Mar. 3rd, 2018

iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze blinking (if you say so)
[personal profile] iprotectyou
It all happened so fast.

One moment, the rats were returning Szalinzki's Shrinking Machine--that the kobolds stole from the Ooompa Loompas--to the Lost and Found box behind Bar. In the next moment, the waitstaff dropped it...

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Baze enters the main barroom from the back door, having completed his morning forms--forwards, backwards, and starting in the middle. Sweat beads on his temples and runs down his back in rivulets, and he's looking forward to a warm bath, given that he was out in the snow in nothing more than a jumpsuit and soft-soled boots.

Then there's the explosion of blue light, accompanied by a shockwave that knocks him off his feet. He scrambles to a standing position, grounding his staff, and finds... that everything has become a lot bigger. He's standing at only a few inches tall.

What?

(OOC: And the shrinking plot is a go! Please use Honey, I Shrunk the Pups Plot as your post titles!)
for_everyone: (kanan)
[personal profile] for_everyone
All Kanan and Hera wanted to do today was take the payout from their last mission, use it to buy supplies, and then check to see if Milliways might have anything they couldn't get from the shops on Danadine.

(There were quite a few things the shops in Danadine didn't have, or didn't want to provide to outsiders. Hera seems pretty willing to beg money on the latter being more true than the former.)

Stopping to get a caf after wrangling the rest of the supplies was meant to be a treat.

But now the cups are taller than Hera and Kanan put together, and the rest of the bar is much bigger than it was a moment ago.

"Uh. Hera? I think something's gone wrong." If Kanan sounds jarred, it's because even with the Force he didn't feel this coming.

"Yes, love," Hera says patiently, slamming down hard on her own panic because that's not going to solve anything. "I think that's clear by now."

The real question is what are they going to do next?

[ooc: And it is bedtime, or at least brain-too-tired-to-pretend-to-be-other-people time. Slows okay? And the post is still open for new tags, they will just be picked up in slowtime, too. Thanks!]
run_barry: (what the frak?)
[personal profile] run_barry
It's Saturday night and Barry and Cisco come in looking to hang out and see what Milliways might have to offer by way of entertainment.

They're laughing as they come in through the door before Cisco stops and points at the rats and the contraption they're carrying.

"Dude! Isn't that-- "

Barry looks and his own expression lights up, first in excitement, and then alarm. The brilliant blue flash that erupts from the dropped machine happens in slow-motion and Barry sees it coming right for them.

With superspeed he grabs Cisco and shoves his friend over the back of one of the couches just as the wave hits.

Cisco tumbles over the couch and onto the floor. When he picks himself up the couch is gone and so is Barry. Many of the nearby people also seem to have vanished, too, and Cisco looks around warily.

"Barry...? "

Taking a step forward there's a crunch underfoot. Cisco jumps back, startled, and looks down.

It's the couch.

And standing not too far away from it is a tiny Barry, jumping up and down and waving his arms.

All Cisco can do is stare.

"Holy Szalinzki... "


[tiny tag: Cisco Ramon]

[ooc: Two pups, one mun. Tag one or both, although the other will probably pop in at some point. More about them here.]
fry_sandhu: (Default)
[personal profile] fry_sandhu
"The most important thing is not to panic." Fry says to Coral and Brooke, as the three miniaturised children stand right next to the bar to avoid being trodden on.

"Dad's going to panic." Coral says.

"Dad's not here." Brooke points out.

"Statistically speaking, this will be easily remedied in a short period of time, so long as we don't get trodden on." Fry says. "All we need to do is wait for a magic user."

"I think we should get to higher ground." Coral says.

Brooke starts climbing up a bar stool. By the time she has succeeded, Coral and Fry have asked a kindly passing waitrat to carry them up. Then they set about constructing a makeshift shelter from toothpicks and napkins.
thewidewideworld: (Young - smoky furs)
[personal profile] thewidewideworld
Sinric comes in from his door, shaking snow from the thick furs and tumble of hair. He hums as he makes his way to the fire to warm himself.

The song he's humming is a Christmas hymn but it's no blame if no-one recognises it. He seems both cheered and thoughtful. And seems lighter than he was before.
childofrebellion: (hurt and confused)
[personal profile] childofrebellion
Cassian's finally getting ready to leave Corsin, he's looking forward to less crowded streets. When he's at the counter the blue light goes and he automatically goes for his weapon and starts to crouch before he finds himself on the stool he was near. He scrambles up and then looks down and around, this is awful. Why is he tiny and how can he get back to the right size?

The actual counter isn't too far away and from there, he'll have a better view. He starts looking for a way up, this is one of those times it would be useful to have more supplies but he doesn't need them when he's in a city. For now, he starts going through his bag and jacket, there must be something he can use. It would be nice if Kay was around, he's taller.

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor