[event!] tiny-ification.

[pitselly.livejournal.com]

It's an event, or a curse day, or a crackplot, or whatever you wanna call it.

Characters can be age!reversed, starting now, ending at your choice. Who's affected? Also your choice. What age are they sent back to? Your choice again. Go crazy here, people, really.

When does it end? Ideally after today, but make it last as long as you need your character to be younger. You can have commentspam or 3rd person prose in the comments of this post, but please make separate posts with 1st person if you want them; just remember to add the 'what:event' tag to 'em.

Haaaave fun.

Comments

[ohmykethe.livejournal.com]

Kethe, how flash are you? [Mildmay holds the elevator open with Jashuki, leaning against one of the walls.] Press three, if'n you please.

[i-am-ptolemy.livejournal.com]

What is flash? [Blank look, get. Times, uh, two. small!Ptolemy is kind of used to everything being marked in a way he doesn't recognize when he shows up in places like these. He counts up three but doesn't know not to include the ground floor and ends up pressing the button for the second floor.] I go to the markets sometimes anyway. No one notices when I leave.

[ohmykethe.livejournal.com]

[Mildmay doesn't correct him, just presses the three instead.] Flash means you got money. Which it sounds like you do.

[i-am-ptolemy.livejournal.com]

I am the nephew of the king. [Pause, slightly alarmed look as the elevator begins to move, but no comment on it; he has vague memories of one in the City, but it's still quite startling.] I suppose that is flash.

[ohmykethe.livejournal.com]

[Oh, if only Mildmay made facial expressions. He thinks on this for a few moments before nodding.] You could say.

[i-am-ptolemy.livejournal.com]

Oh. [Meanwhile, Ptolemy is filing this information away in case of future need.] Is it a bad thing, to be flash?