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

[fullcowl]

[This child is suddenly very obvious.]

Is your name Hibiki?

[kurukuruchan]

[ A blissful nod. ] Mm! Shikyoin Hibiki.

You're pretty smart, too!

[ That's fun. ]

[fullcowl]

[More complimentary than the Hibiki he knows.]

Thank you.

I'm Midoriya Izuku. It's nice to meet you.

[kurukuruchan]

You should definitely come to the castle.

[ Here is your invitation. It's to her tea party. Apparently. ]

[fullcowl]

You think so?

Why don't you lead the way?

[kurukuruchan]

Okay!

[ She turns around to show you, stepping in a mud puddle on the way.

And not noticing. ]

[fullcowl]

[... She was a much less fussy child, wasn't she?

He wonders what happened, but he'll follow along, quietly stepping over that mud puddle.]

[kurukuruchan]

[ There is a little spring to her step, too, and she'll hum under her breath. ]

Make it~ Hm--hmmm hm hmmm hm hmmm...

[fullcowl]

Make it?

... Are you singing something?

[kurukuruchan]

Yeah. Don't you know the Saints?

They're Divine Idols!

[ You know her but you don't know Divine Idols?

Weeeeeeirrrddd. ]

[fullcowl]

I've never heard of them before.

Are they from home?

[kurukuruchan]

They're from PriPara.

[ This is self-evident. Along with the fact that tea needs to be drunk out of fancy little cups, chocolate is always the best cake flavor, and there will always be someone to play with.

Actually, the Saints are probably from somewhere on the globe, but she's never looked into that. Nobody lives in PriPara all the time.

Even if that would be, like, the best thing ever. ]

[fullcowl]

PriPara? What... is that?

[Is this like UA? One of those things that only exists in one world but everybody else has never heard about it in their lives?]

this tag brought to you by the word FRIENDSHIP

[kurukuruchan]

You don't know a lot of stuff.

[ Her opinion of you is shifting. But she only has one box in her head for people, and it's labeled "friends".

A not very bright person could still be a friend, though. And this is a great topic. She grins, eyes alight. ]

PriPara is a really amazing place! Everyone's friends!

[fullcowl]

I know a few things, but I don't know all the different ways people's worlds work.

[He rubs the back of his neck. Gosh, what happened to Hibiki.]

It sounds like a really nice place. Visiting sounds like fun.

[kurukuruchan]

[ What didn't happen to Hibiki, honestly. ]

Let's go together someday!

[ Never mind that it's for girls. SHE'LL MAKE IT WORK.

Stupid rules really get her goat! ]

[fullcowl]

Alright. It's a promise.

[kurukuruchan]

You can make pretend Friend Tickets in the meantime. And then trade them with friends.

[ PriPara has all kinds of cool stuff. ]

[fullcowl]

What do you trade them for?

[kurukuruchan]

Other Friend Tickets. It's really fun.

[ japanese capitalism stakes its claim in prance


...actually pripara, like children's card games, started in ancient pegypt, but who's counting ]

[fullcowl]

[What...]

Friend Tickets for other Friend Tickets, huh? I haven't heard of a system like that before.

[kurukuruchan]

There's markers and stuff to make your own at the castle.

[ She's got you covered. It's all good.

And, as they approach her new lodgings, it becomes clear that she is really, really not kidding about the castle thing. ]

[fullcowl]

[That castle is so... excessive. Excessively Hibiki.]

You don't get lonely by yourself there, do you?

[kurukuruchan]

That's what the tea party's for!

[ She might be trying to fill it with people because not having people is creepy and unpleasant. ]

[fullcowl]

Right, that makes sense.

[So she probably is lonely.]