’ll get things all tallied up…
Ok… 476… plus 406… ah ha! Seems Dylan is already getting a big boost! 882 new pounds to him! Geez, you all nearly doubled his weight since then. Now let me just grab the audio log of the weight gain. I didn’t check the calculations when I took the log, just sorta watched it happen with the top donator, Fergus.
-Playing Audio Log-
“Ok, so Dylan is in his workshop right now, so it’s the perfect time to really get him. Just gotta get this back door open…” Seven is heard picking a lock on a door.
“This is gonna be well worth the show. So how’s this thing work?” Fergus looks at the device he’s holding, while Seven picks the lock.
“It makes the target rapidly gain weight through an electronic signal. Got the lock, now we just gotta stay low. Follow me.” Seven crouches down as he enters the workshop’s back kitchen.
“Seems simple enough, any idea on how much he’s gonna grow?”
“Not yet, I hope it’s at least a good chunk. Alright, I see him. Now all you gotta do is press the button and we watch the magic happen.”
Fergus is heard pressing a button, a very low whirring sound emits from the machine as the two watch Dylan. The Zekrom is seen nodding his head to some music, oblivious to the fact his chubby belly is slowly swelling outwards into a rather rotund gut that now goes down to his thighs.
Which his thighs now noticeably are touching alongside having a much more plush behind. His moobs also gain some more softness, and even his face gains some too. Gaining a pair of chubby cheeks and a second chin starting to form. All oblivious to the changes that just occurred.
“Holy crud Fergus, it actually worked, and way better than I thought. Come on, let’s get out of here.”
“Agreed, I can’t wait for round two.”
-End Audio Log-
Yea, it was a lot more than we both thought, but we could do a lot better. As in I’m kicking up the values! Now first let’s do some updates.
Dylan’s Current Weight: 2,082 lbs
Current Multiplier: 14x
Now with those updates, let’s kick up all the values. Let me just… crank that… oil here… there we go! Here are the new values. Plus the multiplier!
Twitter Likes/Replies and FA Comments: 140 lbs (Original was gonna be 10)
Twitter Retweets and FA Favorites: 280 lbs (Original was gonna be 20)
All these values have been affect by the current multiplier, but now the multiplier value will grow faster with its new value!
Every dollar: +1 to the multiplier
I hope you guys send his weight to the moon, and I mean that literally! This is Seven, signing off for now.
Ok… 476… plus 406… ah ha! Seems Dylan is already getting a big boost! 882 new pounds to him! Geez, you all nearly doubled his weight since then. Now let me just grab the audio log of the weight gain. I didn’t check the calculations when I took the log, just sorta watched it happen with the top donator, Fergus.
-Playing Audio Log-
“Ok, so Dylan is in his workshop right now, so it’s the perfect time to really get him. Just gotta get this back door open…” Seven is heard picking a lock on a door.
“This is gonna be well worth the show. So how’s this thing work?” Fergus looks at the device he’s holding, while Seven picks the lock.
“It makes the target rapidly gain weight through an electronic signal. Got the lock, now we just gotta stay low. Follow me.” Seven crouches down as he enters the workshop’s back kitchen.
“Seems simple enough, any idea on how much he’s gonna grow?”
“Not yet, I hope it’s at least a good chunk. Alright, I see him. Now all you gotta do is press the button and we watch the magic happen.”
Fergus is heard pressing a button, a very low whirring sound emits from the machine as the two watch Dylan. The Zekrom is seen nodding his head to some music, oblivious to the fact his chubby belly is slowly swelling outwards into a rather rotund gut that now goes down to his thighs.
Which his thighs now noticeably are touching alongside having a much more plush behind. His moobs also gain some more softness, and even his face gains some too. Gaining a pair of chubby cheeks and a second chin starting to form. All oblivious to the changes that just occurred.
“Holy crud Fergus, it actually worked, and way better than I thought. Come on, let’s get out of here.”
“Agreed, I can’t wait for round two.”
-End Audio Log-
Yea, it was a lot more than we both thought, but we could do a lot better. As in I’m kicking up the values! Now first let’s do some updates.
Dylan’s Current Weight: 2,082 lbs
Current Multiplier: 14x
Now with those updates, let’s kick up all the values. Let me just… crank that… oil here… there we go! Here are the new values. Plus the multiplier!
Twitter Likes/Replies and FA Comments: 140 lbs (Original was gonna be 10)
Twitter Retweets and FA Favorites: 280 lbs (Original was gonna be 20)
All these values have been affect by the current multiplier, but now the multiplier value will grow faster with its new value!
Every dollar: +1 to the multiplier
I hope you guys send his weight to the moon, and I mean that literally! This is Seven, signing off for now.
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