Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2014 1:51:40 GMT -5
"Oh cauldron, round you flow,
stirring youth into seven at height,
choose men of voices low,
return them to their brash plight,
and remind them this night -
there is little time left before flight.
"I offer to you, cauldron, all necessary tools
the cat's claw, the eagle's feather and blood of lamb,
surely you will meet my demand
and give to me fools
so they may be foolish allover again.
"Sleep tonight, but rise at break of day
seven minds, bodies, and souls there will be
warped by time pray I may,
and once they have gained means to afford my fee,
cast them back into the manhood for which their youth will see."
Stormy smiled as her gaze went from her spell book to the fountain that stood at the center of the city, in front of the courthouse. The water within was thick and green. It bubbles and swirled with great speed. A shimmer flashed through it and it went back to being normal water in a normal fountain once again. Stormy smiled again and looked back at the spell book.
"Notes: Cast this spell at the center of the geographical area you wish to affect. Cast it upon water so it may more easily work, otherwise it will have to be cast at the highest point to carry through air instead.' Well... That was relatively easy. Now for the counter-sp-WHAT?"
Stormy desperately looked the page over and flipped to the next.
"There's no counter spell? 'Final Note: This spell cannot be countered, countering this charm can only be achieved by those whom the charm chooses to effect.' Crap, crap, crap! I can't reverse this. I SHOULD HAVE READ ALL OF THIS BEFORE I DID IT."
Stormy was noticed by a cop nearby. She took off before he had a chance to give her another glance.
"Well. Good job, Evening, now seven dudes in Gotham are going to be teenagers again, come morning..."
stirring youth into seven at height,
choose men of voices low,
return them to their brash plight,
and remind them this night -
there is little time left before flight.
"I offer to you, cauldron, all necessary tools
the cat's claw, the eagle's feather and blood of lamb,
surely you will meet my demand
and give to me fools
so they may be foolish allover again.
"Sleep tonight, but rise at break of day
seven minds, bodies, and souls there will be
warped by time pray I may,
and once they have gained means to afford my fee,
cast them back into the manhood for which their youth will see."
Stormy smiled as her gaze went from her spell book to the fountain that stood at the center of the city, in front of the courthouse. The water within was thick and green. It bubbles and swirled with great speed. A shimmer flashed through it and it went back to being normal water in a normal fountain once again. Stormy smiled again and looked back at the spell book.
"Notes: Cast this spell at the center of the geographical area you wish to affect. Cast it upon water so it may more easily work, otherwise it will have to be cast at the highest point to carry through air instead.' Well... That was relatively easy. Now for the counter-sp-WHAT?"
Stormy desperately looked the page over and flipped to the next.
"There's no counter spell? 'Final Note: This spell cannot be countered, countering this charm can only be achieved by those whom the charm chooses to effect.' Crap, crap, crap! I can't reverse this. I SHOULD HAVE READ ALL OF THIS BEFORE I DID IT."
Stormy was noticed by a cop nearby. She took off before he had a chance to give her another glance.
"Well. Good job, Evening, now seven dudes in Gotham are going to be teenagers again, come morning..."
Act I: At Break of Day
Prompt:
Seven men resting their heads in Gotham this night will wake in the morning as the boys they once were.
Players:
Please post once in this thread. You may post in the context of your character getting to sleep and then skip to them waking up and reacting to their surrounds, so on so forth. You know the rules of this; they will wake up as teenagers and have no memory of their adult lives (their last memory should be prologue posts if you participate in that). If you do not wish to be limited to one post then feel free to link to a thread you have started to respond to this mandatory prompt.
If you decide to start your own thread please title it as such:
Thread Name [717] [Tags]. It helps me keep track as well as those whom might want to follow the plot progression.
Have fun! Look forward to your posts and threads in this plot!
Prompt:
Seven men resting their heads in Gotham this night will wake in the morning as the boys they once were.
Players:
Please post once in this thread. You may post in the context of your character getting to sleep and then skip to them waking up and reacting to their surrounds, so on so forth. You know the rules of this; they will wake up as teenagers and have no memory of their adult lives (their last memory should be prologue posts if you participate in that). If you do not wish to be limited to one post then feel free to link to a thread you have started to respond to this mandatory prompt.
If you decide to start your own thread please title it as such:
Thread Name [717] [Tags]. It helps me keep track as well as those whom might want to follow the plot progression.
Have fun! Look forward to your posts and threads in this plot!