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entrancelogs2014-03-24 01:43 am
quis_ut_deus) wrote in entrancelogs2014-03-24 01:43 am
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Who: Michael and YOU
Where: The playground. (Other locations possible; PM me and we can work something out.)
When: Friday, March 21st - Sunday, March 23
Rating: PG for now, to be updated as needed.
Summary: Michael falls victim to the age-down effect of the playground, both in (borrowed) body and in mind.
The Story:
Though the appearance of anything new in Wonderland generally means unfortunate consequences for its residents, Michael doesn't shy away from investigating the newly renovated additions. Fear and apprehension aren't emotions he's frequently given to experiencing, and taking a look at the new areas himself is about the only way to learn anything about them - if, indeed, there's anything worth learning. From afar, the gazebo looks like nothing more than a gazebo, and it doesn't hold his attention for long.
The playground doesn't call to him any more than any of the other new locations do, but it winds up being the one to sink its claws into him.
The effects of the playground are insidious. Michael doesn't notice anything amiss as it turns back his clock; there are no gaps or blank spaces in his memory, because it lops them off from the front rather than the back. The longer he stands there, the less he remembers why, and the less inclined he is to leave. Maybe he's supposed to be here?
God's absence after Lucifer's fall had been the longest and the most permanent, but certainly not the first. From time to time, He'd left Michael on his own in Heaven. He'd always come back.
In time, the Michael Wonderland knows is no more. In his place sits an unfamiliar boy, four or five years of age, inhabited by an archangel of equivalent age. Even if his appearance doesn't seem out of place, his odd disinterest in actually playing on the playground probably is. It's apparent that he's waiting for something.
Where: The playground. (Other locations possible; PM me and we can work something out.)
When: Friday, March 21st - Sunday, March 23
Rating: PG for now, to be updated as needed.
Summary: Michael falls victim to the age-down effect of the playground, both in (borrowed) body and in mind.
The Story:
Though the appearance of anything new in Wonderland generally means unfortunate consequences for its residents, Michael doesn't shy away from investigating the newly renovated additions. Fear and apprehension aren't emotions he's frequently given to experiencing, and taking a look at the new areas himself is about the only way to learn anything about them - if, indeed, there's anything worth learning. From afar, the gazebo looks like nothing more than a gazebo, and it doesn't hold his attention for long.
The playground doesn't call to him any more than any of the other new locations do, but it winds up being the one to sink its claws into him.
The effects of the playground are insidious. Michael doesn't notice anything amiss as it turns back his clock; there are no gaps or blank spaces in his memory, because it lops them off from the front rather than the back. The longer he stands there, the less he remembers why, and the less inclined he is to leave. Maybe he's supposed to be here?
God's absence after Lucifer's fall had been the longest and the most permanent, but certainly not the first. From time to time, He'd left Michael on his own in Heaven. He'd always come back.
In time, the Michael Wonderland knows is no more. In his place sits an unfamiliar boy, four or five years of age, inhabited by an archangel of equivalent age. Even if his appearance doesn't seem out of place, his odd disinterest in actually playing on the playground probably is. It's apparent that he's waiting for something.
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"Will you push me on the swings?" Lilith asked, taking his hand.