Soren's command block coding got corrupted half way through the process he was in the middle of and now, himself and two other order members have fallen victim to this glitch. Ivor and Magnus were coming to check up on Soren, wondering why he was taking so long. It's common for Soren to be fiddling with the command block, like a dad about his car. His lips were always full of "leave me alone!" and "you're distracting me". Nevertheless, Ivor always wants to pester Soren about it and Magnus just likes to pester. This time to their dismay, as they are all transformed into strange almost counterpart mobs. (I will animate transformations soon) The pain was in waves as their blocky bodies contorted into thin and stubbier versions of their old form. Sprouting hair from places there wasn't any before, and proportions quite unusual to the way they are used to. Before a cure is founded, these three will have to learn how to control their new bodies for a bit. Hope it isn't permanent.
The more they sit in their new forms, the more their brains start mutating too. Certain characteristics only pertaining to certain mobs started showing up in the three. Soren of course being enthralled by Ivor's new state of being, has to detail it all in a book and quill. Unfortunately, he has to hold the quill in his snout rather than his hands that don't exist anymore. "Blast these damn hooves! I must record the information you are telling me right away!" Soren slowly gains custom to using his snout as a prehensile unit while multitasking questions for Ivor. Ivor on the other hand, is gaining sudden strange urges to pick up random dirt blocks that "speak to me" while also requiring to then place them in yet another random spot. A sort of Enderman habit. As the questioning grew longer, Ivor's discontent grew larger. Soren's big strange donkey eyes peering into Ivor's mythical endereyes was saturating Ivor's mind in a thick aggressive hormone. "Soren I don't know why... But I'm getting the sudden feeling of needing to smack the ever living crap out of your face!" To Soren's mistake, getting caught up in Ivor's entrancing enderman aura had caused him to forget the biggest rule that the species has. Before he could acknowledge such, he is met with a giant punch to the face. "I guess that's the end of questioning for now..."
"Oh how nice, you and Ivor get to play doctor and shit just for me to face this by myself!" Magnus felt left out, and rather different than his usual brash attitude. There was concern edging his voice where there wasn't before. "Do you know how humiliating it is to not have any arms?!" He sticks out his stubby cute creeper legs and Soren chuckles. "I don't see how this is bad for you, Magnus. Now you don't need to craft or carry TNT since it's literally always inside of you now!" Magnus had surprisingly forgotten about this in the fit of transformation and all. It was exciting a bit at first, but then the question was, would he die the second something set him off? "Oh great, how certain are we that I won't just... literally die from this?" Ivor and Soren are ushering Magnus to explode on command to see if anything unusual happens. "You aren't fully a Creeper still, Magnus. Maybe you just... Keep exploding?" Ivor's input didn't help the rogue much. It seemed for the first time ever, an explosion felt so far away from Magnus, until suddenly he sees a cat out from the corner of his vision. "Um... guys... eh um, I usually really like cats but... I don't know, somethins tellin me to run the hell away right now!" And so he did, as fast as his newly founded legs could take him. It felt so urgent that by the time he got past Soren and Ivor, an explosion had welled up so big inside he exploded right then and there. It took until the smoke had cleared for Soren and Ivor to see the flinching Magnus surrounded by a big crater a little bigger than the usual Creeper. Still intact, Magnus slowly turns around to face his funky friends. "You guys... That. Was. SOFUGGINAWWWWESOME!! AHH HAHAH!!" So the flame has been relit in his eyes only now, perhaps raging a bit harder. "I AM IN. DE. STRUCTABLE!!!" Meanwhile Ivor finds the opportunity to pick up that cat from earlier and place it on top of Magnus while he boasts on and on about how great of a creeper he is. It causes him to yelp and turn tail immediately, cowering behind Soren, who's literal tail kept brushing Magnus in the face. "Hey Soren, I totally forgot you have a tail, now" Magnus mentions. "Oh! you're right. Yes this form is a bit strange but it's not that bad..." Ivor rolls his eyes "Yes yes we know you want to be a donkey. I've heard you mention it a strangely large amount of times..." This causes Soren to blush and Magnus notices. "HAH that's so gay." He snickers to Soren. "That's rich coming from you, Magnus." Magnus brushes that remark off and starts changing the topic to something other than that.
The three bicker and experiment for awhile before perhaps Ellegard and Gabriel walk in on them all fighting in the state they are in.
( Would Ellegard be a cat since Magnus is a Creeper lol and Gabriel would be a wolf? Suggestions would be cool )

I'm going to make other versions of different characters as mobs as well. Like Jesse being a pig.
Also there is literally always more I want to write about so if you wanna talk bout it too I'm down.