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016 | The Good Old Days

Who: Everyone!
What: Ageswapping
When: July 15-17
Where: Everywhere
Summary: A breach in the space-time continuum is messing things up.

Edit: OVERFLOW is here!

The Far Shore has been dealing with a lot of space-time pulsating through the past week or so and everything is culminating on the night of the 15th, even though the Heavens are preparing for an all-out Obon bash. They had planned to have the celebration on the 15th itself, but Amaterasu asked to postpone a day due to the horrible feeling that is permeating the Far Shore.

And it turns out she was right to postpone everything. In fact, it will have to be postponed another whole month at this rate...

Before

Late in the day on July 15th, the new batch of shinki will arrive to a Far Shore with a thick, tense atmosphere. All night on the 15th it feels like something is about to happen - and it's difficult to tell whether that something will be good or bad. Any attempts to contact the management of the Far Shore have fallen on deaf, slightly harried ears and so everyone is left to their own devices to try and figure out why things are so tense.

July 16

Just after midnight, an explosive shock wave rips through the Far Shore, bringing on the age changes with it. Even the spirits of the Far Shore seem to be affected - for example, the library goblins are either toddling around on wobbly legs or are dragging themselves from place to place and looking decrepit. There are a few gods and shinki that seem to have been exceptions from the change, though it is not clear why.

July 17

Another wave of energy comes in the early morning of the 17th. Fewer people are affected this time and it seems to alter those people's ages a second time. There is no rhyme or reason to who is being affected further. Several of the library goblins have just dropped dead from severe old age. Oops.

Aftermath

Late on the 17th brings about one final burst from the energy that has been plaguing the Far Shore. For a short moment, every new temple glows with a soft light, seeming to beckon to their owners. But the light is gone quickly and everyone will find themselves back to normal with complete memories of everything that happened during their age adventures. The goblins that died, though, are still very dead. Looks like the library will need to get some new help soon.

In Summary:

Meet the newbies
Get aged or de-aged
Deal with other too young/too old people
Try to handle the consequences
Have fun~

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[Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, Lavi instinctively tenses.

He's not afraid of fighting if he has to, but as he looks at the man, it's almost as if his instincts are telling him to run. There's something not right about him.

So, have an uneasy look from the tiny redhead as he uncurls himself.]

No.

[A pause before Lavi just. Looks a little more uneasy.]

Who are you?

... So did you. You just can't seem to tell.

[ ... Her new shinki better not be the same way. ]

[Gonou is... adjusting. Apparently he's really a god. Apparently he's here alone. Apparently -- well, apparently, there's nothing he can do about either of those facts other than cope.

Or fail to cope. He's trying a morning walk around the neighborhood of his school in the interests of moving from the latter to the former when a massive crash from an overgrown lot nearby sends him jumping sideways. He spins around as another crash echoes from the battered building barely visible over the shrubbery, and, cautiously, starts towards it.

Something is going on, he can tell that much. There are odd bright blue glints of light....]

Hello?

Is someone there?

[Ah, oops.

Izumo manages a sheepish smile.]

I'm fine. I just got into a fight.

[With an angry bitenugget who's hard to hit like Shizuo, but that's not important.]

[Izumo doesn't move from his place, making sure he doesn't appear threatening to Eric.

Instead, he simply allows him to make his own choice to go into the back or not; he'll simply stay put until he makes up his mind.]

[ Who is that knocking on the church door so early in the morning? Still sleep addled, a blanket wrapped around her (a proper lady would never answer the door in her night clothes, after all), she cracks open one of the doors, looking out and looking up. ]

...

[ . . .

What? ]

I'm sorry, but I'm not sure that we have any extra beds here. You may want to try somewhere else.

[ That nest of hair, he has to be some kind of squatter looking for a place to stay, right? Goodbye, friend, she's going to start closing the door.

She hasn't grown into being a morning person yet, but at least she's trying to be helpful? ]

[The little boy lurking around the corner of the school obviously thinks he's hiding. He's not.

There certainly are a lot of shy children around today, Gonou notes, and leans his broom against the stairs as he straightens up to stretch his aching back. The courtyard, he's fairly sure, is too big. He needs to start recruiting students to help take care of it.]

Good afternoon. Are you one of my students?

[ Eric smells food, a lot of it. His poor stomach protests to find out where it's coming from and for once he's going to follow it.

He finds himself sneaking into a temple and coming face to face with a lot of food in a kitchen. So many boxes, with so much delicious smelling food. He's almost distracted enough by that before he realizes someone else is in the room with him.

He squeaks quietly, backing away as fast as he could before he's noticed. Unfortunately, he wasn't seeing where he was going and ran into a wall, causing some noise. He freezes. ]

A-ah...

[ He's still swearing through the pain when getting himself upright when Yona reaches the doorway. The deep breaths he's forcing could either be from how hard the task was, or an attempt to manage the pain. Honestly, he's not completely sure himself.

But as he looks up to see Yona, there's at least a small relief. ]

... Good. You're back to normal.

[ Answer the question, you goober. Maybe he would, but he's still getting his breathing back to normal. ]

[ Eric's nomming on the last bit of ice cream, enjoying the rest of the day until he sees a weird guy frowning at some rubble.

He tilts his head, this guy looks familiar, but he can't quite put his finger on it. ]

What sucks?

[Did he just --

Yes he definitely did just lick dirt off his own hand. Gonou closes his eyes for a moment and pinches the bridge of his nose.]

I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was making a suggestion. No debate. Wash your hands.

[Is this really a student? How has he not taught the boy better manners? He must be new.]

