New Species Event - Mass Interaction Log (take two)

[lucetimods]

Who: Anyone!
What: All in here
When: Today, Tomorrow, Until April 2nd
Where: Anywhere in Luceti!
Summary: More people turning into weird stuff. Mod Note: If you want to opt for a second transformation for the rest of the event, feel free to do so.
Rating: FUN

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[soreplaceable]

[Why is everyone becoming so tiny during this experiment? It was bad enough Nephry was being terrorized by every bird in the enclosure, but now Luke would have to deal with it, too?]

[At least, that's the impression Ion got from the small flock of birds that were hungrily eying Luke from a nearby perch. The small flock that he doesn't seem to see because of that leaf he's carrying.]

[He doesn't want to hurt any of the birds, but eating his friend is so not cool. In the corner of his eye, Luke might see a few sparks appearing around them, scaring them up into the sky.]

[And on the other side of him is an Ionchu. With this face. Bro, what are you doing outside when you are so tiny?]

[cakeblocked]

[Luke has not realized that he's pretty much become prey for a large number of animals right now. He just glares sullenly at the ground while the birds eye him, and he only lifts his head when he notices the flash of sparks. Once he looks for the cause of it, he sees the birds flying away... and Ionchu.

He still doesn't really know what exactly happened, considering he's not even thinking of what him being this small means, so he scowls and glances away, more embarrassed about Ion seeing him like this than anything.]

Hey Ion. [Who knows if he can be heard this far away with his vocal range being shrunk, too.]

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[Luke, Ion has spent the past few days as a giant electric mouse that keeps shocking itself and can't talk. Being smaller than usual is far from embarrassing.]

[...but being smaller than usual and stuck in your pajamas? Okay, that's a little embarrassing. And he's lucky Pikachu's have such good hearing, or that greeting might have gone unheard.]

Chuu... [That's how he says Luke's name, by the way. And yes, he knows Luke can't understand but he's asking anyway:] Pikaachu?

[cakeblocked]

[Well, you're sure giant to Luke now. And-

That. Grating. Voice. It might sound similar to Ion's voice, but... it's... squeaky.

Luke grips the leafbrella a little tighter - he'd been holding back the urge to kick the fellow all this week, really, only stopping once he reminded himself that it's Ion. And being tinier hasn't brought that down at all.]

... I still can't understand you.

[soreplaceable]

[Ion frowns before glancing around for something to write with... ahah! A stick! He scampers over to grab it before finding a spot in the dirt near Luke and writing (as tiny as he can so Luke can see the words clearly):]

Being outside and tiny isn't safe
Birds are hungry

[...that's about as nice a way as he can think to say "everything wants to eat and or kill you".]

1/3

[cakeblocked]

[Even with the tiny writing, Luke still has to narrow his eyes and get up on his tip toes to see it all. He mouths the words to himself, then gives Ion a flat look.]

What do you mean, birds are...

2/3

[cakeblocked]

[Wait.

...

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... ...]

[cakeblocked]

You mean that's what they were trying to do?!

[soreplaceable]

[A nod and a small sigh. Not that Ion had any right to talk, having been chased down by a group of foxes the day before when he got too close to the edge of the forest.]

Where are you going
I'll walk with you?

[cakeblocked]

[Oh, jeez, now something as tiny as birds were thinking about eating him? Luke runs a hand through his hair and lets out a nervous sigh. What else out there wants to kill him now? And did Miyabi have to go through this all the time?

Once Luke sees the next thing that Ion wrote, though, Luke lowers his hand to glance back at his destination.]

The clothing store. These are the only things that shrunk with me.

[He pulls at the pajama shirt to make his point. Sure, they're comfy; Luke's pjs were mostly silky and honestly kind of snobbish. But he doesn't want to be in these for however long this lasts!]

[soreplaceable]

[Dude, at least you have clothes.]

[But Ion isn't going to write that. Instead, he thinks for a moment before writing (and subsequently crossing out that last part but Luke might have caught most of it):]

We'd get there faster if I carried you?
You're small enou