Event Log - Total Recall

[lucetimods]

Who: You and you and mostly me and you
What: Everyone's been Shifted in their own way
When: A hero doesn't care if this event last a whole ten days
Where: Everyone can blaze a hero's trail
Summary: It's that special time when the Malnosso collect all their recent experiments and apply them all at once to measure effectiveness. Although invaluable as research, it tends to leave the subjects looking just a bit mad.
Rating: Rated H for HEROIC

So there is a mod post and it pretty much tells you EVERYTHING you need to know. This is a mass log for people to comment around on if they don't want to make posts. Or even if they want to make posts anyway. There will be at least one more of these later in the event! ENJOY!

Don't forget to tag in using the appropriate format: [canon] character name

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Catch-All Log Post! Might put up a post for Daisybert later, too.

[semper_cogitans]

[Day 1-2]

[There's a surprisingly small version of Robert in the village.

After any initial panic caused by not knowing where he is and not understanding this strange place without any technology or buildings he's used to, and after being convinced to go outside by his older caretaker, he'll be shyly and quietly exploring Luceti, confused all over again by its flatness and quaint town looks. He may or may not be accompanied by a smaller version of a certain Turtle, too...

Feel free to approach the little boy, but don't be surprised if he hides behind something first. He's not exactly the most social...]

[Midway through Day 4 to Midway through Day 6]

[Robert only gets a day and a half of respite before the event crazily drags him back to something even more confusing.

Even on a normal day, it'd be hard not to notice a seven-foot-tall blonde woman wandering Luceti. But for those who normally know her - she is definitely not acting normal. In fact, she is not herself at all. Currently one unfortunate scientist is occupying her body, and doing an incredibly poor job of navigating with it.

Expect this faux-Daisy to smack his head on ceilings and door frames, crush things accidentally when he touches them, and in general have no real control over his own body. (At least he's still mentally capable?) That is, until he goes to the Battle Dome to test out this new raw strength...]

[Day 8-9]

[Another day's respite, and then it's back into the fray. This time, Robert's physically untouched...

But what's this? All of his thoughts are displayed for the whole world to see! Expect a jumble of anxious inner monologues interspersed with complex scientific and mathematical notation as Robert tries to keep his internal processes under control. But maybe something incriminating will slip out...?]

(OOC: Feel free to hit Robert up at any time - either during the days he's affected, or on one of the days he isn't with your affliction. Go nuts!)

May 30

[i_speak_softly]

[Having Robert turn into a seven-foot-tall warrior was worrisome enough when Don was his usual capable self. Now that he's the size of an action figure (and not even a fully-articulated one, but a miniature model), it's just kind of frightening. He moves warily around the house, trying to keep an eye on Robert without getting in his way.]

May 30 it is!

[thisisntsparta]

[Don's not the only one frightened, though Robert is for an entirely different reason. He's still uncoordinated, and this massive, powerful body is not something he wants to be near a delicate, tiny Turtle with.

His senses might be hyper-acute, but when he doesn't know how to operate them, it's like being in front of complex nanocomputers without being able to operate them. As a result, he's missing a lot of sensory information, and perhaps on his awkwardly-hunched traversal through the house towards the kitchen (dear gods is he hungry), he might be missing where exactly Don is located...]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don scoots out of the way of Robert's feet, then follows him to the kitchen. He's hoping there might be food in this for him too...]

We could move this into my appointments, if you'd rather? <3

[thisisntsparta]

[The massive, thudding footsteps of the seven-foot-tall warrior echo through the house as Robert tries to maneouvre Daisy's body into the kitchen. He has to duck awkwardly at points where the ceiling is a tad too high for him...

Oh. Hyper-acute vision catches the very little Turtle darting about near his feet.]

... Don...?

[Yeah, he's being especially careful now.]

Day 5

[yellowthirteen]

[Yellow 13's RPG effect has finally ended, only to be swapped for his alternate continuity self. In appearance he looks much the same as he alwasy does, but a keen eye can discern he has a little more trouble moving around than his normal self.

Still, he has no idea that the Daisy he has spotted is... well, not her at all. At the moment, she hadn't done anything to arouse suspicion.

But that was bound to change. Thirteen approached Robert with a wave.]

Afternoon, Daisy.

Day 5!

[thisisntsparta]

[Unfortunately, Robert wouldn't know David well enough to recognize this limp - most of the time, anyway. And right now, he's kind of busy trying to figure out how to turn around without totally losing his balance; different centres of gravity and all that.

... In fact, he fails rather epically at this as he tries to turn his head to look at David - suddenly pitching off-balance in a way that is entirely unbecoming of a well-trained Spartan.]

Ah, e-excuse me...!

[... Gonna... flail a bit in place for a moment to try to get his balance, yep.]

[yellowthirteen]

[Either way, his slower pace and occasional limp are pretty subtle. Most of the time he can get around without too much trouble, but some days the old injuries flare up worse than others.

Still, this display was incredibly odd for the SPARTAN, which causes Thirteen to pause and look at her inquisitively.]

Something wrong, Daisy?

Day 7, noon (just after Robert returns to his normal form?)

[eyesofjade]

[Oh, Syre knows this man. What was his name...]

[Robert! Yes, that was it. Robert looks disoriented and a bit confused, and therefore in need of help.]

[At first, the figure that bounds toward him may seem unfamiliar -- and is, technically, as they had only met a few days ago, and on top of that, there's a half-black-half-gold mask adorning his face, and obscuring it from view -- but he most definitely has good intentions.]

