Glimmer, glitter, shine...

[thecanopycrew]

| characters | Everyone!

| date/time | March 15, all day

| location | First Floor

| rating | Currently G

| summary | A flash of light, and a new adventure.


LIGHT

Warmth, love and kindness.
The Life Stream glimmers and glitters with joy, swirls of shimmering dust dancing around the ray of life.
It was time for new ones to test their wings.


One by one, new adventurers now arrive in the Tree. As one gain wings and rises to the second floor, another light brings in the next person. Soon, a steady stream of people from all kinds of worlds, times and realities come to join the others. Whether confused, angry, excited or scared, your arrival is welcomed with nothing but joy as the fireflies and glow worms descend to greet their new friends.

The Tree offers no explanation and no reason, but the truth is undeniable.

As you will soon realize, it isn't easy to be tiny.

Comments

[dissemblance]

[Well, enjoy it while it lasts, which will probably be for a grand total of an additional forty-five seconds of chewing before it turns into a stiff, rubbery, flavourless blob. Bubblegum's great like that.]

Oh, I was just-- it's not important. My name's Anna.

[And even her cover identity has enough tact not to inquire further about his parents.]

[greatrage]

[This is a dumb kid who has candy maybe once or twice a year. He'll probably chew it until he has to take it out to eat something else. Waste not, want not, right?

Probably a good call on not pushing the parents thing. It's not a pleasant story]

Anna. I'm Eren. [he looks at her quizzically] Do you know what district we're in? I mean, this has got to be in the Forest of Giant Trees somewhere, right?

[dissemblance]

It's very nice to meet you, Eren.

[Does this kid do handshakes well he's gonna learn. You can judge a lot about someone by the way they choose to do it, and it's not an advantage that Natasha would ever pass up, nor a politeness that Anna would ever ignore. She holds out her hand for him to take.]

I'm sorry, I don't think we're ['in Kansas anymore'. Hmm, the statement might be lost on someone who doesn't recognize bubblegum] anywhere familiar. To any of us. I'm from New York, I've met a few people from Japan... and I don't recognize your 'Forest of Giant Trees' at all.

[But, helpfully, her tone stays apologetic throughout, soft and warm.]

[greatrage]

[well, thankfully, handshakes were one of the few things not lost when the Steaming Hot Naked Giant Apocalypse hit. He looks at her hand for a moment before giving it a firm shake. His hands are abnormally soft, but strong. Hey, completely fresh skin was a Thing when you regrow a limb or two.]

New... York? Japan? What are either of those places? I've never heard of any towns by those names in the Walls.

[could they be... outside?]

i am so sorry for this line of reasoning

[dissemblance]

[It's one of those things she notes, but files under Well That's Weird and To Be Examined Later. Teenaged boys do get hot and heavy with everything from lotion to baby oil, as far as explanations go. Limb regrowth? Not on her radar yet.

Natasha hmms faintly.]

Why don't you start by telling me more about your 'Walls'? We may not even be from the same planet.

HAHAH. Well. She's not _wrong_, per se....

[greatrage]

[Well... that is also on the radar. But honestly, Eren hasn't had any time to himself in quite a while. What with being on the run and then kidnapped and all. Life is hard for a princess highly sought after military weapon.

But that's neither here nor there, because Eren is just staring at "Anna" now like she'd grown an additional head]

P-planet...? You're... you're joking, right? How can you not know about the Walls? I don't understand.