Who: Dhaos sans a few centuries, and a bunch of strangers
What: the young prince has a slight scare, and explores his surroundings
When: Monday morning to early afternoon
Style: brackets, as always
Status: open







[Waking up in a new place can be a scary experience for a child, especially when said child has no memory of how they got there in the first place. This is such the case for Dhaos, now age seven and completely oblivious to any memory of his adult life. The fear that perhaps he had been stolen away by someone - a very real, if unlikely danger to a young prince such as himself - gives way to curiosity. Wouldn't there be someone watching him if he had really been kidnapped? The window was even open a little, and the door didn't have a lock. Being mindful of the large turtleneck he's almost swimming in - goodness, whoever normally wears this thing must be even taller than Father - he opens the door and wanders out into the hall to find out what's going on.

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A bit later in the day, he can be found playing out in front of the Vesperia house. He's not too sure about the area yet, and he's had it quite strictly drilled into his head from early on not to wander off alone.]

((ooc: Might make an account for this later on. Will give a heads up if I do.))

Who: Johnny Rayflo Jean Rayfluer and whoever~
What: The 14th Century man explores
When: Monday (Mid morning, on)
Where: Starting in the plaza and working his way to the park (your choice)
Style: Action
Status: OPEN

[The first thing he was supposed to do when he was lost was gather information...but talking to the people he found gave him nothing but the name of this place, not how he'd arrived here. It was an impossible place, to say the least....and he had a feeling it had some form of witchcraft behind it.

How else did a city thrive underwater?

His second dilemma and, admittedly, a less pressing one, was his attire. He was...indecently dressed and the clothes he did have on seemed to hang off of him as though meant for a man with a larger build. Seeing as even suitably closing his undershirt (As that had to be what it was, it was far too thin) wasn't getting him anywhere close to decency, the man found a place that seemed to offer him an alternative. All of the clothing options were foreign, but he'd finally chosen a simple, blue, undershirt, and a white overcoat that the resident tailor had suggested.

The one thing he did keep that he'd found on his person was his sword which he tied to his hip, at least there would be one thing of familiarity. Now he needed to explore this strange place...perhaps there was a church here that could help him...or at least offer some form of comfort in a strange land.

When wandering had only led him to more confusion (and a rapidly growing conviction on his first assumption of devilry) he turned his attention to the one thing that seemed most normal: a bit of land full of trees and grass. At least nature never changed from place to place.

His mind racing with impossibilities, confusion, and prayers sent to the Lord for some sort of answer or sign, he went to do the one thing that calmed him every morning and night: his practice routines. Sword in hand, he poured his full concentration into the movements.]


((OOC: All tags will be answered by not_yet_adam))

Who: A young Zahhak not named Equius plus ~Vatheon~
Where: Throughout the city
When: Throughout the day
Style: Anything
Status: Open
Note: Darkleer is 4 sweeps old aka almost 9 years old in human terms.

Scene 1

For anyone trying to go about their business this morning, they might... not notice a very small "Ahen". It's very quiet. The next "Ahem" is just a bit louder, but it's the third they might notice someone is trying to get their attention.

It is a very young troll boy, some grub fat still in his cheeks and with long black hair that falls in front of his face and down to his very knees. The only thing he's wearing seems to be a tanktop that was obviously built for someone MUCH larger and taller than him; the bottom brushes his ankles. He's trying to seem taller than he is, very important you see! But it is failing due to a few reasons. One, his hair is in front of his face. Two, the look in his eyes makes it very clear that he is on the bare edge before he flips out. Three, there is an extremely tiny white pony following him around and chewing on his hair.

Watch out, 'tho- the large white bird one might see perched nearby seems like she means business.

"Ahem." Oh, looks like the young troll is ready to speak up! "By the order of the Alternian Empire, I order you to tell me where I am and what you have done with my lusus, along with anything else important." He keeps his chest puffed up for but a second before deflating. "I mean. Please?"

Scene 2 - Open

It looks like the young troll boy has stopped accosting random passerby for information. Now that it's noon, he can be found sitting on the plaza fountain with his two 'pets' with him.

Some brilliant local thought it a smart idea to give him an ice cream cone. Judging by the shattered cone all around and his hands dripping with ice cream, it's fairly obvious what happened. The large white bird is cooing and rubbing against his face. The miniature pony? A bit busy licking at the ice cream.

