Time for something fun!

[untilavalon]

Need a little pick me up? Or just feel like playing something really stupid? It's time for a meme.

The Magical Swap Meme
or the 'oops, you done fucked up' meme

courtesy of Luc*

Directions

1. Post your character with the name/canon in the subject meme. In your comment, put your preferences such as, "I don't want to do prompt #1" or "for the gender swap prompt, [character] will look like [this]" or "for the age swap prompt, my character will be 5 years younger".


2. Tag each other and have fun.

Prompts

• Body Swap: Holy shit. You're looking at yourself like you're looking in a mirror. The only problem is, when you're looking down at your own hands... you're in someone else's body.


• Gender Swap: Well, this is new; you're now no longer in the right body, but it's still yours. Were you always a girl? You sure weren't yesterday. Of course, this is probably another one of the city's tricks; no point in getting all up in arms about it, is there?


• Age Swap: Are you starting to see a pattern here? Now you're younger-- or older-- than you were a little while ago. Who're you going to bug about your height now?


• Canon Swap: Your entire history is different now. Suddenly, you're a homestuck. Or maybe you're an elf. Or perhaps you're not even switching canons with the person you're threading with. What's the damage?


• Power Swap:...Like the one above, but with powers instead of canons.


• Moral Alignment Swap: Suddenly, you're evil as hell. Or maybe you're really good now. Or maybe your moral alignment is "eh /non-commital wiggly hand gesture". I don't make the rules here, bucko.


• Luc, you didn't include this swap I wanted to do!: Well look at you, you have a bigger imagination than I do. What are you waiting for? Swap it. Just swap it. Do it, before it's too late.
  

You now have four minutes to save the world.**

*If it's a bad meme, it wasn't my idea.
**You do not have four minutes to save the world. In fact, there's really no point in worrying about world saving right now.

Comments

Sephiroth | Final Fantasy VII | Age Swap only

[neverbeamemory]

[As I've been wanting to thread this out somewhere for a short while already. Sephiroth is around 7 y/o.

-Problem- he doesn't have memories that go that far back, so he's a rather hollowed out kid but has been swapped back to a point when loss was very fresh]

[bifroster]

[She wants to hate him but how can you hate a little kid with biiiiig green eyes like that???]

[neverbeamemory]

[You really can't. Big green, glowing eyes turn upwards to Jane, full of questions yet with a sadness that is bare for all to see. Set in a face that hasn't quite lost some of it's childish roundness, and shorter silver hair which falls back from either side of his face. It's gleam is broken up some though with a few, blacker strands close to the roots in his parting.]

What is wrong- miss?

[Flawless manners, in such a small voice.]

[bifroster]

[Jane sighs and shakes her head. He's still a child, and obviously has no memories. How can she hate someone who has no idea what they will be, and even then, has no control over the said events that will transform them?]

Nothing, it's okay.

[Then, she does something on impulse.]

Want to get some ice cream?

[neverbeamemory]

Nothing is always something.

[It's smally-spoken, yet a clear indication that this is a mind beyond his years. Who already has a high level of understanding of the world around him and an intellect that might rival most adults.

The small boy looks down to the floor for a moment, then side-eyes one side of the street and then the other. He frowns into the floor before looking back up to Jane once more.]

Where are we?

[Either the ice cream wasn't heard, at all. Or he's changing the subject since he's not sure; it's a strange place.]

[bifroster]

It's a place called Ruby City, and really, it doesn't matter.

I think you'll understand when you're older.

[If he remembers this. And if she can understand it later herself.]

[neverbeamemory]

[Small delicate wrinkles mar the space between eyebrows, it's not too dissimilar an expression from his frown in maturity, only the lines aren't as heavy-seeming. Sephiroth blinks up once, twice at Jane almost as if she had something on her face that was unusual.]

Yes it does. Where is Ruby City?

['Understand when you're older' is a phrase oft used by adults to children who do not yet understand the World. The child almost pulls a face of defiance at her; Sephiroth knows a great deal about the World, thank you very much.

Nevermind that it's the World he was allowed to have seen]

[bifroster]

No, no. I mean you will. Because of time streams and memories.

[Jane hated that when she was younger too; nothing was too complicated to explain to a child if you used the right words, but there was no way that she was going to tell a seven year old about those things. Not if she could help it.]

