Timey Wimey Meme...Thingy

[needsteaplz]

 Time is a very funny thing.

Your character has now experienced a time change!

1. Post with your character and what type of time change they're having,
if they retain their Terminal Tokyo memories or not, and you can multiple ones if you like! 

2. Tag for reactions!

3. Have a laugh or a cry, but have fun regardless!

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Saori Nakagawa

[needsteaplz]

A. [8 year-old Saori is sitting on a park bench with Guren sitting next to her. She wears a green cat-eared hoodie and a skirt. The poor Elecmon can only look and wonder what he can do to help.]

B. [Being a goddess, she doesn't age much. Somehow, she found herself back in Terminal but this time, she looks quite chipper.]

Wow this brings back a lot of memories...I wonder who's still around?

A.)

[happiestberry]

[ Miwako spotted the little girl sitting alone with her digimon and frowned to herself. She looked a little lonely to her. She quickly ran over to little Saori and jumped right in front of her with a tiny thud! ]

Hi there!

Waver Velvet [no really]

[fionnuisce]

[What a headache. How long had it been since he'd last had to deal with this place? There were important matters for him to handle back in London, but with a sigh Waver concluded there wasn't much helping the matter now. Whatever had caused his sudden departure and arrival, he could work out later. Hanging off his neck as before was the Crest of Tenacity, but where on earth was that blasted plant he'd been assigned for a partner last time?]

[To any observer, aside from the crest it was likely he'd look like a completely new arrival--although one that didn't seem particularly lost, which might have been unusual. But he certainly didn't look like Waver Velvet anymore, not unless one squinted very hard with their head at the proper angle. He hadn't really been Waver velvet for some time, either...or at least that was a simplified take on his perspective of matters.]

[In short, who the hell is this 6'2" loser smoking like a damn chimney?]

[needsteaplz]

[What's with Terminal bringing in super tall people? Saori happened to see him and approaches him. There was something fairly familiar about him but she couldn't put her finger on it just yet. Strange, was he wearing a crest?]

Um, hello. I don't think we've met before. Did you just arrive here?

[headup_stickontheice]

[Yeah Cam has no fucking clue who this is. He just starts passing by and gets a whiff of the smoke, coughing a little. He turns to see the person who's oh my god what the hell how is someone so tall.

......He can't help but sort of stare, sorry person who he does not know.]

Dante

[hellspawnedhero]

*Dante looks significantly younger, though not quite a child. In fact, he looks the exact same age as Vergil. He's also wearing an irritated scowl that seems out of place for the usually jovial demon hunter, not to mention a much less modest outfit consisting of beige jeans, a red longcoat that leaves his chest bare and the silver half of his usual amulet.*

Hey, c'mon. I know I'm popular, but doesn't anyone know it's rude to interrupt a party?

[innermonologues]

[ Squall had been walking by when he spotted Dante.... was that Dante? }

( He looks like Dante... sounds like him too. But he was bigger wasn't he? And he had more hair. What happened to his clothes? )

Is partying all you do?

[fullofthorns]

Hm hm hm. Where is he? Geezus H. Christ. 'Oh, lets do a real date' he says. 'Wear that little red dress' he says. Yeah and then what. Stand me up? No one stands me up. Mother fucker, the devil himself doesn't stand me up.

I'll show him.

Oh-ho-ho. Will I ever...

[ Roze had paced in front of the apartments for an hour. That was longer than she waited for food. Now she was stomping around town lookin' for a fight. Or more specifically, lookin' for a white-haired idiot about to get his hot ass ball-stomped with quality stilettos.

When she saw the white hair, she didn't think about anything else that seemed out of place. Nope. She went straight for the gold. ]

Why you snarky, scheming son of a bitch! You think I put on a fuckin' dress for my health?! [ She snarled, grabbing his shoulder with her right hand to spin him around and raising her left with EVERY intention of clocking him right across the jaw.

Except something was wrong.

Really wrong. ]

Who the fuck are you, dude, and where the fuck is Dante?

[ 6'4" of pissed off, ridiculously hot chick in a tight, short red dress and black leather thigh-highs? Could be worse. ]

Squall Leonhart

[innermonologues]

A.) [ Theres a tiny little boy with a bright orange and baggy t-shirt cowering away from everyone. Kudamon is wrapped around his neck and seems to be the only thing this kid found comfort in. He was slowly looking around with his big stormy blue eyes watering. ]

Matwin? Matwin ware are yoo? [ Did she leave because he was bad? Is that why he was sent away to this scary place? He couldn't take it anymore he hunched over in the middle of the street and started crying with Kudamon trying to comfort him. ]

______

B.) [ Squall seemed to still stick around despite all the weird things coming and going. He was a lot more mature now, not only in looks but in his personality as well. Though others might tell him he hasn't been here in forever, he still feels like he has.

