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Impromptu Spring Challenge

Because why not? Cuten up your verse by completing the following special color.

Bubblegum Pink
[Tag as "color: custom palette" when posting.]

1. Favorite Toy
2. Memory Box
3. Baby Teeth
4. Bubble Soap
5. Rubber Duck
6. "Just Five More Minutes"
7. Playground
8. Coloring
9. Blankie
10. Time Out
11. Show and Tell
12. "But, why?"
13. "S/he started it!"
14. Time for a Treat
15. Wonderment

With the special considerations: the main character of every short must be ten or under. So, you're going to have to flash back or let the kids hog the spotlight.

Sharing is encouraged! Have the little version of your MC hang out with the MC of someone else's 'verse and be as adorable as possible. Make sure to ask first.

This challenge is due on April 25th. You may have Bubblegum Pink as a sixth color (if you're already doing a special sixth color, you will need to complete that or do Bubblegum Pink as a saturation). If you complete the challenge by the appointed date, you will receive ten novelty beads from SWL's personal stash of quips and pictures, plus a bonus for every crossover.

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Not sure what to write?

We're also having an impromptu spring RP for ten and under characters.

Setting: a bright, sunny playground with a wood castle (three towers, a bridge, a hidey cubby in the bottom of one of the towers), lots of good trees for climbing, a shady picnic table, plus all the juice, cookies and sammiches anyone could ever want in the cooler. The playground has meadow grass instead of a rubberized play surface and there's a plastic chest of bubble soap, hula hoops, balls, squirt guns, butterfly nets, those sorts of goodies around. Probably a hose too if anyone's inclined to related naughtiness.

No hitting. Posting starts right now and runs at least through Monday. Three novelty beads from SWL's stash to be issued per character brought along for the fun.

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ETA: The only person I don't have available as a child is Tian. Making icons now. Expecting to be moseying around with pokes soon! (And you don't have to have icons. I just like them.)

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Oh my God, this sounds like SO MUCH FUN.

I've got Huichen, either in canon or in her Adorkables incarnation as Celia. Willing to share and RP!

I have!

Pip, 4
Duclos, 8ish
Zephyr, 7
Roa, 8ish
Seb, 10 (comes with a surprise)
Henri, 8ish

Pick your poisons~. Or, order one up special! I like a challenge.

Hmmm! Maybe Zephyr and/or Roa?

(debating on whether to add 8-9 year old Mengli to the party.)

Well, Nicholas is probably not going to start off in an awesome mood if that helps you decide. OR WE CAN DO BOTH.

Would you like to start, or should I?

(And the more the merrier says this bad influence.)

Hmmm. We can do both, but maybe Roa first?

If you could start? I'm leaning toward Celia, although I might add baby incarnations later.

http://rainbowlounge.dreamwidth.org/41613.html?thread=1573005#cmt1573005

And there's one for Nicholas/Zephyr too.

Ahava and Duncan wish to play with Huichen! Either incarnation, your choice. They have juice boxes.

Oooh, hard to say. Maybe Ahava, since I haven't had a chance to RP with her before. But Duncan can join in too, if he wants.

My bad, Ahava and Duncan come as a set. Would you like to start or shall I?

Could you, if you don't mind? It's been a stressful day.

And I promptly got overwhelmed and forgot about this. My bad. Here goes!

"This isn't right," Ahava said grumpily, and stabbed the straw into her juicebox. "This is the wrong playground."

Duncan shrugged and sipped on his. "It's a better playground than ours," he said, phlegmatically. Four years of association with Ahava had taught him to take things in stride. "Anyway, our moms aren't going to be mad at us. It's not our fault."

"I don't care about that," Ahava said, because of course she didn't, she never did. "It's the wrong playground and I refuse to like it." She crossed her arms defiantly, and then quickly uncrossed them to keep from spilling her juicebox.

(No problem! It's been a week for me, too.)

Oh, more people to play with! There was a boy and a girl--Celia didn't normally play with boys, but if he was with the girl, that was probably okay. They had the good kind of juice boxes, too, where the juice was yummy and didn't taste like fruit that was about to go bad.

"Hi!" she called, waving.

Ahava turned around, and waved at the girl who was shouting at them, perking up immediately. "Okay," she said, "now it's a good playground," and Duncan rolled his eyes.

"What, am I not good enough for you?"

"Shut up," Ahava said, genially, and beamed at the other girl. "Hi! I'm Ahava. Wanna juice box?"

"I'm Celia," she replied, "and oooh, yes, I would. Please," she said, remembering what Dad had taught her.

"Do you like bubbles? There's some in that box over there, and they're really good. Watch." She dipped her wand in the plastic bottle and blew, surrounding everyone in bubbles so big she almost expected Glinda the Good Witch to come out of one.