But as for Ruby City... we have yet to figure that out.

[neverbeamemory]

[She's right, Sephiroth doesn't understand. But his thirst for knowledge is intense at this age and therefore his curiosity is sparked as the small boy tilts his head more to one side, looking up at the side of Jane's face. He swings his hands behind his back and joins them there as if to emphasize the gesture.]

Time streams and memories. Like how the Lifestream works.

How hard can it be?

[It makes no sense whatsoever to this child prodigy that a location of a City in the World can't be ascertained, somehow. His attention leaves Jane's face and is drawn up into the sky, as if the clouds themselves might provide him some hint.]

What is the next nearest town from here? It has to be somewhere out of the way, you can't smell the Mako at all.

[bifroster]

Well...

[How can she resist a fellow curious being? Someone who wanted to learn and understand?]

Kind of like that. I guess. But here, black holes were used to warp dimensions and pull various people from various times and areas. Due to circumstances that we don't understand yet, we were all dragged to Ruby City. However, because of this, sometimes memories are altered or changed, or memories don't match up if you were pulled from one time and someone else was pulled from another.

You're not going to remember something that you haven't done yet, but someone who has come from that time or later will.

As for the nearest town, this is it. We can't explore beyond a certain point.

[neverbeamemory]

[This little boy has a brain like an oversized sponge. His IQ is already well over the norm, further developed by his comprehensive personal tuition. And he multi-tasks between that and combat training, as evident in the lacking 'puppy fat' on this boy.]

You mean there might be people here from my future?

[He sounds almost keen to meet them. Indeed, Sephiroth has a lot of questions about himself. His memories, regressed to this body, don't make a lot of sense at all.]

Why can't we explore? I saw there was a wall around the City, can't anyone go through it?

CAN'T STOP WON'T STOP DON'T KNOW HOW TO STOP

[provenworth]

[THERE ARE SO MANY LEVELS OF NOPE HERE.]

.........

[NOTHING IS ADORABLE ABOUT THIS LITTLE VERSION OF HER TORMENTOR.]

.......

[NOTHING. Except, yanno, everything. And yes, she's greatly regretting breaking out her Turk uniform. And the ShinRa label pin.]

[neverbeamemory]

[Said rather lean-looking small child with silver hair tilts his head to one side as Sephiroth looks up at Elena as she passes his seat on a doorstep. He draws his hands back from around his knees as he spots the Shinra pin, then backtracks to recognize the uniform. He straightens up, and tries his best (which is not all that successful) to wipe the questioning expression from his face.

Of course he knows that logo, at least. Shinra. Though there is a significant amount missing in regards to how he should feel around them.]

tardy to the party

[provenworth]

[Everything tells her to walk past and ignore the child. But its difficult given her natural affinity for them and her tendency to adopt anybody under the age of 10. With a single affirming breath Elena approaches, her expression carefully neutral. For all that was in Sephiroth's file, she never did get to anything prior to his SOLIDER days.]

Surprised to see a Turk here?

[Easy question to start with. Because asking if he knew her felt rather silly.]

never can be too late

[neverbeamemory]

[Turks. There is a word that strikes a familiar string with him as well but he just can't think any deeper about them. They are a special department within Shinra, but that's all his mostly missing memory serves him with.]

Hm. [He nods a little stiffly. It's similar to how a child of his age might act in front of a teacher, unsure what to say.] There aren't many Turks around that I've seen.

[-not to mention the uncanny way a too-perceptive little boy might pick at scabby feels.]

HERE'S YOUR DAMN BIG PAWS xD We'll say she's around 5 or so.

[unit_202]

[Cue one even-tinier child with similarly huge green eyes, bits of leaf debris tangled in the waist-length curls that almost hide a pair of oversized, grey-furred, lupine ears. 202 is attempting to maintain as much caution and restraint as she can with her hesitant approach, but all of that flies out of the window when she trips over her own feet and winds up sprawled in front of her would-be target.

Ears pinned back, the little girl frowns in childish consternation at her loss of control as she pushes herself up into a kneeling position and begins to brush her arms off, muttering sullenly.]

I don't understand why the streets here are made of rocks. Makes it hard to walk...

YAY \o/ big damn paws

[neverbeamemory]

[Conversely, Sephiroth has had no problem whatsoever with the cobblestoned streets of Ruby City. Sure some of the curbstones might surprise him if he was running from something but he's sure it's nothing his keen sense of balance wouldn't be able to counter.

