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APRIL AFTERMATH: YOUNG VOLCANOES

Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: You aren't quite acting your age...
When: April 15th - April 30th
Where: Everywhere!
Warnings: Mark your headers accordingly!

We Are Anti-Venom

Come the morning of April 15th, the eruption of Mount Tharama has largely died down. The caves set into Mount Alysum can be safely accessed, and anyone remaining inside dug free...if the ceiling hasn't caved down over them by now, that is.

Aside from whatever bones you might still have to pick with the Roaka, it seems that everything has gone back to normal...hasn't it?

Up until the point where the newly reborn Roaka break free from the blackened husks of their past selves, that is, much the way a baby phoenix would. The rolling clouds of ash that have darkened the skies for the past few days, characteristic of any volcanic eruption, then proceed to obtain some very, very unexpected new qualities...and its effects on the rest of you will soon be felt in earnest.

Perhaps you'll wake up younger one day, with an adult's mind and memories. Perhaps you'll wake up older, far older, than you were when you last fell asleep. Whatever the combination of age and memory and ability that inhabits you, it can potentially persist all the way up until April 30th, and can change at virtually any time.

You'd better hope that you're eloquent enough to be of use come the next Storytelling. There's no telling if Mu will interpret your shifts in age as relevant to your dreaming mind or not. (Which means, in short, that's up to you.)

If you attempt to seek answers with the Roaka, this is the one topic with which they can be of even less help than usual. This phenomenon is completely new and different to them; you and your plethoras of strange species, which they have now finally registered as sufficiently different in makeup to their own, must react to things...very differently than they.

You can find most of the information you'll need for this part of the event on the OOC Event Post! Be sure to let us know if you have any questions!

Event Timeline

[ ♆ ] April 15th: The eruption ends. Character ages may begin to be affected by the ash in the air.
[ ♆ ] April 20th: The monthly Storytelling occurs.
[ ♆ ] April 30th: The effects of the ash wear off, and affected characters are restored to normal.

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[It is full on baby fights out here. Despite Beau being older and therefore a little bigger, it's becoming obvious that much of her experience is theoretical- her muscles are built from more graceful acts, and she hasn't yet learned how to use her speed to her advantage. So while she has ideas-- and from the kick, they're not always bad ones-- Shepard follows up quickly. The head hits her right in the chin and her jaw clenches with an audible crack as she stumbles backwards and tumbles into the ground. One hand is still holding some of Shepard's hair, but it seems Beau's more preoccupied with her mouth... and the trickle of blood that starts to run out one corner.

Finish her or show mercy, kiddo-- you've got the upper hand, and Beau tries to think of a defense she can take even as her head throbs.]

[Shepard's eyes snap to the blood coming out of the other girl's mouth and a reckless grin alights to her face, her eyes gleaming with malice. First blood. She's always good at getting that first. It's something that Samson really liked about her and she forgets all sense of propriety and decency.]

Tenth! Street! REDS!!!

[She hollers out the name of their future gang as she pounces and slams Beau into the ground. She lets out a rather inhuman snarl as she does. She's scrappy, always has been. She pins the girl down, putting her forearm against her neck and presses.]

I win!!!!

[There's sweat on her brow and her chest is heaving but that glint in her eyes is a foreshadow to the killer she'll one day be.]

[It's so much faster than she's expecting. Beau yells as she tries to fight back, just barely orienting herself before Shepard comes down on her neck and any sound is choked out by the hit directly to her windpipe. Despite her being smaller, Beau find herself wheezing for breath, chest unable to raise and therefore unable to fight back.

She also uh, literally isn't breathing, using whatever remaining strength she has to shove Shepard off so she can try to regain the wind that was knocked out of her.]

[She's a bit surprised, really, to hear a faint choking sound from underneath her. Shepard's eyes widen as she realizes oh... oh. She doesn't stop Beau from shoving her off and she rolls a bit to make sure she doesn't get bruised but... she stays down.

She's quiet as she lays there. She doesn't have anything to say. Instead she just looks to the other girl, waiting.]

[She's expecting the pressure to lift from her chest when Shepard moves, but it doesn't. Beau rolls onto her hands and knees and just punches right into her ribcage once, twice, and then coughs into more stable breaths. Okay. Okay, cool, she can breathe again. It's another few seconds of wheezing before her head turns towards Shepard, eyes finding her gaze.]

You're heavy.

[So it's... fine??]

...Yeah. I am.

[It's fine????]

So I win. I guess.

[The win feels pretty hollow seeing as she now has to grapple with the concept of mortality but. Whatever.]

[She scowls, but doesn't say anything as she wipes her mouth with her hand and pulls herself shakily to her feet.]

Whatever. It was stupid.

[Dumb. Of course she couldn't win, when could she ever win? She was just a stupid kid who wanted to be important.]

Guess you're gonna go now or like, tell on me or something? I dunno who's in charge, I mean it.

[Shepard shakes her head furiously.]

Nuh uh. I ain't no tattle tale. Y'can't trust cops and all that.

[Shepard scrambles up a bit.]

According to our deal, I'm in charge now. And my first decree is...

[She bites her lip in worry.]

That you get some rest.

[That only makes her scowl deeper, defenses flaring in a petty show of defense as her shoulders hike and she puffs up like an angry kitten.]

Don't pity me!! I don't need it! I don't need you!!

[So much of her hurts, but she's on her feet as much as she can, and once she's upright she turns and starts to bolt off into the underbrush. She has no idea where she's going, but she has to find somewhere else. That dumb girl knows too much.

Ugh, magic prodigies. What jerks.]

April Aftermath: Young Volcanoes

well ya girl got a 3 so

MY GIRL GOT A 17 SO,,,

D E S T R O Y H E R

shepard voice: oh my god am I a killer??? (spoiler: yes)

not quite yet, but in the future,

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Shepard: I'M A BADASS Also Shepard: hhhh scawy

hjlksd shes CUTE