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[thankyouforthe.insanejournal.com]

Who: Cygnus
Where: Cygnus
When: Day 158, afternoon
What: Mission :)

[Tiny girl in black is knocking on Cygnus door.]

Cygnus, let me in! You are doing thing for me.

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[hath-no-fury.insanejournal.com]

Who: Anyone
Where: By the lake
When: Day 159, ALSO EARLY
What: PERFECTLY NORMAL CHILDHOOD GAMES

[By the lake today... Tiny Bianchi is making small lumps of mud, and lining them with leaves. While tiny Scowl is investigating the area for a good hideaway amongst the rocks...]

We can BOTH be the assassin. Everyone else can be stupid other Families.

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[sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Arena
When: Day 159, bright and early.
What: Game~

[Mirror's familiar silver statue is in the arena today, though the pose seems more thoughtful than usual. Mirrors line the arena, casting your reflections in all directions. But something seems slightly ... off about them. Like they've been warped just a liiittle, and don't quite reflect the truth of what you look like...]

I suppose I should start from the beginning, shouldn't I?

...

Quiet.

(( Brief mingle, then there'll be a thread to trigger the actual de-aging. Info posts go here and here. ))

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[n____n.insanejournal.com]

Who: DEL whoever I guess
Where: Del, DelPavoarea
When: Day 159, after deaging ~madness~
What: . . . :|a how does I child

[ STUFF SMALL PEOPLE DO. ]

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[hemogobbled.insanejournal.com]

Who: Cobra and tinies (okay and other people whatev)
Where: Outside Lacerta
When: Day 159 late morning
What: ALL YOUR TINIES ARE BELONG TO COBRA

[Basically this is easier than jumping into a 2k+ post looking for the eighteen shouta Cobra needs to cuddle. SO IF YOU ARE TINY AND WANT CUDDLES. Cobra is out chilling outside Lacerta enjoying a rare smoke]

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[lone_centurion.insanejournal.com]

Who: Anyone
Where: Near Lyvus
When: Day 159, Noonish
What: Noticed something.

[Brass is leaning against the outer wall of Lynx dorm, holding a rock in his hand, kind of rolling it and looking at it in a peculiar way, like it held the answers to the universe.]

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[thesoundofwings.insanejournal.com]

Who: Anyone
Where: Bunnycorn area
When: Day 159, morning
What: A thinly-veiled excuse for more kid antics

[Today, like nearly every day past the early morning hunting hours, there's a gargoyle on Lepus's roof. Sitting and watching, and today, contemplating a small pile of berries as he waits for everyone to come home.]