Kiddie RPG

OoC: Shimsil and I were talking about something a while back, and he thought we should have a battle with kid forms of our characters. It's more of a comedy thing, I suppose, like when you see two kids fighting. You're sure they can't badly hurt each other, so you just sit back and watch it happen.

Ok. You use characters with downgrades of their original weapons, like wooden swords instead of steel swords, light powered spells, and less refined skills. It's different, so let's check this out. Put in a profile that explains the weapon, spell, armor,skill and such. Appearance, personality, and background are not required.

Name: Kid Boomer
Weapon: Wooden Hammer
Armor: Tough back hide
Skill: Rolling
Magic: Flame Fist
Strengths: He's strong, and has tough back hide
Weakness: Virtually no front armor, and can't run very well.

BiC: Boomer was bored, as most kids get, and rolled down Death Mountain in search of something interesting. He eventually went to Gerudo Valley, which was forbidden. Kids tend to do this stuff too. He snuck in, posing as a rock when he sa anyone, and looked around at the archery and riding games. Wandeing around some more, he found himself at the edge of the desert. The temperature was more to his liking, but he couldn't see a thing.

After leaving the desert, he was caught and thrown out. He roamed around the field until nightfall, where he was attacked by Skullkids. He swung his hammer mightily, and crushed all in his way, but when the sun rose again, he saw a new figure in the distance.

OoC: Here is my character:

BiC:
Name: Kid Illdian (aka 'Illy')

Weapon: Bokken (practice katana) and a slingshot.

Armor: Big, bucket-like helmet and leather gardening gloves.

Skill: Fighting, jumping.

Magic: Beast Smell and Ember Flick.

Strengths: He is fast, both in body and mind---often leading others to label him 'hyper'

Weakness: Average strength, short-statured.

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After spending his summer in the mountains, Illy came home rejuvenated and a great deal more wily. His uncle had made him a slingshot, which he used to shoot everything from birds to fruits in the trees. He arrived with a smile and swagger, eager to show off himself as a crackshot.

His village however, had changed. The adults were about as usual, working, cooking and talking. The thing that shocked him was that no other children were in sight. He was truly weirded out; he knew these kids, nearly every house on his street had one or two. What could have happened to them?

Illy crossed the street and went to the window of his friend's room where they often met. He hopped onto a crate and knocked on the shutter, which was oddly shut.

"Sanoe! Hey Sanoe! Where are you?" he hollered. The shutter swung open, almost knocking him clear. A dark-haired girl with slightly slanted eyes popped up. Her round face was overcome by a flood of relief, quickly hardening into worry.

"Illy! Im glad you're back but you really should get out of the street." she said, glancing to both sides.

"Why? And where is everyone?" he asked also looking around.

"Its just not safe. Ever since they came....." she said, fighting back the urge to gulp in front of him. "....it makes no sense to be outside."

"What? Why? Who are they? Tell me Sanoe!" he blurted almost too harshly. She made a slight choking noise, making him think she was going to start crying. He was wrong. A heavy, rough hand closed on his shoulder, followed by an even rougher but somehow childish voice.

"Come ere' little elfy-boy, ma buddies have a bet on what colour yur bruises would be. Sam says they'll be black but Grub says they'll be all red. Ah don't care either way....."