MINI EVENT 1
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You are settling down for the night, rumbling around your apartment in a nightly routine (whatever that may be)...when the doorbell rings. This could be unusual or it could be something you are used to. Either way, it continues to ring until you are forced to answer it. On the other side of the door is the delivery bot, a familiar face around the facility yet, never quite like this. On top of the delivery bots head (the bot is wagging its tail in excitement) are four cakes, each decorated beautifully and looking equally enticing. There had been no warning about this, nothing to make it seem any more or any less suspicious, and yet you have a choice to make. Which cake, if any, do you take?
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((THE CAKE TAKEN IS DECIDED BY THE SELECTION ROLL, RESULTS BELOW))
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You take the cake, watching as the spot you had taken one from is refilled by another in a whirl of robotic movements and the bot stands up, making it’s way over to the next door to repeat the action. Free cake, especially in a place where not everyone can *have* cake is not something that can be ignored, however, especially not from the cute little delivery bot. It was more likely that another participant had baked them after all! You munch the cake down, thinking little of it and heading to bed. Nothing happens.
Waking up is different for everyone who had enjoyed a cake the night before, for some they awake to tears in their eyes and a need for a hug, for others, they are extraordinarily cranky….for the rest? Nothing has changed. Regardless, all of them are rudely awoken.
If you chose:
Cupcake 1: Your OC has aged down 20 years (or if your OC is 18/19/20, your OC stops ageing down at toddler age)
Cupcake 2: Your OC has aged down 10 years.
Cupcake 3: Your OC has aged down 5 years.
Cupcake 4: Your OC has not aged down.
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In a rare show of force, there is a whirl as scientists make their way into the facility, moving between rooms as directed by Margo to collect those who are currently unable to care for themselves and bring them out into the main area, leading all others outside once that is done, all handcuffed of course. There is an aura of shock, of confusion, and most of all sheer bafflement at the sight of those who had been fully grown the night before suddenly...not? The participants are split into groups, a range of ages from those who are now *children* or even toddlers, teens and the unaffected, or barely affected adults. Discussion overheard from amongst the scientists that were going around poking and prodding a select few of the participants revealed that whichever cupcake had been chosen the night before had decided the fate of those who had taken them come morning. Your attention is caught as a scientist moves to stand in the centre of those gathered. Coughing into his hand as his weathered face regards everyone with clear disinterest. “As you all can see, our most recent experiment has had...surprising and frankly, problematic results,” he said simply, scowling in the direction of the fussing children. “I cannot say for certain how long this will last but it does give somewhat of an...opportunity.”
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“Those among you still of adult age shall care for those who are now below the legal age,” his voice rang out leaving no room for argument. “Afterall, us mere mortals can hardly be expected to contain these...monstrous children.” There had been a reason that they had ensured that all participants were over the age of eighteen, after all, younger beings brought with them complications that none of them was ready, or willing to deal with. As such he let out another deep sigh, taking off his glasses to massage his wrinkled brow. “Margo shall have you sorted into your groups, this shall serve as a test for how the more...paternal instincts within the human mind have been impacted by the S-gene.” Without further ado, Margo, aided by the scientists began to march everyone into groups. Creating ‘family units’ they were calling them.
Participants within the syndicate have all been affected differently by the cupcake’s secret serum. How this will impact your character is not fully known but what is clear is that some have experienced de-ageing. Points to note: - Your character still has access to their abilities. Your character has limited access to memories, they may recognize people and places but if they have de-aged to a child-like level then they will be unable to recall everything. We will be giving out tasks and further information spontaneously throughout the mini-event. Completing a certain number of these tasks will incur a bonus. The random groupings can only be changed if all in the group agree on a change, please contact Margo if this is the case. Likewise, if you have not been randomly grouped, you are free to choose and form your own grouping!
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FAMILY GROUPINGS
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INSTABILITY
It was now nearly a week into the chaos the Syndicate had unleashed upon its participants and there was seemingly no end in sight. Those who had been afflicted by the strange muffins and whatever scientific purpose behind it had yet to change back, instead, the Syndicate's staff were seemingly preparing for the situation to go on long term. Much to the distress of some participants. A playground had even been erected in the garden, childproofing installed around the facility...This was of course, no comfort to those stuck looking after the younger versions of their fellow test subjects.
To make matters worse, over the last couple of days those who had been affected in some manner were finding their abilities to be **unstable**. There were momentary blips in which they would be unable to control or stop the effects of their powers from leeching out, affecting those around them as Margo and others struggled to contain the effects.
The instability lasted mere seconds and yet it was becoming all the more concerning...as time went on the frequency of these moments grew. As if building towards a climax...
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The instability of abilities becomes more and more frequent before all of a sudden...it stops. There is a breath of fresh air as there are no attacks of instability for 24 hours. All the while though the scientists begin filling into the facility more and more, tugging with them various kinds of equipment that are hooked up to each of the participants in turn.
Gentle hands-on the young taking various readings, less gentle hands-on those above the age of 18. The equipment is rarely quiet as it takes the readings of those changed by the mysterious age affliction, The beeping causing anxiety to ripple through those who have been there long enough to know that that...is never a good sign.
"We have until Saturday at best," someone overhears one say as they exit the restaurant area. "If we're lucky..."
Saturday at best? But what on earth was going to happen then? The news circulates quickly through the facility. False hoods quickly spreading along with the true. It seemed there was something of a count down afoot...
OUTCOME
Please read the: MINI EVENT RP
For details of what happened prior to the Finale.