Event Log: The Hope of a Child

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Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the The Hope of a Child event
Where: All over the city!
When: January 23rd-Feb 1st
Warnings: Youths

By now, the gods have probably done enough weird crap to you while you're asleep for you to be a little suspicious- but it's not like you can just not sleep, especially when there are a few supernatural forces making your eyes droopy and your body feel heavy.

And now, when you fall asleep, you'll wake up somewhere else and you'll likely have quite a different temperament- you'll be younger, maybe a little more naive and innocent, and you won't exactly remember all the wild stuff that's happened to your adult self. Maybe now you'll be a little more trusting and emotional, hm? The gods could definitely use a little boost in power, and what better way to do it than to harness the power of overemotional kiddos!

Or maybe you aren't affected at all and find yourself surrounded by youths. What are you going to do when your best friend doesn't know how to cook for themselves? Or your bitter rival is throwing a temper tantrum because they broke their favorite toy? Nobody asked for this kind of responsibility, but think about what would happen if nobody was around to take care of these babies...

► This log covers January 23rd-Feb 1st.
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Comments

[nowherewolf]

[... What. This can't be real. What. But if it's fake, how does this guy know his name? They just met. Wait. He doesn't know his real name, he just called him Tucker. He could've gotten that somewhere else. It doesn't prove anything.

Tucker tries not to panic but it's hard to look calm. If what this guy's saying is true, does that mean he's just not real? He's like, a hallucination or a ghost or something and there's an adult version of him somewhere? What the fuck? Okay though, keep it together. Make sure.]

Bullshit. You don't know me. My name's not even Tucker, asshole.

[ghostlocked]

[...Wait, what?

No, wait, that's definitely some shit Tucker would pull. He lies, like, constantly.]

You sure about that? The Tucker I know would say that, too.

[But Harlan tries to think of any other way he might be able to prove his claim... It's not like he and Tucker have talked all that much about their childhoods. The friendship they have is more rooted in the moment than anything else. Hm.

Well. There's the whole wolf thing, of course, but... That seems rude to just lay on a kid. Tucker being a shapeshifter was a pretty closely guarded secret up until recently, relatively speaking.]

Look, I could prove it, but you wouldn't like it. You're just gonna have to trust me, okay? I know that's tough for you, but this is a stupid thing to lie about.

[nowherewolf]

[Okay, well he's got him there. Maybe. But this is still too crazy. And honestly, too scary to think about. He doesn't want to be not-real, he doesn't want to be a projection of somebody else's imagination. Except the somebody else is him... but it's older him, so it's practically a different person. That is, assuming it's real.]

Well I'm not lying, either. [He shifts a little, uncomfortable. This guy said he could prove it, but that he wouldn't like it. What if he knows something he shouldn't? Tucker should be careful.]

If you're not lying, tell me what my real name is.

[There's no way future-him would tell this chump his real name, but he'll accept James as a second-best. James Tucker isn't the rarest name in the world, so it's possible he could guess, but it'll depend on how confidently he says it.]

[ghostlocked]

[...Uhh. Well, shit.

It's a fair question, but also hard as shit. With Tucker, there's a fifty-fifty chance that this is a trick question. Somehow. Or maybe not even a real question, but a distraction altogether. Who fucking knows with JT, honestly.]

I know you as Raridan James Tucker, but you go by Tucker and you never cop to Raridan being your first name. You just say it's James.

[He shrugs. Playing kid!Tucker's Rumpelstiltskin game sounds really unfun, so have the truth, ya punk.]

Believe me or don't. We don't spend a lot of time talking about our pasts.

[nowherewolf]

[Whoa. What? No fuckin' way. But also: this dude could never just guess the name Raridan. It's not even a real name. Sometimes he's not sure it's even his name, but maybe just some random syllables he made up when he was a toddler.

So okay, the guy does know him. But he's never met him in his life. Which means... maybe there's more to this whole "you're actually an adult" situation. That scares him, he'd be lying if he said it didn't. But then, he lies all the time, so what does it matter?

And what does it really matter what he gets up to if he already knows he'll live to be an adult? This is probably some weird time-travel thing, and he'll deal with it later. Obviously.]

Fine. Okay. But don't call me that again. [Maybe older-him is loose with his secrets like an idiot, but current-him isn't going to be.]

What's this kid like, the one you're looking for?