"Would you rather have wings, or an extra set of arms?" (Closed)

"True, but she's missing… something…" Six said thoughtfully. Listening to On'nyosh talk, it dawned on him.
"Perfect."
He slapped a hand across Joy's mouth, a small handful of nanites spreading across the lower part of her face, latching into her skin, and forming a mask of sorts over her mouth and nose.
"That should do it." He leaned towards her. "Swear at me now, little girl."
He hoped the voice changer he'd just attached to her face would do its job. Unlike the Jester's, this one would deepen her voice, and add resonance, as well as overtones, making her girlish yelling a roaring, snarling noise.

('cabbage-crotched' is the first sincerely horrifying cabbage related insult. wish I had a badge or a trophy or something to give you)

Six thought for a moment, before shrugging dismissively.
"It was bound to happen sooner or later, as much as it gets talked about."

He turned and stepped back between the Jester's legs. 3 quick, clean swipes of the knife later, and he'd neutered On'nyosh.

"Guess his voice matches now." he muttered as he began clumping nanites over the Jester's open wounds.

Six just nodded, almost comfortingly, at the Jester's anger. "It's alright, you'll survive."
The nanites went to work. The ones between his legs sealed the skin quickly, easily closing the wounds. They weren't rebuilding anything, so it didn't take too long.
The ones on his arms seeped into the skin and rebuilt his arm bones where Joy had broken them. They moved through his bloodstream down to his lower body, and joined the nanites already at work.
Internally, the nanites were building organs and muscles and small bone structures. From the outside, they just looked like they were slowly sealing the skin, making his two legs into a long extension of his body, ending in a pointed tail where his feet would have been.
Six was slowly turning him into a snake.

(nice catch)

Once the Jester's wounds had closed, and the nanites were only working on the internal stuff, Six snapped his fingers and transferred the large reptile into a cage. That just left Ezra and Jenna to finish.
He turned to the girl, with all her broken joints.
"You hate being called slow, don't you?"

Six chuckled, his quiet laugh slowly growing into something unhinged and ugly.
"Well, I'm just gonna make you fast, so people will stop saying it, that's all."
He started to work on her, only to realize his hands had gone numb from the Jester's poisonous blood. He immediately sloughed off all the dead cells and regenerated his arms, making a mental note to give On'nyosh fangs.
He then worked on slicing Joy's arms and legs apart at the oints he'd already broken, leaving her looking like a disassembled puppet.

SIx began placing the same clumps of nanites on her limbs that he'd placed over everyone else. Versatile, these little living machines, and a lovely touch of tech in his world.
They would do the major work of rebuilding Jenna in the image he had in his mind.

Six chuckled at Joy. The diminutive girl had been spoiling for a fight since they got there. On'nyosh was largely still healing, Jenna was in the midst of transformation, and Ezra was on hold for now as far as modifying his form. He had nothing better to do just now.
"Sure. Why not."
The room shifted again; Ezra, On'noysh, and Jenna stayed caged, though their cages were once again in the viewing area, looking down through thick glass into the cavern below.
Joy found herself dropped into the cavern. Her legs and wings were functioning just fine, and her new eyes could see easily in the dark.
Six stood in one corner, leaning easily against the wall.
"Have at it. Let's see if your neural interfacing has laced into your nervous system yet."