[Dust has been scrambling around all day trying to get things under control, and though normally he has stamina to burn, worry and alarm on top of physical exertion have noticeably slowed him down by the time his path crosses with Naoto's and she poses the question to him. Dust is unchanged, by some quirk of fate -- as opposed to Naoto, who is changed enough that Dust at first doesn't even realize it's her, as he pauses to rest a hand against a nearby wall, head bowed.]

I don't know anything. This just happened like --

[He looks up at last... and despite the fact that the brim of his hat totally hides his eyes as always, he nonetheless jerks back in surprise.] Naoto?!

Uwaahhh!

[At the sight of the blue blast, a yelp and squeak can be heard as well as something rustling.

Investigate?]

Cho Gonou. I'm a teacher at the school down the way.

[He gestures vaguely down the path: it's a much more complicated set of directions than that, since he's been walking for a while, but that will do for now.]

What's your name?

[He crosses his legs and folds his hands on his knee, looking up at the summer-bright leaves on the trees overhead. Even in the early dusk, the green stands out, and he'd never appreciated adults being too pushy in their attempts to help as a child.

Hopefully this boy feels the same way. Gonou's less skilled at dealing with the sort of children who want hugs and baby talk when they're upset.]

[ Giving this punk one last look, Eric goes into the back to use the sink.

Turning it on was a bit difficult but he managed to reach just fine. He tries his best to get his hands and face clean, wincing every once in awhile from one of his injuries stinging from the water or soap.

Even still, he was messy, getting water on himself and on the floor a bit. It was like he really didn't know how to do things. But, he was cleaned up for the most part, he turned off the water and came back out. ]

There, clean.

[ Ugh. Gojyo rolls his eyes so hard there's a very real risk they'll fall out the back of his head, but he stomps off toward the indicated washroom without another retort (unless you count kicking door frames and yanking on the faucet hardware way too hard to be retorts).

Still, once he's in the bathroom, it's kinda nice to get clean. He's hungry, sure, but the hot water and soap feels good. By the time he reemerges into the kitchen his arms are clean almost to the elbow, his face is more or less clean (and his hair dripping), and the bathroom is a complete disaster. Sorry about that. ]

There, see? [ He holds up his hands like it's the worse demand anyone could have made of him. ] Now can I have some?

Gaah!

[ WHAM. Hey Lance, you should probably look where you're going, because you've managed to bowl over not only a very unstable looking goblin, but a girl attached to it.

Well, attached now. She was trying to help it learn how to walk before you came around and hecked it all up. Oww, her knees...

H-hey?! Where do you think you're going?! ]

Th-that wasn't very nice!

[ Yes, Lux, that is definitely a come back. He's probably real sorry now. Maybe he'll actually hear her shouting at him ~~probably not~~. ]

[There is a certain amount of balance in this, since Dust has been scrambling around trying to take care of all these kids as one of the few adults left. His response is pretty quick; he drops to one knee, offering the poor kid half a sandwich.] Here you go.

It's ok if you don't want to say anything, I understand.

[ At the very least she needs to find whatever god this child belongs to, or well if they're a god find their shinki. ]

I'm Elfnein, can you tell me your name at least?

[Everything is amazing and he is not entirely sure he isn't hallucinating. His voice is an awed whisper.]

I thought you'd eat it...

Not like everyone else...

[No Nanako, it's awesome to have someone his age around. But its somehow different]

But you have changed. At least I think so.

[He waves his hand dismissively, ANYWAY!]

Would you mind? I really don't know where to even start.

Edited 2017-05-17 18:51 (UTC)

[ Cardia would find the small blond blissfully making her way through town, doing something that might seem rather curious to someone who has never been a child before:

Jumping from sidewalk block to sidewalk block, arms out and balancing, as she lands each time on a different foot.

She stops as soon as she manages to stick her landing, arms still spread and wobbling a little on one foot. Tipping her chin upward, she tries to look at Cardia from over her shoulder ]

Hmm—wha...

[ Careful, Lux, you're going to fall at that rate. A bit of correction (she has to stay on one foot, that's part of the game or SHE'LL LOSE), some hopping and flailing in place to turn toward the goddess, and there. Good to go. She's still in this! ]

A small boy with an eye patch?

[ Wait. Oh! ]

Yes! I have seen him! We said that he lost his friend.

[ The goblin, not Cardia. ]

Edited 2017-05-17 18:55 (UTC)

Nope.

[Johan blinks once, patting Sapphire Pegasus as the Duel Monster spreads his wings and began to take off into the air.]

[Not everypony is a kid. One particular pony goddess is more like a teenager. To be fair, she had a LOT more years to lose than most...]

[And at the sound of him shouting elsewhere, but far too close for comfort, she flips. Literally -- if he's quick enough he can actually spot her turn the aerial backflip before she lands, hooves spread and a look of alarm on her face.]

Much better. Yes, you can.

[Gonou points him to the kitchen table as he takes down a few of what look like flea-market plates and bowls from the cupboard (there's no question that he's running this place on a shoestring budget -- even the shelves look cheap) and dishes out a generous portion of rice, a freshly grilled whole mackerel with grains of salt still clinging to the flesh, and a comfortably sized scoop of lightly pickled greens with sesame seeds.

He sets it in front of the boy and takes his seat on the other side of the table with his own plate.]

-- We humbly receive this meal. So, I'm afraid I don't recognize you. What's your name?

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016 | The Good Old Days

HAKKAI

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July 17 - Morning

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July 16, also I'm not sorry

July 16

July 17 Because I like to suffer

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Late the 16th

17th!

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sup. bitty adventure time?

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July 16, later in the day

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17th

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