The bubbles were so awesome Duncan even put down his juicebox to watch.

"Wow," Ahava said. "Wow, those are amazing! You are so good at those, can you teach me?"

Duncan rolled his eyes at her, this time fondly, and asked, "What flavor juice box do you want, Celia?"

"Sure!" Celia waived at the plastic box. "There's a lot of bubble bottles over there, so if you get one, I'll show you."

She considered the boy's question for a second, but not too long. "I'll have grape," she said. "By the way, what's your name?"

Aww this challenge sounds so cute. I'm up for it. ^^

Edit: Read it wrong >< For the characters I have: Adam and Kia (8), necromancer Albert (8), Seth (7), Claire (6), and Chris (9) You can use any of them I don't mind. ^^

I'm hoping to post more here. Hope this challenge helps.

Edited 2013-03-22 03:49 (UTC)

I have Summer at nine, Ahava at eight, Benjy at nine and Glory at seven. Fire away!

(Ps: Glory is Miranda's daughter and Benjy is the son of Charlotte's boyfriend.)

Eta: It occurred to me that at this age, whither goest Ahava, thither also goest Duncan. So he's here too, at eight.

Edited 2013-03-21 23:38 (UTC)

I have!

Pip, 4
Duclos, 8ish
Zephyr, 7
Roa, 8ish
Seb, 10 (comes with a surprise)
Henri, 8ish

Pick your poisons~.

Oooooh. Duclos, I choose you!

Who wouldst thou like to play with?

The Young Miss Duclos ~~humbly~~ requests an audience with Mlle. Glory.

Would you like to start, or should I?

(I've been informed Alexandra has one of her dolls with her.)

Senorita Glory shall begin.

This was the best playground ever. Much better than the ones Uncle Jack took her to. Glory bounced on her toes and scanned the area happily. There were squirt guns! And people her own age, who probably wouldn't destroy her or be destroyed by her the way her cousins did. It was so hard being in the middle sometimes.

Best playground ever.

If she was going to be in a strange place- especially a deliciously grassy and sunny and /fun/ place -Alexandra was going to enjoy herself. What was the point in pulling sour? That would only give her a reputation as unpleasant.

Besides, if it turned out she was stuck here forever with this other children, she should take very chance to be nice to as many as possible. That way, when they decided who would be in charge, more of them would vote for her.

Alexandra smiled, wishing only that there could be more of her. And perhaps eternally working bathrooms for this end of the world with the ten and under set.

But, if she was going to pick one, she was going to pick a happy one, damnit.

Say. Oh! That one right there. "You there," she said. Cheerful, but in no way lacking authority about the tone. "You're planning something. I learned. I can tell. Need help?"

Edited 2013-03-22 18:34 (UTC)

"I'm going to shoot people," Glory said, happily. "There are squirt guns over there, look, and I never get to do it. My older cousin's too old so he always beats me and my younger cousin's too young and she just cries and mi papa always lets me win and that's no good." She stuck out her hand. "I'm Glory, by the way. Well, Gloria Hennessy Edleson really but everybody calls me Glory."

Alexandra did not know of that surname. It sounded distinguished. Very edge of the city where all of the houses had conservatory rooms. And besides, if she was wrong, it didn't matter /too/ much where useful people came from, as long as they were, in fact, useful.

And enjoyed shooting others. That was always a nice touch.

So, it was only a brief moment of hesitation before Alexandra took that hand in both of her own, giving it a good bob. "It's very nice to meet you, Glory. I am Alexandra Duclos. And did you say squirt guns?"

She grinned, just a flicker of her teeth showing.

"Alexandra," Glory said thoughtfully, rolling it around her tongue. "Where I'm from we say it Alejandra. It's a pretty name either way, I like it. The squirt guns are in that chest over there." She pointed, and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

"How lovely," replied Alexandra. Any well-born child raised to be worth her salt should know- both the situation and that particular way of saying her name would be that.

True, there was a time when she would have gone on, made it clear. Well, ou can call me that then. It's pretty! But, names had to be guarded.

Besides, the other matters were really quite lovely indeed, or so she discovered upon approaching the chest, Glory at her side.

"And we have enough for an army!"

The good pump action kind with detachable reservoirs no less.

(OOC: This week ate my braaaaaaaaains. Please pardon the lateness of my reply. I am no longer a rabbit, I promise.)

I have Taz at six, Isshiri at eight, Andrell at nine, and Mel at six. :D

As I mentioned, I am willing to entertain pulling any member of the cast (except Tian because complicated).

