Crackplot: Water of Youth

[notwocouches]

So it's a safe bet that pregnancy isn't actually in the water. But that doesn't mean that nothing else is either

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[alcuin_delaunay]

*taking a shower, only to suddenly find himself much smaller and younger, reverting to about the age of ten* Oh!

*dresses and goes out into the main room, curled up on a couch in clothes much too big for him, sleeves all rolled up in order to fit*

[elrohir_muse]

*since Ro fell asleep in Alcuin's bed last night, big surprise there, he is also now about the age of ten, which is more like 4 in human years*

*cries* WHERE'S MY ADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

[dashinglancer]

*sips*

*blinks* Mmm...buh?!

*wriggles out of his heftier clothes, though, luckily his shirt is much more like a dress now and goes on a very determined little hunt as to why he's suddenly six years old, dragging his jacket along behind him like a security blanket*

[dashinglancer]

Typist: Bless. *points to icon*

[tolkien_blond]

*oh, we've been here before (and have the icon to prove it!)*

*had been drinking tea; is now about five or six years old (or the elven equivalent thereof), and rather confused as to where he is*

*peeks* ...Ata? Ammë? --Find'ráto?

[hewer_of_caves]

Finrod Felagund has always had wandering feet, and in his short time here he has taken to exploring the gardens. He is once again at the waterfall where he encountered Angarato before and he sits, reaching one hand into the stream. Moments later, an approximately fifteen year old Findarato (appearing around six or seven to human eyes) is happily splashing around in the stream.

[jugbutt]

*hot showers are one of the greatest things known to mankind, but as Bree takes this one, she'll find herself suddenly about six years old*

*and this isn't her home in Boston, this is somewhere else, and she is going to very calmly find clothing that fits her and then scream*