Jack is absolutely not running naked, thank you very much, but he does accept the robes to run in. But otherwise, the ritual is kind of sweet, and he's happy to take a race through the woods.
Maybe halfway through, he shifts into a stag to get a different experience through it, because why not? It's magic, and there's animals running with them. A few of them land on his antlers as he runs, and he bounds along beside glowing lights and fellow outsiders to this world.
The small fountain gets a wary look when he arrives and changes back to something with actual hands again... and he doesn't touch it. He won't risk sharing his only precious memories with others. Maybe someone should try to convince him?
II. Moonlight Dance (and Beyond)
Dancing with fairies. Jack doesn't have any real mythos in his world to make this seem like a bad idea, and he does like dancing, and he's actually pretty used to being tiny-- thanks squirrel form!-- so when they shrink him down, he's comfortable enough. He'll grab anyone who seems reluctant to join in by the hand, with a cheerful smirk.
"Come on, it won't hurt anything," he promises. (He might be wrong.)
Of course, then the dancing is over, and he starts to leave, and he... doesn't get any bigger. He's stuck a tiny, tiny person. The end of the night sees him kicking at blades of grass in tired frustration, and negotiating with a nearby squirrel or sparrow for a lift back to the hotel. Anybody wanna offer a hand or shoulder, instead?
III. Hiding from the Storm
There's two flavors of this: tiny!Jack sitting on a table or the back of an armchair, having climbed up there laboriously or gotten a lift from some generous person's hand, looking grumpy because he's too small to actually any games or help make lunch or anything but just talk to people, and even then he has to shout to be heard. Being tiny sucks.
Or regular!Jack who is much more relaxed, after convincing somebody with healing magic to change him back, getting a hand in everything and generally being in a much better, if sometimes somber, mood. "Hey, what are you playing?" he asks anyone else stuck in a basement with him, looking over their shoulder at their cards or board games or knitting or whatever they're doing.
IV. Black Knight
Well, this is more his speed. Jack, back to full size, readily heads out to go bean a knight over the head with his sword. Or with antlers. He won't tackle the knight alone, but anyone else loitering around nursing wounds or looking for a group can get him sidling up to them. "Need some animal-shaped back-up? I'm not great with a sword yet, but I'm pretty good at bashing things with hooves or antlers. Maybe we could work togetheR?"
Jack Benjamin | Kings | OTA
Jack is absolutely not running naked, thank you very much, but he does accept the robes to run in. But otherwise, the ritual is kind of sweet, and he's happy to take a race through the woods.
Maybe halfway through, he shifts into a stag to get a different experience through it, because why not? It's magic, and there's animals running with them. A few of them land on his antlers as he runs, and he bounds along beside glowing lights and fellow outsiders to this world.
The small fountain gets a wary look when he arrives and changes back to something with actual hands again... and he doesn't touch it. He won't risk sharing his only precious memories with others. Maybe someone should try to convince him?
II. Moonlight Dance (and Beyond)
Dancing with fairies. Jack doesn't have any real mythos in his world to make this seem like a bad idea, and he does like dancing, and he's actually pretty used to being tiny-- thanks squirrel form!-- so when they shrink him down, he's comfortable enough. He'll grab anyone who seems reluctant to join in by the hand, with a cheerful smirk.
"Come on, it won't hurt anything," he promises. (He might be wrong.)
Of course, then the dancing is over, and he starts to leave, and he... doesn't get any bigger. He's stuck a tiny, tiny person. The end of the night sees him kicking at blades of grass in tired frustration, and negotiating with a nearby squirrel or sparrow for a lift back to the hotel. Anybody wanna offer a hand or shoulder, instead?
III. Hiding from the Storm
There's two flavors of this: tiny!Jack sitting on a table or the back of an armchair, having climbed up there laboriously or gotten a lift from some generous person's hand, looking grumpy because he's too small to actually any games or help make lunch or anything but just talk to people, and even then he has to shout to be heard. Being tiny sucks.
Or regular!Jack who is much more relaxed, after convincing somebody with healing magic to change him back, getting a hand in everything and generally being in a much better, if sometimes somber, mood. "Hey, what are you playing?" he asks anyone else stuck in a basement with him, looking over their shoulder at their cards or board games or knitting or whatever they're doing.
IV. Black Knight
Well, this is more his speed. Jack, back to full size, readily heads out to go bean a knight over the head with his sword. Or with antlers. He won't tackle the knight alone, but anyone else loitering around nursing wounds or looking for a group can get him sidling up to them. "Need some animal-shaped back-up? I'm not great with a sword yet, but I'm pretty good at bashing things with hooves or antlers. Maybe we could work togetheR?"