[ Little c is outside at an empty playground, on a swingset. As usual, she looks depressed/forlorn. She's also back to wearing the uptight, frilly dresses she usually wore before she became tainted with the dreaded hormones. Anyone's welcome to bug her, though she won't be happy with certain people, naturally. But that's at their own risk! ]

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Wh-... what...? Oh... oh no... [ Looks down at herself. ] No... it really wasn't a dream...

I... no... [ Cries! ]

[ Little c is truly little again! Thanks, Senel! ]

[ Oh, look who's back from her camping trip! She seems to be beaming with happiness, and what's more... she is not wearing frilly noble dresses nor bodysuits and knightlike armor. She's wearing a skirt, and high heels, and a tank top that is indeed showing some cleavage. It's a nice purple/lavender/white color scheme. You totally wouldn't know she ( Read more... )

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Ah...!

Sir Sandor! I think I see something moving over there...! [ She points out in the distance at a moving lump within the forest, which upon closer inspection looks like the bastard spawn of a buffalo and a boar. ] Shall we attempt to slay it?

[ Continuation of Big-Little Chloe and Moses' camping adventures in the forest that may ( Read more... )

[ Little Chloe is ready for a big adventure. She's wearing a body suit similar to Chloe's, only a lot more fashionable and without the dorkitude accents. I might draw it one day. Anyway, she's also carrying a medium-sized bag of supplies as she rushes out of the forest, looking happy and eager as if she found gold or something. ]

I found it! I found ( Read more... )

[ Little-Chloe-who-looks-big is taking a stroll down the neighborhood. Or the urban streets... somewhere like that. It's pretty vague. She's wearing a dress for the first time in ages and she still has her sword with her - she's been watching it like a hawk and keeping it close to her, even in her sleep, so that the real big Chloe won't take it ( Read more... )

That poor young woman... to think she also suffers the pain of unrequited love. I wish I knew who it was, but until then, I ought to think of a way to make her feel better.

Hm, perhaps some sort of consolation gift... no one should have to suffer this on their own, regardless of what sir Coolidge said.

... I believe it's time I returned to my old body... my natural age. 

Hm... how curious.


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[ Chloe appreciates you cheering her up, Stahn! But emo is kind of a disease and not defeated so easily! Past events have given her extra phobias as she sits here under a tree, far far away from the water, to angst and reflect and hate herself a little moar! ]

Perhaps... I am not suited for this body yet after all. And maybe... I don't deserve to ( Read more... )