No, the boy isn't about to cry. That isn't why he's hiding his face behind his hair more than he was already. He's had a hard day, okay? Shut up.

Who: Baby Yuui (AKA older Fai)
Where: Hiding near his home
When: Anytime
Style: Will match
Status: Open

Yuui was terrified. The last thing he remembered was his brother falling to his death in front of him. But now all the bodies of everyone in the kingdom were gone and he was alone. He had found himself in a strange house and that had been terrifying enough. He had rushed outside, only to realize that things were even scarier out there. Now he was crouched behind some bushes, the very large shirt on his body was the only thing he wore and it hung loosely on the frail frame.

Long blond hair pooled around him and he wondered who had taken the time to bath him since he didn't appear to be dirty from being in the pit any longer. It was all far too confusing and the brightness of this place made it hard to focus. He turned back to the door and started to scramble back for the inside. At least there he could hide in darkness.

Who: Little Rinoa and you!
What: 6 year old Rinoa, lost in the city
Where: All over Vatheon
Status: Open
Style: Starting with prose, but I can match




This little one can be found wandering around the city, looking awfully lost. She sniffles to herself as she continues to walk, trying to fight tears. Minute by minute, without any sign of her father or any Galbadian soldiers, she begins to grow more scared. This isn't the city that she knows. And she was underwater somehow??

Was it some kind of magical place? She'd only heard about them in the stories her mother used to read to her. But Dad always said they were just pretend, they weren't real. So how was she in one now?

Increasingly confused and terrified, Rinoa finally climbs onto a bench and begins to cry, wishing her mother - or even her father - was here to take her home.

Who: Psiioniic, Dualscar, Signless
What: The Psiioniic has no idea what is going on.
Where: their hive
Status: first thread: closed for now, may open up once this gets sorted out
Style: confused yet action packed

( wake up calls )

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Who: Psiioniic, Nepeta, others?
What: The Psiioniic has only some idea of what's going on now.
Where: There there are bees, there are nerds.
Status: open to different tags
Style: still confused and preferably still action

( bees! )

Who: Silver, Bianca
What: Silver finds bitty!Bianca and pulls a big brother type move given his own experiences with the last age swap curse.
Where: Near the place Bianca lives.
When: Morning of the curse start.
Style: Starting in action but will go with whatever.
Status: CLOSED

[.... How stupid can vatheon get? Another age swap? That had been Silver's first thought when he'd spotted the blonde kid- Bianca or something like that - on his morning walk back from the park where he'd been training both swordmanship and pokemon. While he'd normally have started bullying the girl, his own memories of the age curse brought him to a pause.

Would she remember it? He knew he remembered his own time as a kid here -

He grit his teeth before raking a hand through his hair and snorting softly. He really had gone soft but -

... If it proved to be trouble then he'd just pawn the kid off on someone else. No biggie.]...lost?

WHO: Bitty!Sora and you!
WHERE: All over Vatheon!
WHEN: Anytime during the week that the curse is active~
STYLE: I'll match :3
STATUS: OPEN!

[ Sora had wandered away from the house and was exploring Vatheon on his own. He promised Riku he'd be safe, but he wouldn't be surprised if his friend were to worry. This new place was just too interesting to pass up, and there were a lot of people here that Sora didn't really remember meeting. Either way this was going to be fun! ]

Who: bitty Ruca and all of you
What: a little boy wandering around
When: afternoon
Style: I'll match
Status: OPEN

The first thing that Ruca noticed when he woke up this morning was that it was not his room and that he was all alone. He didn't remember how he got there and so he couldn't help but panic. Why was he here? He could think only of two explanations: either it was a dream or someone kidnapped him. After a moment, he was convinced that it was the second one and that only scared him more.

But no, he couldn't just shake in fear and wait! He had to be brave just like the person from his dreams! Thinking that way the boy left the room as quietly as possible and – after making sure that really no one was around - quickly ran outside the building.

Once he saw where he was, it took him a while to stop himself from staring at the unfamiliar surroundings. The place seemed unfriendly to him with all the strangers around, but the boy made his mind already and he repeated to himself that he isn't afraid at all. He needed to find a way to go back home. He needed to go back to his mother and father. Surely they were both worried about him.

And so, the child started walking around, hoping that he would find a way to return home.

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