[ic meme] Let's do the time warp again

[deep_sky_diving]

Well, isn't this inexplicable?

Suddenly, the adults have become children again, and the children have become adults.

What happens now?

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[deep_sky_diving]

[Tess happens to be a flat-chested, scruffy-haired, annoying tween-age tomboy.]

[...who is poking someone. Annoyingly.]

[incesteyes.livejournal.com]

Would you kindly stop that, Ginger? You'll give me the red hair disease.

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

[Sheeana is a bratty twelve year old. She's currently sloshing away at a canvas, producing mean little caricatures of the people around her. Feel free to look or get splashed by paint.]

[deep_sky_diving]

[splashed]

Waah! Careful with that!

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

Don't get in my way then!

[2sexy4myuplift.livejournal.com]

[Sah'ot's a dolphin pup. Find him wobbling unsteadily on his new legs in his harness, or swimming happily and chasing fishies in the aquatic habitat]

[moebndgeupyours.livejournal.com]

[Akakias is resplendant in her armor and robes. She's somewhere practicing with a recorded lyre for the next festival. She sings and it is the music of Apollo: beautiful, precisely ordered, a song about men and the gods. Those who listen cannot help but think these must be benevolent gods who love humanity.]

[sevenapples.livejournal.com]

[Horo has rescinded a good deal of years, back to when she was a wolf and not a girl. She's small and adorable, and her short, stubbly legs barely reach long enough to move her body around. She's whimpering for milk from her mother.]

[2sexy4myuplift.livejournal.com]

Bweeeeeep? What'sss wrong?

[incesteyes.livejournal.com]

[Cain is a fearful-eyed boy of ten years old, wearing finery that best befits an earl, the supposed eldest son of the Count of the Hargreaves family. He's even got a cute little cain and white gloves, but he seems to be looking for someone. Now and again he'll call out, "Riff?" Obviously nobody is there to answer.]

[darkbishie.livejournal.com]

[Yuri looks about eight, a raggedly dressed long-haired urchin, probably dirty. He is barefoot and holding what appears to be a stick. Yes he will poke people with it if they bother him.]

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

[Sheeana is flanked by her priest-guards. They are big and stern faced but her smile is welcoming. She does this sometimes: takes in other orphans for a day, lets them experience life being pampered by her priests, plays with them, then turns them loose.]

Would you like to play for a bit?

[darkbishie.livejournal.com]

[Looks up at the priests suspiciously, then draws himself up to his full height and tries to look down his nose at Sheeana.]

No. I don't play with rich kids. Rich kids are mean.

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

I promise i'm not mean. I used to be like you...

[darkbishie.livejournal.com]

[frowny-face, then an idea strikes]

Flynn needs a new coat. If I play with you, will you help me get one for him?

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

Tuek! [She points at one of her priests] Run ahead and bring us the finest coats. [And the priest takes off running to obey her will.] Come. My keep is like a palace. There is much fun to be had there.

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

Excuse me, do you know where I can find some paper, please?

[Motoko has become adorable. Armageddon is nigh.]

[darkbishie.livejournal.com]

What do you need paper for?

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

To practice my cranes. [naturally] I promised someone I'd practice.