Age Meme

[carnagecarnival]

~Age Change Meme~

 

1. Your character has been brought back/drank some magic potion/awoken as a different age!
2. Are they younger? Older? Tiny? Ancient? Can they remember everything before, have they forgotten completely, or are they in some foggy in-between? What are they like now if any different at all?
3. Post with your characters! Add prompts or just simply talk about them!
4. Pictures can be thrown in too if there are any at all!
5. Tag each other and thread things out! Did you ever want to see if someone was a bratt when they were young or if they ever matured? Now you can!
6. Have fun!
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[tenthstreet]

A thirteen year old Shepard would answer to neither Jane, nor Shepard. So far as she knows, she's just 'Red', an uncreative name if there ever was one, but just the same it's hers and it works well enough for the job. Her eyes no longer glow, her hair is long, unkempt, and she's not only shorter than ever, she's filthy. What hasn't changed?

Well, for one thing, she's still mean little cuss of a girl. Approach at your own risk.

[carnagecarnival]

There's the place where all he hides. There's a door. And close to it, a bunch of food. A whole lot of unguarded food. And then... there's her up in the middle. Not a troll, he doesn't know how strong she is. She's got hair all orange-red-brown, but not maroon. It's bright but not the same as his best brother's blood is to be. What does that mean? He doesn't know, but he's about to find out.

He settles low, watching for the right moment. Three, two, one... He springs out, snarls loud at her, showing all this teeth, and throwing a honk in, ideally to startle her and get her to back off. Then he runs for the food left up on that table-counter. A perfect plan. Couldn't possibly fail.

[tenthstreet]

What. In the Hell. Was that.

Red doesn't startle easy, but how she does startle is aggressive and barely-controlled. When she was smaller, she might have rolled away, or thrown something. Now she's two years past discovering her biotics and is as vicious as an angry dog. That's not changing anytime soon.

So have a fist right in your dumb honking face, you weird monster-man.

[carnagecarnival]

Just as fast as the young Kurloz Makara leaps out, he is knocked back. Strength assement? She's got a power packed. This is a problem. On the plus side, she's no blue, no gilledglubber. His face doesn't feel like to cracking. Just hurting.

Quickly, the boy brings up of his back and back on his feet, a crouch settled between an animal's pounce and a humanoid's readying to circle and fight. His paint is just a little smeared where he got hit, making it more evident. He growls low from the back of his throat. For all he's made of bone and skin, his teeth and noise are the most evidently threatening he's got. Highblood strength and endurance might not be so obvious to an alien.

Plan two? try and get her into the dance, get close enough, grab food, run. Plan three? Well, he would guess a strife to be of that resort.

[gunshiptotheface]

He's not even sure why he's staring at the little redhead, she's familiar, but it's strange even for him. She's so short, it's a bit jarring actually, so he'll just stand and openly stare.

[tenthstreet]

Red's first instinct is to look anywhere but at the Turians. she never liked Turians, what little she knew of them. Monsters from space, with their creepy bug-mouths and their threatening bird-eyes. All. Those. Teeth.

Nah, fuck that. Fuck everything about it.

But she can't just ignore him for too long, not when he looks like he might be sizing her up for a meal. Fear was smartness, not chicken-shit, but if you ever let 'em see it, then it'd be the last thing you did. So Red looked right at him and glared her darkest.

"Hey fuck you too, pal."

[gunshiptotheface]

Duct rat, he'd seen enough of them in his days in C-Sec and her glare and foul mouth just summed it up in his opinion. He'd never been malicious or arrested kids, even for being verbally assaulted, although sometimes he did wish they didn't have to live the way they did.

"Hey kid, the world isn't out to get you."

[tenthstreet]

"The fuck it isn't," She could put on a front, fold her arms just so, and cock a hip, sneering down her nose at him as well as she could while being half his height, "What the hell would you know about it, bird-breath?"

[gunshiptotheface]

That stance was so iconic to Shepard that it rattled him a little.

"More than you think." And he'll just look amused, "And is that the best insult you have?"

[tenthstreet]

"Face like that, who needs to cuss?" Another little sneer, but she's already trying to edge around, keep the table between them. You never knew with alien invaders, "What you staring at me for, huh? I didn't do nothin'."

[gunshiptotheface]

"I wasn't accusing you of anything, kid. You just remind me of a human friend of mine." He replied a little miffed at the comment about his face, it was an old insult now and it rolled off of him easily enough.