Some suggestions...
Pip, 9 (circa the end of "The Bird That Flits From Branch To Branch")
Pip, 4 (just post "When The Dogs Do Find Her")
Zephyr/Nicholas, 7
Siebenkas/Claude 10 (comes with a surprise or two)
Duclos, 7
Aetheon/Henri, 8ish
Roa, 6-8

And I'm not the least possessive of any of my cast, so feel free to help yourself! Just give me a heads up.

After her morning lecture, Alexandra at least started her review writeup. She didn't exactly find simple machines and their applications stimulating material, though. Why had the tutor brought such a lacy, complicated pulley settup if he had no intention of letting her play with it? Wouldn't that be more educational than watching him do it?

She imagined she would have very little occasion to use a pulley. Which only made it worse in a way. When was she ever going to meet one she could touch ever again?

If she laid those facts out in her review paper, would that get her one /faster/? Or, should she be nice about the paper, then try Aetheon when he talked to her about it?

He would bring her children off the street to play with if she asked nicely and Tian came along to watch them and of course, the parents of those children didn't object to Tian. Alexandra tended to think of her as a tree. She provided shade and climbing surfaces and something at least similar to the peaceful calm of trees.

Although it made Alexandra go thump inside instead of whoosh.

Finally, why did Alexandra need pulleys /if she had Tian/?

Distracted to the point of pouting at herself, she turned off her screen, went to her doll cabinet and resolved to redress the blue-eyed beauty with the pale lips and amber mohair wig. She'd been waiting her dark violet evening sheath for a very long time, and that was not appropriate for spring. Not at all. Mother would have chided her for leaving her doll so poorly clothed verses the season.

The thought gave her some pause as she leafed through the hanger bags of chiffon and silk, deep in the leather trunk where she kept her doll garments.

Alright. Mother was gone. She would just have to remember what Mother taught her and use it so it wouldn't fade away.

Perhaps she could do an extra writeup about Mother? She knew Aetheon would smile about that. Why, he would, she couldn't quite say. But he would.

Alexandra dressed her doll in a long, swooping sky blue gown that reminded her of wings. There was a set of silver and moonstone jewelry that had come with this set, but she chose to use the scrimshaw paure instead and filled the mohair wig with the dip-dyed silk violets Mother had so liked to play with. And finally, a set of hand-cast blue goldestone shoes.

Content with what she had done and all of the unused toys put away, Alexandra resolved to show off her creation. To someone, at least. Tian? Tian would be in the manor if she was home.

But, when Alexandra tried to walk the halls there, tried to find her.

Instead she found herself in a playground.

And if that didn't top the fish people from last time! True, she felt a little exposed, realizing she would have no Tian for shelter, or for climbing. But there were tree-trees here.

Alexandra held her doll to her hip and scurried up to the fork in the trunk of the very largest one.

(OOC: Alexandra is wearing a light dress with an embroidered bodice, white tights with little hearts on them and beige flats with crystal clip on toe decorations clearly meant for an adult attending a party.)

Edited 2013-03-22 18:32 (UTC)

Kareha had been playing in the Old Ship. She was sure of it. More than that, she hadn't gone to any unfamiliar place inside of it. The Old Ship only went so far and it had been scoured by generations of children before hers. It had ends, boundaries, stops. It was a known thing.

But now, she found herself in an field she did not know, surrounded by strange plants and stranger children- some of them much lighter than Kareha, but others much darker. One she swore to be a faint shade of green. A curious hut with a bridge stood in the center took over much of the field. And everyone, just everyone was shouting that happy way like when the waves were just right to play in or someone caught a bird.

Kareha could hear birds.

Also strange.

It was all so very, very /strange/.

It made her smile so hard.

She flung herself into the nearest patch of bubbly, white flowers and resolved to find out what sort of bugs lived there.

(OOC: Roa is wearing a knee-length wrap skirt, several sting ray leather thong necklaces with antique metal and bone beads on them and no top.)

This wasn't her school's playground, Celia thought. There were no monkey bars to be found, for one thing, and where were the swings?

But there was a big castle, so much nicer than even the new structure they had at school. She stopped at the big plastic box, taking out a bottle of bubbles, and walked around in search of a nice fluffy spot to blow them.

(OOC: Celia is wearing a pink ruffly tunic, leggings, and glittery flats. She's got a beaded bracelet on one wrist, and is wearing an Alice-style headband.)

The fluffiest spot of all already being somewhat occupied by Kareha, who was up until the time Celia arrived nose-down in the biggest clover she could find. Why, they weren't exactly flowers, were they? But heads of more flowers, these teeny-tiny almost orchid petals. Just growing right there in the grass. Thousands of them.

But then. One of Celia's bubbles happened to light on the specimen she had crossed her eyes about examining. It rested there an instant, opalescent oil slick skating all around with it's own shimmer. Until one little spot went dim and Kareha wrinkled up her nose where the castoff had fallen.

So, someone must be doing wash then? Otherwise, where would the bubbles have come from? So big and juicy and…

When she saw Celia with the bubble soap?

She /gaped/. Why would… why would anyone do that with /soap/?

Absolutely delightful as /it/ happened to be, but still.

Oooh, these were terrific bubbles. They didn't pop as easy as the ones in daycare did, and there were at least two big ones for every dip of her wand.

Celia could stay here forever, looking at all these rainbow bubbles floating in the sunshine.

She saw something move out of the corner of her eye, and when she turned to look, there was another girl, about her age, wearing a bunch of necklaces with teeth on them and nothing else. Is she cold? Celia thought. But no, she seemed fine, if somewhat surprised at the bubbles Celia was blowing.

So Celia dipped her wand in the bottle again and blew them toward the girl, grinning.

Kareha watched the bubbles as they sailed over, that more in the manner she took in curious birds. How some of them floated just over her head before they began to drift down, while others came to land about the puffs of flowers where they would rest for some time before they went out.

And the other girl over there, she smiled so warm. And he made more! She made the whole soft patch of flowers glisten with those delicious bubbles.

Kareha inched closer, watching one small, prismatic specimen flit past her shoulder. Another that close, and she reached out to catch it.

The bubble popped on her fingers. But, she was not deterred. Bubbles liked wet things better. So, she licked the back of her hand and held that out to catch the next one.

It sank down between her knuckles, shifting and wheeling on the surface for a long time before it winked away.

Once it was gone, she returned that smile across the soft leaves.

(OOC: and, now that I'm not longer brain-eaten... I think.)

Oh, wow.

Wow.

Celia had never seen a bubble stay that long before. Was it magic?

She scooted over to the girl, bubble solution in hand.

"You have got to show me how you do that."

This happened sometimes after he had one of his headaches. The next day? Nicholas still couldn't eat, even if he got hungry. And there was still something twingy in his temple. Like if he turned too hard, everything went blurry for an instant.

It was like being half asleep. Except he wasn't. And the Mom yelled at him for not finishing his breakfast.

Really, he /had/ taken care of the goats, but running the pump and then walking back to them- usually, he enjoyed their milk-hay-dirt smell. Today, watching the water pour, standing there thinking about it.

He didn't want to smell anything. And he didn't want to do any weeding. The herb beds were sunny and hot this time of day. They had so many scents and...

In the afternoon came lessons.

Nicholas just wanted to sleep. At least lie down. Just for five minutes. Just...

He'd go hide in the orchard. He really shouldn't. /That/ was a spanking and a lecture. But, by the time he'd thought of it?

He had already begun to wander that way and he couldn't seem to stop himself from falling into the shade.

Except when he landed, he found himself in a patch of sun-warm sand instead of any cozy tree roots.

Nicholas sat up with a start, hands dragging over his clothes.

(OOC: Nicholas is wearing a sleeveless tunic with an indigo sash and short trousers, all in scratchy homespun. He quite possibly smells of goat. This is a long time before he had any wires done, so touching him doesn't necessarily equal him being able to read the other person's conscious thoughts. Feel free to stipulate a how well he will be able to read any other children you may bring over to play.)

Hm, I haven't posted any of my characters as ten or younger yet, but these are the ones I would be willing to RP right now:

Marya, 8 (Kostya's little sister)
Alona, 9 (from a universe I haven't posted yet - she's in the icon)

I'm also willing to throw in a ten year Kostya since he appears at that age in one part of the saturation I'm working on.

I have a non-RP question!

Can we do both a Saturation and a list version of Bubblegum Pink? If so, how many prompts is the Saturation worth?

(... Not that I'm plotting or anything, nosiree...)

HELL YES YOU MAY DO THAT.

It equals more fic so of course it is OK ^^.

Yessssss, four days including today, I can so do a Saturation. And I even have things in mind already! So I know what I'm doing during breaks from the third round of editing...

Just a question... I know the challenge has been closed already, but can I still write the Bubblegum Pink prompts and update them now? ^^

Damnit, just combing through and missed this.

Since Bubblegum Pink is a special, any fics will need to be posted for Amnesty Week for promt credit, but that doesn't mean you can't write them otherwise and have a good time :D.

I'm afraid I won't be able to post the entire Color during Amnesty Week, so no prompt credit for me, probably. But I'll definately write them and post them some day. :-)

Actually, talked it over with the other mods.

As long as the last fic runs during amnesty, we should be good!

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Impromptu Spring Challenge

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Kareha/Roa Open thread starts here :D.

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