If you go down in the woods today you better go in disguise
Who: consultmybooks, folkloristic, picobartender and whoever happens to come across them wherever they may be.
What: Three weary warriors are returned to the village, a good deal smaller and a good deal more innocent than anyone remembers. Mayhem promptly ensues as they try to find their way and sort things out.
When: November 14th to November 16th, then November 18th to November 20th
Where: All over the place. Seriously. These kids can get around
Summary: Giles, Helios, and Ginia have been turned into kids for a little while and set loose on the village. They can't remember anything of their time here or the people they know. They barely know one another. But here is a brave new world that needs figuring out and, by god, these are the kids to do it. They spend the next several days getting around, meeting new friends, and inevitably causing mischief whether they intend to or not.
Rating: PG at most for vague mentions of physical/emotional abuse?
[Introduction - Early morning, November 16th, at the bridge by the clinic [Accidental Voice/Written] Anyone paying much attention to their journals early Monday morning will be greeted to quite an enthusiastic display over the voice network. A young voice, a voice with a pronounced British accent, is deep in rapturous thought. "Robots! Did you see that? We got a ride on robots! I didn't know robots really existed! I thought they was just something the Germans made up to scare us. But those were robots! Cool!"
Another voice, soft and hesitant, almost timorous, with a Romanian accent, pipes up: "W-We have wings. W-Why do w-we have wings? Th-Those men didn't s-say anything about this. I d-don't, I d-don't understand. Where are we?"
The other voice counters, sounding almost annoyed at being disturbed from his thoughts. "What? What are you talkin' about? We don't have wings! That'd just be silly, us having wings. We..."
The second boy points, or otherwise indicates his own wings, because the first voice sounds as though its owner is suddenly and with great interest attempting to examine his own shoulder blades. With a yelp of pain, he finally catches sight of the gray feathers. "Woah! We've got wings! That's so weird. Are we angels? Nah, Dad says I could never be an angel."
"D-Does, does, d-does that mean we've died?!" The other boy sounds decidedly alarmed, at this.
Before the first child can spin some strange, wild theory to this effect, the third member of the group has become impatient and tries to speak. Her efforts are in vain, as the first boy's response is a perplexed. "...why're you wavin' your arms like that? You sick?"
A few seconds later, writing appears on the page of the journal as the third child realizes that writing utensils are to hand. "We can't be angels because if we were dead, it wouldn't be cold. And I am very cold, so we need to find some warm jackets right now!"
[Action]
[Anyone coming to investigate the bridge will find no sign of the children after that. With several hops, skips, and jumps, they do finally make their way to All Passions and tumble inside, shivering and breathless from cold.
From there? They spread out throughout the store like a school of fish, rummaging through displays in search of proper clothes. But they always keep one another in line of sight or earshot, calling discoveries and thoughts back and forth or, in the case of Ginia, scurrying up to thrust a note in the face of one of the boys.
Once they're properly bundled up? Well...the day is young. And so are they. The three little children set off to explore their brave new world.]
((ooc: Specify day you want to encounter them and location you're at when you encounter them. Seriously, find them anywhere, particularly around the center of town but definitely around the houses and neighborhoods as well. Also, because I'm apparently lazy like that, specify who you want to talk to or run into. The three of them will be together a lot, but not always, especially given the differences in their temperments and reactions to this place.
Ginia, however, will be accompanied by a large, one eyed German shepherd from then on, courtesy of the Malnosso. Ginia will also be replying with an icon journal, so keep an eye out for picobartender. Replies from Giles and Helios will come from the normal journal.
Replying to the voice/written post is also cool as well, if you'd prefer.))
What: Three weary warriors are returned to the village, a good deal smaller and a good deal more innocent than anyone remembers. Mayhem promptly ensues as they try to find their way and sort things out.
When: November 14th to November 16th, then November 18th to November 20th
Where: All over the place. Seriously. These kids can get around
Summary: Giles, Helios, and Ginia have been turned into kids for a little while and set loose on the village. They can't remember anything of their time here or the people they know. They barely know one another. But here is a brave new world that needs figuring out and, by god, these are the kids to do it. They spend the next several days getting around, meeting new friends, and inevitably causing mischief whether they intend to or not.
Rating: PG at most for vague mentions of physical/emotional abuse?
[Introduction - Early morning, November 16th, at the bridge by the clinic [Accidental Voice/Written] Anyone paying much attention to their journals early Monday morning will be greeted to quite an enthusiastic display over the voice network. A young voice, a voice with a pronounced British accent, is deep in rapturous thought. "Robots! Did you see that? We got a ride on robots! I didn't know robots really existed! I thought they was just something the Germans made up to scare us. But those were robots! Cool!"
Another voice, soft and hesitant, almost timorous, with a Romanian accent, pipes up: "W-We have wings. W-Why do w-we have wings? Th-Those men didn't s-say anything about this. I d-don't, I d-don't understand. Where are we?"
The other voice counters, sounding almost annoyed at being disturbed from his thoughts. "What? What are you talkin' about? We don't have wings! That'd just be silly, us having wings. We..."
The second boy points, or otherwise indicates his own wings, because the first voice sounds as though its owner is suddenly and with great interest attempting to examine his own shoulder blades. With a yelp of pain, he finally catches sight of the gray feathers. "Woah! We've got wings! That's so weird. Are we angels? Nah, Dad says I could never be an angel."
"D-Does, does, d-does that mean we've died?!" The other boy sounds decidedly alarmed, at this.
Before the first child can spin some strange, wild theory to this effect, the third member of the group has become impatient and tries to speak. Her efforts are in vain, as the first boy's response is a perplexed. "...why're you wavin' your arms like that? You sick?"
A few seconds later, writing appears on the page of the journal as the third child realizes that writing utensils are to hand. "We can't be angels because if we were dead, it wouldn't be cold. And I am very cold, so we need to find some warm jackets right now!"
[Action]
[Anyone coming to investigate the bridge will find no sign of the children after that. With several hops, skips, and jumps, they do finally make their way to All Passions and tumble inside, shivering and breathless from cold.
From there? They spread out throughout the store like a school of fish, rummaging through displays in search of proper clothes. But they always keep one another in line of sight or earshot, calling discoveries and thoughts back and forth or, in the case of Ginia, scurrying up to thrust a note in the face of one of the boys.
Once they're properly bundled up? Well...the day is young. And so are they. The three little children set off to explore their brave new world.]
((ooc: Specify day you want to encounter them and location you're at when you encounter them. Seriously, find them anywhere, particularly around the center of town but definitely around the houses and neighborhoods as well. Also, because I'm apparently lazy like that, specify who you want to talk to or run into. The three of them will be together a lot, but not always, especially given the differences in their temperments and reactions to this place.
Ginia, however, will be accompanied by a large, one eyed German shepherd from then on, courtesy of the Malnosso. Ginia will also be replying with an icon journal, so keep an eye out for picobartender. Replies from Giles and Helios will come from the normal journal.
Replying to the voice/written post is also cool as well, if you'd prefer.))