Right now he was busy cleaning up the city, heaving heavy bags onto his shoulders and doing odd jobs around for the older digimon. He might even run into you along the way. ]

[scratchitti]

[Neku is 10 and not quite so spiky yet: both literally and personality-wise. To the point that when he sees a crying little kid his first thought isn't to facepalm in annoyance yet.

He approaches, Terriermon napping on his head]

...you okay?

[thatsnotaking]

[A much younger and spunkier Kovu almost trips over the kid in the street as he chases after Lopmon. He stops just in time, then realizes he's crying.]

Hey, what's wrong?

A

[fullofthorns]

[ A huge shadow fell over the tiny Squall, pink-haired giantess tilting her head to squint at Kudamon, who she knew well, and the sobbing child. With all the crazy things going on lately, a glitch in programming that altered time wasn't that shocking. In fact, sometimes these things were a blessing in disguise.

Sniffing audibly, she lowered herself to crouch beside the child, wrapping her arms around her legs and resting her chin on her knees. ]

Psst. Hey babydoll. You gonna cry all day? You do that n' yer gonna fill up the world with tears n' everyone'll have to live on boats.

B

[fullofthorns]

[ It didn't take much. Roze, ever with her nose in the D-T watching videos and carrying on idly when she wasn't exercising or harassing someone, was just sending a text out when she thumped head-first into one of the city workers. ]

Oh, fuck. I'm sorry. Jesus I was texting an--wait hold up.

[ Green eyes squinted, lips twitched and a smile appeared like someone had slapped it across her face. Cue girlish shrieking and excited dancing on the spot before Squall and everything he was carrying ended up scattered in the street when he was tackled in a bone-grinding hug. ]

PRETTY BOY OH MY GOD I MISSED YOU! I MISSED YOU SO--oh...hey. someone filled out. What, do you lift now?

[bigsoftie]

{A} [[Ugh Duke was not having a good day. The Impmon found his chosen to not only be painfully small but PAINFULLY NAIVE. Everywhere he went he had the little kid, a stocky yet small boy with spiky hair, grabbing onto Duke's arm.

He sincerely wish he could shake him off, but the little kid seemed wary of everything around him. Didn't seem to be much a fan of talking either, only speaking when he had a question or was pointing something out.]

Jeeze kid can I get my arm back someday?!.

{B} [Leatherhead, while lacking in the growth spurt department, was still a pretty formidable size. And the full-blown beard on his face certainly made up for that. Sadly, other changes took place during his absence from the Digital World. His face looked morose, tired, as if he spent a long time fighting something for too long. And worst of all was the medical eyepatch drawn across his face.

Last time he came here, he threw a tantrum...but now, it felt like a long-awaited bed for someone who had been awake for too long. He spent a long time walking through the city, displacing the horrors he's seen before he sat on a bench. Impmon seemed shocked when he found him, but he offered little explanation. That'd come later. For now, he could rest.]

[innermonologues]

[ Squall was wandering by after his latest trip from one of the local connivence stores when he noticed a nervous looking kid attached to an annoyed looking impmon. Something about that Impmon seemed familiar to him. ]

Hey.

[ He slowly started walking toward them. ]

Jin Uzuki

[betrayalcutsdeep]

*Jin doesn't look any different physically, still the same tall man in his mid-thirties. Clearly it hasn't been long...no, the changes are more subtle. The upside down cross is missing from his sword belt, but more obvious is his expression. Gone is his usual air of quiet confidence, replaced by a look of doubt and regret.

He's holding his crest, the Crest of Desire, in one hand, staring at it with a distant expression. The usual cheer and simple life in him is nowhere to be seen.*

[needsteaplz]

[Being a goddess, it's hard to tell she's aged several years when she still looks like she's 28. While she's walking, she happened to see Jin and slowly approaches.]

Jin? Is that you?

Donatello l Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2012)

[brain_behind_purple]

[A] [Five year old human Donnie looked terrified. Very terrified. Where was he? Why was he human? Why was he topside when he was forbidden from ever going there? Where was Master Splinter and his brothers? Why did he have an larger than normal egg with him?!

