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 Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 9:51 pm
Intro xxxxxxxxOriginal Story Idea // Demon.Hunter.Kira |xxxxxxxxxxAwesome Idea Reimagined // blazestonefire656 |xxxxxxxxxxLiteracy Level // Semi-lit -- literate |xxxxxxxxxxStatus // Under Construction | Accepting | Posting |xxIf Demon.Hunter.Kira happens to see this, I really didn't mean to
steal your idea. I just thought that it was too cool to let die like that.
I made a few changes, but it's still yours, I promise. Intro
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 1:01 am
Story --Our story today starts with a simple quest; a quest for kindness and friendship. A young girl, miss Josie Crowley, recently moved to town with her mother, a woman who refuses to go by another than Mrs. Crowley. Josie, on her first day of school, was happy to meet new people and make new friends. However, everyone completely ignored the girl and every person she talked to either brushed her off or insulted her into submission. She managed to keep a brave face until after school, but then she ran home crying her eyes out.
--Her mother, while eccentric but still a concerned parent, listened to her woefully tale, and immediately swore to get revenge for her little girl. You see, Mrs. Crowley had it in her mind that she was a gypsy, a real magic-controlling gypsy. Unfortunately, she believed it so much that things she started to predict were coming true. With some basic spells and combinations, Mrs. Crowley succeded in creating a curse she found fitting for the people who hurt her daughter; something that would change them into a form that would fit their maturity level.
--As soon as the teenagers would wake in the morning, a devistating surprise would awaken alongside them... Intro
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 1:33 am
Rules: o1. Other than the curse, they're human; they can’t have superhuman strength or anything like that. Remember, they’re in the body of a five year old, so they have the strength and stamina of one. Though, they do keep the same mental capabilities as they're regular teenage selves.
o2. Follow the Gaia ToS.
o3. Make sure to use the right symbols for everything. (([[{{Any of these for OOC}}]])) “These” for speaking, ‘These' for thinking. This is a semi-lit to lit RP so try to at least remain in that area of posting.
o4. PM all profiles to me and wait for them to be accepted before posting.
o5. No double posting unless you have multiple characters.
o6. Romance is fine, but remember they’re in the body of five year olds…Let's not overdo it please… Don't be gross!
o7. Cursing is fine, but not every other word.
o8. Have fun! That's what we're here for!
o9. I have full control over the rules, but I don't wanna have to mess with them if I don't have to. ^^
1o. Title your PM simply 'The basics.' and below your profile put 'Boring!'.Intro
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 2:00 am
Profile Skeleton [imgright]URL of the younger picture[/imgright]
[b]My Puppet Master:[/b]
[size=10][color=POSTINGCOLOR]Gaia username[/color][/size]
[b]They call me:[/b]
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[size=10][color=POSTINGCOLOR]Age, before you were cursed[/color][/size]
[b]What do you think?[/b]
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[size=10][color=POSTINGCOLOR]Single/Taken (if taken your girl/boyfriend doesn't remember you as a teen unless they were cursed as well)[/color][/size]
[b]Care to learn more about me?[/b]
[size=10][color=POSTINGCOLOR]Personality. At least three sentences.[/color][/size]
[b]What do you care?[/b]
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[b]The real me:[/b]
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[b]Did I miss something?[/b]
[size=10][color=POSTINGCOLOR]Anything else, not already mentioned.[/color][/size]  Intro
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 2:06 am
Accepted Profiles  My Puppet Master: blazestonefire656 They call me: Tara Dane Shadowin My birthday candles: Seventeen What do you think? Female Don't judge me: Bisexual My Current Status: Single Care to learn more about me? Tara is usually a pretty happy, upbeat person, rarely ever getting depressed or upset. She has quite a temper, though, blowing at anyone over anything if she's already angry. Normally, she's just one to always want fun. And that was as a teen.
