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New Species Event - Mass Interaction Log

Who: Anyone!
What: All in here
When: Today, Tomorrow, Until April 2nd
Where: Anywhere in Luceti!
Summary: People in Luceti wake up as something they weren't before. An elf, a gremlin, a vulcan, or perhaps a mermaid? Try living in someone else's shoes... if they can even wear those.
Rating: Not recommended for those with weak constitutions, raging hormones, shipping goggles, or people just too cool and attractive for this kind of thing.

No need for LJ Cut! Mass action style stuff all around town. You can use this if you don't want to make a post. Or you can make a post anyway. Have at!

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You, too.

You are flying with no difficulty? [He keeps staring at those wings. :|;]

Yes. ...These wings move, but it appears to also be some sort of magic.

...Magic as well. Yes, that makes sense. [She's a fairy now, or at least something that resembles one. Of course magic would be involved.

He sighs, looking towards the clothing store. He should make up his mind.] Excuse me, Nephry, but I should find something that better fits this new form. ...To at least save my current clothes from becoming further soiled.

Of course.

[not sure where she's going to go, herself. But once he gets far enough away, a large crow will take a dive at her, and he might hear her bell-ring sound of distress]

[...Aaand that sound causes Albert to turn around in time to see the crow swoop down. He's running-- er, trying to run-- back, swinging his arms (and long sleeves) at the crow.]

Stop that!

[the crow doesn't afraid of you, Albert.

But evidently this food is more trouble than it's worth, and after giving Albert a death stare, the crow flies away. Nephry lets out a breath, wobbles in the air, and sinks to the ground]

[Dammit, if he was his normal size...

Albert crouches next to Nephry once he sees her on the ground, his too-big gloves shielding her sides.]

Are you all right?

[The glow is lessened whenever she lands, and she's also getting worn out from dodging all these predator birds. But she will sit up on her knees in the safety of Albert's hand-walls and nod]

Thank you for that. I'm fine.

I didn't realize your new form was ... attracting birds. [He frowns, tilting his head towards the skies warily.]

I'm reasonably certain they think I am food.

[He shakes his head with a sigh.] And this will continue until you return to normal. ...Or if you have some defenses you're not yet aware of.

It may be best if you stay inside, Nephry.

I know that. ...But I can't seem to make myself do it.

What do you mean?

I feel...compelled to keep going places.

I see... [He frowns.] I suppose that's similar to this feeling I have of needing to be in the forest. Something to do with whatever we've become.

To be in the forest? ...But you're a child.

I don't understand it myself. [He pulls up one of his sleeves to better move away some of his hair.] I'm not a human child, at the very least.

[Look at those ears! In fact Nephry does just that, flying up again to get closer]

What...

I haven't seen a mirror, but I can feel a point on my ears. We have a race called elves in my world that have a trait like that. [He glances at Nephry as she comes closer.] But you still look like yourself. I don't understand why I lost years.

[actually she's got the pigtails and a more spritelike appearance. But yes. Generally still looks like herself.]

It's...whatever sort of creature you are, I suppose.

I suppose so. [He makes a contemplative sound in agreement.]

A racial experiment. Species. Something along those lines. But we are still in control of our faculties.

For the most part, yes.

[brushing dirt off the bottom of her tiny dress now]

Though I shudder to think at some of the things we might have become, if what you say is true.

We are fortunate, if there is no end to the variety of species we could have become. [He looks around the plaza.] ...But it's still early. There may be other parameters we can see as the experiment continues.

I will be satisfied to survive the week.

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