[Or so it seems.]

Robert! Are you okay?

Technically the 6th! Just for, uh, my own knowledge. <3

[semper_cogitans]

(OOC: Can always reply here if you fear Captcha.)

[Definitely disoriented, definitely a little confused. Coming back to his own body after a few days of being hyper-fast and hyper-powerful is throwing everything off.

Even turning his head to look at the stranger feels slow and awkward.]

... Er...

[He doesn't recognize this person...]

... S-Salutations...?

And, er, I... s-suppose I am... alright enough...

Day 1

[lostinmyway]

[You think he's small? Try being less than twelve inches tall.

Grune is on her way to the Memory Garden to look after it--but my, it's an awfully long journey when you're one sixth your usual high. Still, she'll get there eventually. In the meantime, try not to step on her?

She's probably not going to notice him first, because knees aren't particularly distinctive. Feel free to notice the tiny woman, though, Robert!]

Eee, tiny Grune. :'>

[technoisolate]

[... Oh. Oh.

So, Mister Donatello was right. This place is most certainly not home - home does not have tiny, tiny little people in it.

This little person is so small that she looks like a holoprojection just walking along...]

S-S-Salutations...?

Um... d-do, do you... maybe need s-some help...?

A tiny and a bitty--a nice combination, I thought!

[lostinmyway]

[Hearing a child's voice, Grune looks up. She doesn't recognize the boy, but that's quite fine--she can make a new friend!]

Oh, hello! Yes, a little help would be very nice. I think I'm a little shorter today. [Or a hell of a lot shorter.]

Thank you!

Day 1? have bitty Ami

[waterfell]

[Robert isn't the only young one in Luceti who used to be older. Ami, with the inevitable books toned down to something more her level (still above her age), offers a shy smile as soon as she spots the little boy her age. Her confidence ends there, though, and she doesn't come nearer yet or offer more than a polite greeting.]

Good morning.

(ooc: normally geniustheveil

Squee! :'D I can always use more bitties

[technoisolate]

[That's just as well for Robert - he is so anxious meeting all these new people. Back in Linden, even though there were more people there, they didn't come up to you out of nowhere to say hi... this is really weird.]

S-Salutations...

[He tries a really nervous wave, but probably looks more like he wants to run away.]

L-L-Lots of people want to... t-talk to me today...

[That last bit seems to be said to himself, but it's loud enough to catch.]

[waterfell]

[Ami is immediately a bit jealous. She's fallen back into her usual tendency to fade into the background- and the same old feelings about it.]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. [Or too forward, which seems to be what he's objecting to. It was just... nice to see someone her own age, who didn't know her yet, who she might have a chance at a new start with.]

Day 5. You knew this was coming, right?

[seakingbait]

[Having fun in the Battle Dome, Robert? You should, because you have a new spectator, grinning happily at you. Whenever he happens to notice her, she giggles and waves with an unusual level of enthusiasm, even for the normally bubbly mermaid.]

I expected it, yes. :'D

[thisisntsparta]

[Daisy's body is... incredible, to put it lightly. That sounds terrible but that's really not how it's meant...

So amazingly strong. Robert thought being Audubon was a shock? That was nothing compared to this - the raw strength he feels, effortlessly lifting objects that he'd struggle to even normally get his arms around, doing physical feats of strength that don't even make him break a sweat - he can feel the muscle and the tendons and the heaviness of the bones in this body, feel the sheer coordinated power as he does just about anything -

... Oh, he has an audience.

Um.

... Waving back nervously now.]

[seakingbait]

[She giggles again, wheeling herself in his direction.]

Looks like someone is having fun out there~.

[But she isn't going to give him time to respond, oh no. The moment she gets close enough, she dives from her chair and plants a loving, passionate kiss on his lips.]

[Mid-day 4 - Voice]

[thisbodysucks]

I have your body.

[The message appears far too bluntly, in the middle of whatever Robert may be doing with her body.]

[Mid-day 4 - Voice]

[thisisntsparta]

[... Oh. Um.

Well. That was what Robert expected when he ended up in Daisy's body.]

So I... a-assumed.

[Even speaking is odd. Daisy's voice coming out of what should feel like his own mouth...]

[Mid-day 4 - Voice]

[thisbodysucks]

.......

[She wants to ask if Robert has her body, but even hearing herself makes her feel so slow even when thinking. She eventually comes to the conclusion that he, indeed, has it.]

Where are you?

Day 2?

[barelyevenfriendly]

[Careful, young Robert, or you might be finding yourself getting in the way of this unhappy camper - eh hem, Prince - who is stomping around the village. Dieu does he miss his West Wing bed right now, the sleeping spot he has here is horrible! It's almost like a giant animal had been sleeping in it!

Anyway, so he's going to do something about it. He doesn't know what, but something. He will make something be done!]

Day 2 works for me!

[technoisolate]

[By now, little Robert is somewhat more acquainted with Luceti, but that doesn't make him any less nervous - especially of little boys who look angry at everyone. He doesn't like it when people are angry... that's bad, when people get angry. Anger (angriness? He's never sure) is one of those things that should just... never happen...

And so this is why Robert visibly shrinks away when the Prince gets near. It's probably not the typical greeting a prince would expect.]

<3

[barelyevenfriendly]

[No, it's indeed not what a Prince would expect... he would expect a bow, or a kneeling or an elabourate gesture of some kind. That isn't what you're supposed to do, and it's not working anyway because he sees you, Robert.]

What's your problem?