When she was turned into a child again, her need for fun was even greater, crying her eyes out when she couldn't go play. She hates sitting still and doing work, always fidgiting and disturbing others. What do you care? Tara's folks died in a car crash just after she'd turned fourteen, and she'd lived when her sister afterward. The day that Josie Crowley first appeared at school, Tara was having problems; it was the anniversery of her parents' death, and she couldn't equalize her feelings. She'd snapped at the poor girl and sent her off, looking like she was about to cry. She felt terrible, but she wasn't focused on anyone else. Then, suddenly, she woke up as a little kid again, and her sister didn't seem to notice. The real me: [x]Did I miss something?She wears huge glasses from reading too much. They're just like these, and they're on both of her forms.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  My Puppet Master: blazestonefire656 They call me: I'm Miyuki, and I'm Mizuki. We're the Futagos! My birthday candles: Sixteen What do you think? Female! Don't judge me: I'm straight and I'm a little bi-curious. Ew, Mizuki! My Current Status: Single Care to learn more about me? We both have pretty distinct personalities, at least from each other. Yeah, like how I'm hyper and fun-loving and she's- And I'm sane. I'm the responsible one out of the two of us; I do my homework and clean up our room- While I lay around playing video games! Exactly. But I have my fun side, too. Why, remember that one time at the school dance? You mean that time when you took two steps in, without a date, saw how close everyone was dancing, and ran screaming from the gym? Yeah, I remember that. Hurk! Shut up, Mizu! You brought it up! What do you care? My sister seems to have disappeared off to the toilet, so I'll explain our boring history myself, in my trademarked psychotic manner. Basically, we were born in Japan and we lived there for a few years, but then our parents were transferred to America for business. We're just living happily with our friends when suddenly, THIS happened! So now we're all young again. Blech. Did you explain our past? What past? Zuki! Yes! Geez! The real me: They look exactly the same as teens as they do as little kids.Did I miss something?Being twins, they often speak together, or finish each other's sentences. Having grown up in Japan, they often still use Japanese phrases, or their favorite words instead of the English versions.Grammatik-Nazi  My Puppet Master: Grammatik-Nazi They call me: Mein Name ist Johann Nicklaus Heidrich von Wissenschaftler. Laugh, I dare you. My birthday candles: Eighteen. Before zhe madness… What do you think? Male, I hope… Don't judge me: Straight, I sink… My Current Status: Single, I guess… Care to learn more about me? Nazi!? Crazy!? Who said zhat!? I demand an answer! Aach… I like to sink of myself as a visionary, I am pretty fun to be around, I sink. For zhe most part, I am laid back. I prefer to see bose sides of a shtory before I make a judgment, und zhen to zhe best of my ability, I try to sort zhe problem out. Unfortunately, due to my accent, I am not taken quite as seriously as I vould like. I try to vin freunds vith my vittiness, but sometimes zhat backfires… What do you care? Vell, I came over for a foreign exchange program. Und now I am five years old. Vhy? I DEMAND AN ANSWER! Heh… Vell, I seem to recall zhis girl, she vas crying, I tried to cheer her up, but it backfired. I don’t see vhat zhat has to do vith anysing, zhough. Anyvay, about my life, I know you are dying to hear it. My parents are scientists, in fact, my whole family is made up of scientists, zhat is how my family got it’s surname, in fact. Anyvay, my parents signed me up for zhe foreign exchange so I could find higher learning in Amerika. Ja, right. Zheir experiments are more important zhan zheir child, zhe learning sin is just a front. The real me: [x] Did I miss something? Nossing I can sink of. Intro
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 3:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 3:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 3:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 3:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 3:40 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 3:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 3:56 pm
And we're officially...
OPEN!!! Intro
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 6:40 pm
"Yes. Finally, straight A's..." Tara mumbled in her sleep, rolling over and tumbling out of bed. She groaned and laid there for a moment, then pulled herself to her feet with a grunt. She wandered over to her closet and blearily rumaged through it, not noticing the fact that they had shrunk down to kid sizes. She found a pair of jeans and a nice tee-shirt, pulled them on, and stumbled over to her mirror. She straightened herself out, then looked up to check her hair. What she saw almost killed her right there: she was tiny! Grabbing the mirror, her jaw dropped open. "What the- Why am I a little kid?!"
"Oh, good, you're up." Tara's eyes traveled upward until she spotted her sister in the mirror, and she spun around. "You'd better hurry; you don't wanna be late for the first day of school." "Huh? School's almost half over. What are you talking about?" Her sister smiled and walked away. Tara turned back to the mirror, a worried line creasing her brow.
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Fifteen minutes later, the car the two sisters shared pulled up behind a blue minivan in front of a school. Tara pressed herself against the window and her jaw dropped out of shock. Unbenownst to her, her sister climbed out and walked around to the other side, popping open the door and helping the short girl out of the car.