The pale face of a boy with the lightest dusting of freckles across the top of his nose leans forward and peers down at the smaller girl from atop said curbstone, chin length silver hair falling forward as he inspects her; more specifically - are those her ears? He then stops, swings back a step and tucks a strand behind his ear]

You should watch where your feet are going then.

[Said with every little bit of the older-boy-knows-better tone, if a little on the dry side.]

[unit_202]

If I spent all my time watching my feet, I'd just be leaving myself open from every other angle.

[It sounds almost like she's only reciting something she's been told a hundred times. Big feet or no, she's got to learn to compensate. Getting up, she sets her shoulders almost defiantly, her ears perking up a moment later as she focuses on the boy before her.]

I was going to ask you if you knew where we were. This isn't any part of the Facility that I know...

[neverbeamemory]

[Well that certainly sounded like a mantra, if nothing else. It strikes Sephiroth something similar, though he stumbles over a blankness in his memory as he tries to recall where he's picked that notion up from. His cool expression sinks some as that overbearing sense of loss he's been trying his best to ignore gets flared up as a result.

A tingling feeling at the top of his brow, precedes a few quick blinks as Sephiroth refuses to well up with tears in front of the girl.]

This isn't any Facility that I know, either. I found some notes; apparently it's called Ruby City.

[Despite his equally defiant bearing, the 7 year old sniffs audibly.]

[unit_202]

Ruby City...?

[202's eyes widen with concern at the sound of that sniffle, and she takes a step forward, one hand raised reassuringly. It's an automatic sort of reaction, her protective instincts kicking in now just as they ordinarily would when dealing with her sister.]

Don't worry, we'll figure out what to do. I'll keep you safe, okay?

[Her voice is full of childish sincerity, the words reinforced with a nod; this is clearly a role she's accustomed to.]

[neverbeamemory]

[Could there be such a thing as a defiant sniffle, if not Sephiroth certainly just created one. It's a short sharp moan of a noise and he rubs the front of his forehead as if it might get rid of the tension he can't explain.]

I can protect myself. I'm not upset about that.

[He even backs up two steps away from 02. Refusing to let he see him as a dependant.]

[unit_202]

[The girl pauses at his withdrawal, tilting her head in confusion. Her sister was always more than happy to let herself be protected, but this boy seems totally unwilling.]

A-all right then...

[She lowers her arm again. If he's so determined, she'll just have to accept that and move on.]

Then what? Maybe I can still help. Are you hurt? [She motions to his head, having noted him rubbing it a moment ago. Maybe that's why he's so upset.]

[neverbeamemory]

[This boy is totally unwilling and knows that he's more than capable of looking after himself-

Or so he stubbornly thinks anyway.

Then why does he feel that wave of sadness so keenly. He misses someone, yet he can't put his thoughts together into exactly who that might be. It's frustrating and it's giving him a headache.]

I- [Sephiroth pulls his small hand from his forehead and narrows eyes at her with a frown that pulls his childish features almost grotesquely out of the shape they should be. A tear is wiped sternly from his cheek with the back of a fist as he makes himself straighten up.

He doesn't need the help. But-]

I'm not supposed to be here.

[unit_202]

I don't think I am, either. [The girl looks around with a sort of nonplussed curiosity, before focusing on the boy before her once again.] But we're both here anyway, so there's not any good in makin' a fuss.

[It sounds so perfectly obvious, and offered so frankly, it's clear that she believes it through and through. Drawing both hands up close to her chest, she takes another tiny, hesitant step towards her potential companion, large grey ears perking up again ever so slightly.]

But maybe we can find a way out. Maybe it's just a trainin' exercise or something. Almost like a game, you know?

[neverbeamemory]

Hm.

[The small boy, looks away also from this odd girl with over-sized wolf ears a few seconds after she looks around as well. Almost as if he's expecting to see some detail that she's missed. Indeed, whomever have put them in here together are testing him already. He needs to find the vital detail first. He always has before.]

I'm too old for games. They know that.

[He turns his small head back to look over his for-now companion again, trying (though not so successfully) not to stare at her perked up ears.]

And what are you s'posed to be?

[As clearly, she needs to be part of this test also.]