016 | The Good Old Days

[godsoffortune]

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~

Comments

[letteropener]

[Well, this Celestia isn't too up on shinki magic -- so the Far Shore might be save another couple of days.] Spellcasting for ponies takes a horn. But I think some humans are different?

[kokuyoyo]

[Reaching up, he spreads his fingers over his forehead.]

Do you think a fake horn would be good? I could tie something.

[letteropener]

No, no, it needs to be real. You need a horn for spells like you need a hand for fingers! [She's very proud of this analogy.]

[kokuyoyo]

Oh. [His hands slide down in disappointment.] Then... I guess I'll have to do it the human way..... If there is one.

[letteropener]

I've seen humans use magic here, so there must be. I just don't know what it is. I'm sorry. [She truly is genuinely regretful she can't help.]

[kokuyoyo]

Really? [That has his attention, blinking. He hasn't seen anybody do anything- but then, he's also run away from any adults who've gotten near him.] What'd they do?

[letteropener]

They...

[Celestia runs straight into the fog of memory that her transformation has left her with, and leans her head back slightly as she finds herself lost within it.]

Goodness, I'm -- I know there was something, but I can't bring it to mind!

[kokuyoyo]

Oh...

[He slumps a little bit.]

...Well. Someone said this was a school... And you learn things in schools, right? Maybe they'll have something here...

[letteropener]

I hope so. I'd like to learn a lot of things, to be honest -- especially all about humans!

[kokuyoyo]

I mean... I'm a human. But... I'm a kid still...

[So he's not sure how much he could help there.]

Maybe there's books here.... If it's a school.

[letteropener]

Sometimes there's no substitute for experience. Books can tell me all about hands and fingers, but there's nothing like seeing it in action!

[kokuyoyo]

[A look down. A look up. He holds his hands out.]

I have hands and fingers. I have toes, too. Do ponies wear glasses, because I have them too.

[letteropener]

Sometimes ponies need spectacles, yes. They are very hard to make, though, so they aren't too common.

[kokuyoyo]

Do you make them with magic? Like with your horn?

[letteropener]

That's how unicorns do it. Pegasi and earth ponies have to grind the glass themselves, or pay the unicorns.

[kokuyoyo]

I don't know where I got my glasses... [Sliding them off of his face, he holds them up into the light.] It'd be nice if they were made by a unicorn.

[letteropener]

So long as they help you, isn't that the most important thing? [Focus on the positives, since -- well, let's face it, they weren't made by unicorns. She won't even pretend there's a chance.]

[kokuyoyo]

[Breaking a child's heart, Celestia, tsk tsk.]

[Still, he nods.]

When I don't have them on, everything up close is really fuzzy, and it bugs me. I can't help Quattordici that way- he's my friend. He'd like you.

[letteropener]

I think I'd like him too. [This isn't a lie, though her only basis for it is 'friend of a friend' right now.] Have you been friends long?

[kokuyoyo]

Um.... We just met. But he's nice. He's a lot braver than me, and protects me a lot!

[At least, that's the idea, although they haven't had to get into a situation like that just yet.]

He's out right now... but maybe when you find your backpack and come back, he'll be back too.

[letteropener]

Oh, I hope so. [Because that means she'd have found her backpack. Which would sure be nice right about now.] I had better start looking, or I never will see it!

[kokuyoyo]

Okay. We'll be here forever, so...

[He starts to shuffle back to the doors, glancing back to her constantly.]

[letteropener]

I don't believe anything is forever. So we should make the most we can of every moment we're given.

[Smiling with a hint of the wise pony she'd someday become, Celestia spreads her wings, then takes to the air with a dramatic sweep of them.]