Whatever was going on, the little boy was too scared to think about it. So he sat in the corner of a nearby alley to try and keep out of sight. he clung to the egg, tears in his eyes and he sobbed. he was so scared.]

[B] [How much time had passed since he had last been in the city? Time could be so strange in the Digital World after all. Donnie was older now, more mature. He was a inch or so taller now and he looked more mature and hardened, numerous battle scars over his body. But he was still him, he could never change.

Right now he was just walking, seeing what had changed and what hadn't. By his side was Kamemon, who still looked surprised to see the purple-banded ninja again. But he would wait to ask Donnie about what had happened in his world, he wasn't the same brat he used to be after all. Death taught him better.]

A.

[needsteaplz]

[Saori was out for a walk when she heard sobbing from an alleyway. Naturally, she went in to find the source. Not wanting to scare whoever it was, she calls out softly.]

Hello, is someone there? It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you.

Kovu

[thatsnotaking]

[It might be hard to tell at first, but that same swoop of hair is still in the same place on Kovu's ten-year-old head. He doesn't look all to happy to be so much younger, and Lopmon looks way too amused. The brat of a Digimon is trying so hard not to snicker, and it looks like Kovu's about to punch him.]

[brain_behind_purple]

[Donnie was walking home from work, carrying his Digiegg in a bag strapped to his shoulder and wrapped in a knit. That was when he saw Lopmon and a child. He paused, and as soon as he saw the hairstyle, he recognized who it was.]

Kovu? Is that you?

Neku Sakuraba | The World ends with You

[scratchitti]

Younger

[Neku, now 10, is a lot less hair and a lot more sweetness... even if the kernel of his smarm and ego started around now. After all, he's a BIG KID now and gets to go around Shibuya *by himself* sometimes!

He's taking this new place pretty well, considering. It's exciting! And he has a neat bunny, though a tiger or dinosaur would be cooler. Currently he's sitting, poking and prodding Terriermon, trying to see how she works]

Older

[Coming back here after 10 years is... something else. Neku: hair a little less wild, shoulders a little more filled out. But even time hasn't taken away his scrawniness. Just helped him grow into his fawn-like limbs.

That time here feels like a dream. Even seeing Terri again- now a full-time BlackGatomon, does little to make it real. Maybe seeing old faces will help]

[thatsnotaking]

[A ten-year-old Kovu is definitely a lot less self-conscious than his older self. This, unfortunately for most everyone, means he's a lot more outgoing, too.]

Hey, why're you poking your partner like that?

Arcee | Transformers Prime

[robotfightclub]

[Haha there are no changes, Arcee looks exactly the same.

...Appearance-wise, anyway. There's nothing calm and collected about her demeanor as she spends her time breaking everything she sees in a fit of panicked rage trying to make sense of what's going on. And I don't think there's a snarky way to break a window. Is there? If there is, she isn't doing it. Instead there's the unquestionable look of fear in those eyes of hers, darting all over the place searching for whoever is responsible for apparently kidnapping her and changing her into something she can't even recognize. She may not be a gladiator, but like hell she'd go down without a fight.

Sprocket watches as "young" Arcee makes a spectacle of herself, debating if he should interfere or not. Funny how this kind of stunt is exactly the same kind of nonsense she tries to prevent with, say, Leatherhead. The irony is both delicious and annoying.]

[bigsoftie]

[He felt plenty weary from his experiences in Dimension X. It was hell, to say the least, but now he was among people he could trust. Like Arcee for example, she would...there's something wrong. He had a hard time figuring it out, but it was so concerning he had to do something.

With Duke following behind, he confronted her, speaking as gently as possible. Hey you remember your notson, right? The kid who now has a beard and a missing eye?]

Arcee...? Are you alright?

[eatmybow]

[Hyokomon's digiblabbing about digiwhatever to a five year old Maya, who's mostly staring at Hyokomon with wide eyes and not listening to anything she's saying at all. What. How is that even possible. Animals don't talk.]

You're a talking chicken.

[Talking!!!! Chicken!!!!! Maya sounds a little distressed.]

[headup_stickontheice]

[How old's Cam? A year older than Maya. At least he doesn't have a talking animal! But he has a little angel following him around, Lucemon's weird too! But he sees Maya all confused and well, a talking chicken. He has to check that out.]

Hi. I like your chicken.