"Kindergarten?!?! You're taking me to kindergarten!?!?" Tara roared and started pounding on her sister; unfortunately, in her smaller body her fists only reached to waist height. "I'm seventeen! You can't do this to me! I'm a junior in high school, damn it!" "Hey! I told you, no swearing! C'mon, let's go meet the teacher, hm?" She took her sister's hand and basically dragged her to the gate in the fence around the school. Suddenly, behind them, they heard two voices screaming, "NO!"
  "Get out of this car, now!" yelled a tall Japanese man, pointing to the ground in front of him. "No! We're sixteen, not kindergarteners!" Two young girls, twins, were sitting clutching each other, strapped into the back seat of the blue minivan. With the help of his wife, the man managed to pull his daughters out of the car and held onto them lest they tried to run away. He pushed them along to the gate and hurried them up to Tara, who was already standing with the group of parents and kids waiting in front of the teacher. "There, now it looks like we're all here. We can probably get started. If anyone feels that they need their parents to stay with them, that fine for today, but tomorrow you're going to have to make it through on your own. I suggest that you try to last today, maybe make some friends, ok?" More than half the kids dismissed their parents, including Tara and Miyuki and Mizuki, all except one chubby boy with black hair and thick glasses, who refused to let go of his mother's leg. Everyone filled into the classroom, with Tara and the twins bringing up the rear. The brown haired girl held open the door for the other two, then dropped the kickstand and followed them in.
{{Ok, everybody. You can start by waking up, getting to the school, already being in the classroom, however you want. The only thing is we all have to go to the same school. Some of us might know each other, some might not, but we all went to the same high school, and we're all in the same class now. Other than that, have at it.}}
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 12:40 am
There came a yelling from the hall as a blond, green-eyed boy was being pushed into the classroom, forcibly, by an average looking woman in rather run-of-the-mill clothes, "Das ist lächerlich! Lächerlich! Ich werde es nicht erlauben! Tun Sie Sie hören mich Frau!? Ich werde es nicht erlauben! Lächerlich, dumm Amerikanischer--" The woman cupped a hand over his mouth. "Now now dear," The woman said, "You know better than to bark gibberish on your first day of school." She sighed, and looked to the teacher, "I am so sorry for the noise... He's a little excitable today..." With her hand still over his mouth, the boy looked up at her with a raised eyebrow, "I suppose that's normal though, isn't it, considering it's his first day?" The boy stuck his tongue into the woman's hand and she removed it in surprise and disgust, "Ooh! You know better!" She yelped, but the boy didn't let her continue. He stepped forward, and cleared his throat, "Madam," He started, addressing the teacher, "I am quite sure zhat zhis is all very, very amusing to you, but I vould like to be released from zhis madhouse. I am not a child, I am Achtzhen Jahre alt! Zhat is eighteen! I am eighteen, so if zhis is some cruel Amerikaner joke of some sort, please, just leafe me alone, eh?" Then the woman cupped her hand over his mouth again, "Goodness gracious me, I have no idea where he learned to talk like that." She sighed, "But, as you can see, he has a sort of speech impediment, the husband and I don't quite know where it came from, but we'd be very much obliged if you'd help him break out of it... I can't imagine what his grade school years would be like if he talked like that..." She lifted up the hair on the boy's forehead, and kissed him. "I'll see you later pumpkin," She said before walking out the door. The boy was lft standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, "Vell, if zhat vasn't zhe most embarrassing moment of my life. She's not efen my mozzer." He muttered.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 1:06 am
"Whoa..." Tara blinked at the newest addition. Everyone was trying not to stare, or at least, everyone else. She tilted her head and wandered over to the boy. "Uh, hi there. Are you some kind of exchange student? German, if I heard that right. Er, right?"
The twins found their way through the crowd of kids over to the two. "I didn't know there was an exchange program for kids so young. I figured they would be reserved for older kids that could take care of themselves." "At least, that's the way they did it in Japan before we moved here."
"How would you two know that? Older sibling go into it or something?" asked Tara, finally turning to the sisters and getting a good look at them. She nearly jumped a foot off the floor. "Wow! You two look exactly like these two girls I knew- er, know. You wouldn't happen to know a pair of twins named Miyuki and Mizuki Futago, would you?"
"That's us."
"That's impossible! The girls I know are sixteen!"
"Er..." The Futagos glanced at each other, then Miyuki decided to turn the other girl's attention back to the boy. "Um, so, anyway... Did you say that that wasn't actually your mom? She certainly acted like it." "Of course, she also acted like your accent was a speech impediment, so it's possible she has no idea what she's talking about," added Mizuki with a shrug.
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