Age Meme

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~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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[asmilinggod]

[There is a little boy nearby - tapping his way along with a blind cane, messy blonde hair tossed in front of his eyes. He doesn't appear to notice Cecil, of course, but he seems to be looking for SOMETHING.

Tap tap tap. Where is it?]

C'mon, c'mon....

[void_whereprohibited]

[Cecil sees a lot of people on the walk home from work, most of whom he does not know, and most of whose purpose he could not hope to guess; but most of the people he sees don't look so... preoccupied as this boy does. He wonders if the boy maybe doesn't know this neighborhood. If he should stop to offer help.

...Well, his mother would probably say that he should stop to offer help, and it's not like he has anything going on this evening except homework (ugh). He isn't exactly sure where to situate himself, so he falls into step beside the boy and clears his throat.]

Hey! Can I, uh-- can I help you with something?

[asmilinggod]

[.......He'd know that voice anywhere. He turns to face the other boy, blinking a couple of times.]

...Cecil?

Did you follow me?

[void_whereprohibited]

[It's Cecil's turn to blink. He's pretty sure he'd remember this boy, if he knew him! He's pretty sure he doesn't know anybody who's blind. Unless they're hiding it really well, which he isn't going to rule out, but which doesn't seem particularly likely, and which also has very little bearing on the current situation.]

No? [He amends this hastily.] I mean, not intentionally. I was walking behind you for a little bit, because when I turned the corner you were not very far ahead of me. But that's not really following you, at least not in the way I'm pretty sure you meant it.

...I'm really sorry, but-- have we met?

[asmilinggod]

[Okay, now Kevin was confused. This boy had responded as if he was correct in thinking it was Cecil - but didn't know him?

Oh, no. Oh, no, it hadn't happened EARLY, had it? A little panic starts to rise in his voice.]

...We have. I mean - you're - my brother, right? Cecil?

You're not an intern, are you? You remember me, don't you?

[void_whereprohibited]

Um-- [Oh, dear. This is a really unfortunate coincidence. How many fourteen-year-old intern-Cecils with brothers can there be in the city?]

Well, I am Cecil. And I'm an intern! But my brother is at home. [He pauses.] My brother should be at home, anyway. [He can't be too sure these days.] But, whether or not he is or isn't at home, he's the only brother I have. And he isn't you.

[...Ugh. That sounded mean. He shifts from one foot to the other, a little sheepish.] ...So. Sorry.

[asmilinggod]

[This isn't going over so well with the boy. His expression shifts from horror to deep sadness to forced bravery - he sniffles and hides behind his blonde hair.]

...These things happen.

These things are meant to happen.

Mom said it was foretold anyway, I shouldn't be surprised. And...maybe you're not him. maybe he's still okay.

[void_whereprohibited]

Well, moms aren't always right about the things they foretell. [He feels like he should maybe put a hand on the kid's shoulder, offer something more reassuring than just words, but in the end he just shoves his hands into his pockets, awkward and unsure.] Or, mine isn't, anyway. And I'm pretty sure I'm not who you're looking for, so-- he's probably fine!

In fact-- I bet if we looked for him together, we could find him. I mean, if I'm not him, then he's got to be somewhere in the Capitol, right?