[headup_stickontheice]

[Younger]

[An eight-year-old Cam, incredibly rambunctious judging by the collection of Band-Aids on his knees and elbows, a nice mix of soft-spoken and excitable, wanders about Terminal Tokyo. Where's his dear partner? ...Well he keeps ditching her, not on purpose! Just because it happens. He has to explore everything, after all!]

[Older]

[It's not too much. Maybe he's about twenty. But it's a noticeable difference. He's grown a little taller, looks a little stronger in some ways.

But what matters is somehow, Cam is older. He is older, and honestly if you can get Lucette to stop crying all over him, you can probably talk fine to him.]

okay here have an older!maya

[eatmybow]

[Like Cam, Maya's not that much older but there's a subtle difference. The way Maya carries herself now is much more confident - she never did get really noticeable boobs, though. When she sees Cam, though, she runs up and hugs him.]

Cam! You're here too! I was worried.

Roze Ichishi - 7 Years Old!

[fullofthorns]

Mr. Samurai Dragon, sir. Why are you bein' such a doodie-head? [ A diminuative pink-haired girl in a frothy white dress asked of Musashi, Roze's Kotemon. Musashi, for his part, was fretting over what to do with his formerly gargantuan partner being his height and...not particularly moody. Granted, he'd never expected to be called a "doodie-head". ]

I'm bored. I wanna go home. If you're a kidnapper-er, my mom is gonna kick yer butt. Like, a lot. She's so big, she's like Gojira. N' yer like...uh...Minira. But she's SO COOL. You're a dumb-butt. If you ARE a kidnapper-er I'm tellin'. You're gonna regret it big time. Uh-huh. She's gonna karate yer face. Yer gonna look like...um...a really ugly pudding. Yep.

[ Musashi really...really...really needed a break. ]

[hellspawnedhero]

He's not a kidnapper, kid. He's your partner.

*Speaking of huge people...*

Whirl - in two flavours younger and older!

[oneeyedterror]

Younger
[Anyone who has seen Whirl in the digital world will recognize the blue haired pigtailed little girl, at least at a first glance. Looking more carefully will show that he has both eyes and they're not the yellow that his one eye is normally, no they're a shade of pink (but still glow). And it seems he is also having a bit of trouble standing and walking on non-digigrade legs too.]

Wh-what is going on here?! This isn't Cybertron! A-and get away from me, you creepy organic! [At least his voice is the same, although it doesn't have the same bitter tone to it. And he seems intent on shoving his digimon partner away any time Impmon tries to help him.]

Older
Frikking hell, this place again?

[That male voice is coming from a woman's body today, it's Whirl only older and more scarred and.

All grown up too.]

I told you, we're going the wrong way, Miss Whirl.
[And still not listening to his digimon too.]

Mikey

[hot_nunchaku_fury]

A. No longer a teenage mutant turtle turned human, Mikey was six years old, and while full of wonder at being human he was unsure of what he was supposed to do, or could do. Leader, for her part, had given up trying to get her chosen to listen and had taken to being carted around like an oversized doll in the youngster's arms. While the child would babble to himself in half understandable statements and seemed quiet carefree if he though he was alone, as soon as he realized he was being looked at he would go quiet, and still, holding Leader in front of his face to peek around until he could find out if who ever was watching was gone.

B. Five years had a large impact on the teen, finding him more capable of organizing his thoughts and keeping on track, though he still had much of his carefree attitude. Smiles were given out frequently and with great volume, but anyone who knew him saw that they rarely made it to his eyes, the innocent teen he had once been was gone, and much of his exuberance was to distance himself from dealing with the truths of the hard life he had experienced. One doesn't fight against the Shredder and come out unscathed.

A

[brain_behind_purple]

[Donnie was walking back from work when he passed the little boy. A little boy with a very familiar Digimon in his hands and a very familiar voice, one that he hadn't heard so young since six. He stopped and turned around.]

What the...? Mikey?!

Mike Wazowski

[didntknowwasthere]

[Well Mike is now in his late teens. Now that he's older and in college, he can hold more adult conversations and can turning into a different species more maturely.]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[... Or more screaming, that could be a thing.]

[bigsoftie]

[Woah friend you might need to calm down. Here, have an older, bearded, and eyepatched Leatherhead. He rushed over to Mike's screaming, seeing the boy now older.

...jeeze, you haven't changed much.]

Mike...please calm down.

[what the heck was going on.]