In which demons are de-aged
[Good news, everyone! And by 'everyone', I mean 'Mayfield residents', and by 'good news', I mean 'oh god'. Today there is a little blond kid tearing around the town and completely flipping out.
See, Lewellyn is a demon! A weak, cowardly demon, but a demon all the same. And he hasn't regained his full demonic status. This means that his body, for the moment, is human, and subject to normal aging processes...so a decade or so shaved off has left him a child.
The problem is that his mind is over two hundred years old, so at best, his mentality is now set at about 190. This means Mayfield now has a foul-mouthed, paranoid, turn-of-the-century kid running around who'd be flipping all the tables if he didn't have skinny kid arms. The only possible explanation he can think for somehow being dropped back in the fifties, as a helpless kid, is that he's somehow been sent back to Hell - and a really twisted region of it at that. He's understandably alternating between terrified and furious, though...even less intimidating than usual, and intimidation has, despite his best efforts, never been his strong suit.
Oooh, scary.
On the plus side? He's a lot cuter. People may be slightly more inclined to be tolerant of this nonsense. Like his occasionally screaming to apparently no one, at the top of his little lungs.]
What kinda sick game are you playing?!
[You may find him several different places!
A) Housemates, he may be hiding under your bed. Or in your closet. Or the basement. (He may make noise by accidentally knocking things over.) Or skittering between hiding places like a particularly light-phobic cockroach. Since his memories have been rewound ten years, he unfortunately won't know you.
B) Outside! He'll be trying to keep a low profile, but this is somewhat hindered by the fact that he's always assumed a teenage human form before, and thus is not used to the short arms and legs he's stuck with now. He is having way more difficulty climbing trees and vaulting fences and just generally creeping around than he usually does; feel free to catch him failing spectacularly at clambering around your property.
C) Curled up in the branches of a tree in the park! By this time, he's feeling completely helpless, and as such miserable. His human body's reaction is to want to cry; his demon mind's reaction to this is oh hell no, so he's currently waging war with his own face. The demon side is winning, but he still looks desperately unhappy.]
[OOC: All replies will be from kid_out_of_hell!]
See, Lewellyn is a demon! A weak, cowardly demon, but a demon all the same. And he hasn't regained his full demonic status. This means that his body, for the moment, is human, and subject to normal aging processes...so a decade or so shaved off has left him a child.
The problem is that his mind is over two hundred years old, so at best, his mentality is now set at about 190. This means Mayfield now has a foul-mouthed, paranoid, turn-of-the-century kid running around who'd be flipping all the tables if he didn't have skinny kid arms. The only possible explanation he can think for somehow being dropped back in the fifties, as a helpless kid, is that he's somehow been sent back to Hell - and a really twisted region of it at that. He's understandably alternating between terrified and furious, though...even less intimidating than usual, and intimidation has, despite his best efforts, never been his strong suit.
Oooh, scary.
On the plus side? He's a lot cuter. People may be slightly more inclined to be tolerant of this nonsense. Like his occasionally screaming to apparently no one, at the top of his little lungs.]
What kinda sick game are you playing?!
[You may find him several different places!
A) Housemates, he may be hiding under your bed. Or in your closet. Or the basement. (He may make noise by accidentally knocking things over.) Or skittering between hiding places like a particularly light-phobic cockroach. Since his memories have been rewound ten years, he unfortunately won't know you.
B) Outside! He'll be trying to keep a low profile, but this is somewhat hindered by the fact that he's always assumed a teenage human form before, and thus is not used to the short arms and legs he's stuck with now. He is having way more difficulty climbing trees and vaulting fences and just generally creeping around than he usually does; feel free to catch him failing spectacularly at clambering around your property.
C) Curled up in the branches of a tree in the park! By this time, he's feeling completely helpless, and as such miserable. His human body's reaction is to want to cry; his demon mind's reaction to this is oh hell no, so he's currently waging war with his own face. The demon side is winning, but he still looks desperately unhappy.]
[OOC: All replies will be from kid_out_of_hell!]