sky full of stars + AU THREAD

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    ( so basically in this thread, there is a rip in the time continuum or something like that and everyone a age is messed up !! this means, if your character is ten moons or older, they will wake up as half their age. if your character is nine moons or younger, double their age. this should be interesting. c: )


    tony yawned, blinking his ice blue optics as he smuggled down further in his nest, despite the morning sun that streamed down into his den and warmed his pelt. his eyelids flutters, and his ice blue optics opened slowly, staring up at the ceiling. his eyebrows furrowed slightly. was it .. further away than it usually was? eh, he was probably just seeing things. the canine wriggled onto his stomach and squirmed forward to the edge of his nest, grabbing a prosthetic leg in his maw. ok, something was definitely up - his leg was almost as bit as him! "uh .." his voice sounded weird.

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    ( "speaking" ) ( thoughts / dreams ) ( roleplaying )


    Hungergames was now seven moons, his out-of-proportion body looking awkward. He was barely an aporentice, still fuzzy from kithood. "Heyyyyyyy Tony!" He chimed, his higher voice quite irritating.
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    At 5 and a half moons, you could say Butters was more... Normal. He sort of had an excuse for acting like a little kid. "Why am I so small?" He questioned out loud. It was harder to hold his hammer than normal...

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid; margin-top: -21px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: -2px;][align=center][size=18][color=white][b]You're not as brave as you were at the start ![/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -19px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: 2px;][align=center][size=10][color=white][b][/fancypost]
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    [align=center][size=8]14 moons? THIS WAS HELLA. Hazel grinned, happy she was tall and grown up. This wasn't a bad thing, c'mon! Why was everyone complaining! She was fluffy and tall and her tail, oh, her tail it was silky and soft and holy sh.t she was in love with it. The pale tabby purred and pranced around, trying to get used to her longer limbs.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]And here awoke Alaskan, a strange looking kid with a pretty stupid haircut and all. Blinking Lask stared at his hands small. He was tiny again. Just as he had been as a kid, unusually small.


    No muscle tone, nothing but skinny and frail. His skin pale, his hazel gaze looking down. "What the hell?" His voice squeaky, not matured.


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    "I can actually flirt now!" came the whoop from the nursery. Out strutted a teenager Infernokit, who was now aged to ten months. He smirked at the now-child everyone, and then tripped over his feet.

    [align=center][size=8]"And I'm pretty, now!" She walked around in a circle, purring at her tail. Oh, gods, this was going to be her baby. She was smitten with it. Hazelsat down and brought her tail around her paws, flicking it. Tail. Tail.




    #thatonecatfromthe20s

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    Oh boy, Daywalker blinked in shock as she looked at herself. She was not scrawny, actually well filled out, but she was small. At seven moons old. Oh StarClan this was pretty darn creepy. However, at the sight of Alaskanstar she stifled a giggle. Oh, it had been moons since she had last seen adorably awkward teenage Lask. "What the heck happened though."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;]Since Aztecruin was only a year old, he was now six months, still a chubby little baby. He rolled out the Warrior's den, falling head over heels. He squeaked in dismay and surprise—he could see again! He had two eyes once more. The tom-kit would squeal. "I'm hungry!" he exclaimed in fine baby baritone.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px][justify][sub]Meanwhile, Eskimo was relishing the change. She exited the den with surprising grace, and it seemed that she had finally grown into her lanky and somewhat awkward legs with age. Her coat, of course, remained slightly scruffy, but was much more filled out. Looking over to the warrior den, Es couldn't hold in a small giggle when she saw Az tumble out. "Smooth," she told him, and Es was shocked by how grown up her voice was.

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    "HELP! I'M OLD!"
    Piranha screeched. A chocolate elder stumbled, her limbs more frail and brittle than the thinnest branches. The situation was so horrifying that she found nothing funny. How in StarClan did she skip her apprentice and warrior stage straight to an elder? This was like so wrong. She wasn't supposed old.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]"what. the hell," tony squeaked. how .. how was he five moons old again?! this made no sense. he looked from hungergames back to down at his chest, his puppy fur soft like feathers. his ears were so big on his head that one of them flopped over. luckily, his prosthetic legs could be adjusted, otherwise he would've been stuck without them. the puppy pulled himself over to them and used his maw to tighten and shrink each of the legs before slipping them on, despite being a little dazed from confusion. he heaved himself to his paws, stumbling a little. "w-what happened?" he squeaked.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;]Sticking out his tongue at his girlfriend, he rolled around cheerfully. "Well, it does feel nice to be a kit again. Just being random, rolling around." he mewed excitedly, blinking both his eyes at her.

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    "Well, hot damn. I still look sexy as fuck," Fernando joked as he walked over with a smile.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px][justify][size=8]Well, Thousandlies was seven moons old. "Jesus christ. Fuck my life," she said, her voice adorably high.

    [align=center][hr][hr] " WHY AM I A OLD GRANDPA ", a Leopaw said, hobbling around, his fur greying ever so slightly. His bright amber eyes seemed dull, but still full of energy, just, not as much. " WHAT HAVE I DONE TO EARN SUCH PUNISHMENT "
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]/ oooooh i thought this was human. whoops.


    Alaskan looked at himself, all scrawny, and small. Before raising a nonexistent eyebrow towards Daywalker. Ooh, this was slightly embarrassing. Moving over to her, with an embarrassed face. "Uh." Deciding to be near her, she was probably the only one that understood here. All of the others here had arrived when he was older. The thing was, there was still a missing his leg and he was not in the panther body. The leader did not age backwards in the panther body. So, his familiar silver gaze traveled over Day.


    It was funny, because he was in the kid body he obtained before becoming an Bodyguard and actually bulking up. So here was the frail little kid. Looking awkward and all, his ribs almost showing.


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    [sub][size=5pt][c] #GrimmTemplate #lask[/size]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px][justify][size=8]"Why me. Just.. why." she grumbled. Glancing at Leopaw, she frowned. "Hey, you're only my age!"

    [align=center][hr][hr]" No way- you aren't old!", Leopaw said, having to sit becuase he felt all stiff, what was he like 25 moons? Only two years? Cats obviously aged rather quick. The old tom smiled and said, " [b] Now I can get senior discounts! HOLLAA "
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