Unfortunately, Two Big, Muscular Orderlies stand in her way.
Gwen looks at them with confusion on her wrinkled face.
"Ms Stacy." Trix speaks from behind. "Going somewhere?"
"You are home, silly!" Trix holds up a stack of paperwork. "Your daughter signed the paperwork already!"
"I said, your daughter..."
"I heard you the first time!" Gwen scowls. "And that doesn't mean squat to me! I'm of sound mind and body, I can decide whether or not I live in some old folks home or not!"
Trix shakes head.
"Under a new bill recently passed by the senate, the children of superhuman seniors can sign the papers to admit their parents into facilities designed for their special needs." Trix grins. "I'm afraid it was always your daughter's choice, Ms Stacy. But don't worry, you'll have a fantastic time here!"
The two orderlies grab Gwen and set her into a wheelchair, rolling her off to the cafeteria for breakfast.
"Why you no good lying brat!" Gwen gets red in the face."I-I have half a mind to-to..."
Trix shushes Gwen, the wheelchair stopped, showing off a shiny, silver coated inhibitor collar.
"Naughty residents get the collar, Ms Stacy." Trix wags a purple finger. "You don't want to be naughty, do you?"
Gwen's eyes lit up in shock. What kind of monster is this Trix?!
She sighs, submitting to the reality that she's stuck in a nursing home for superhumans for the time being!
"Good news, they have poached eggs at the cafeteria!" Trix claps with the collar still in hand. "They're super!"
-A month goes by, Gwen finally gets a call from Multiverse Support -Gwen is invited to make a puzzle with an old friend -Gwen takes up gardening
After her poached egg and turkey bacon breakfast, her first meal as a resident at The Retired Cape, Gwen shuffles into the rec room, bored, trying to occupy her time with something. Anything!
"When will that gosh darn multiversal support call me?!" Gwen mumbles to herself.
She notices a senior by a table. Long locks of white hair in a bun, black chained glasses on her triangular face, slender and frail, dressed in a black robe over a white top with the image of an adorable calico kitten, with blue slacks and fluffy, pink slippers, happily doing a puzzle.
"Felicia?" Gwen rasps. "Felicia Hardy?"
Black Cat has had grandma hair for decades and her body finally caught up with wrinkles, age spots, and brittle, shaky bones!
"Gwen?" Felicia looks up, hand quivering with an end piece. "It's been years! Have a seat, I just started a puzzle!"
Gwen sits to Felicia's right, grunting loudly in the process, looking at the box to see what they're making.
Howard The Duck in Tahiti. A Duckman sitting on the beach with a cigar in hand, looking at a group of young women play volleyball.
"... Looks Fun." Gwen lies.
"So, were you the... uh... the outburst this morning?" Felicia ask with tilted glasses. Her eyes cataract and glassy.
"Gwen, this is a very nice home. Besides, think of it like normal seniors losing their licenses!"
"... I don't follow."
"Im just saying, for normal old biddies, a car can be dangerous. But let's face it, us old heroes, we're ten, twenty, fifty times more dangerous!"
"I don't think I'm a problem." Gwen huffs.
"Gwen, it's not like this is prison."
"It feel like it." Gwen pouts.
"We have excursions to Atlantic City once every other month. We go out shopping once a week. This isn't a cage, it's a safety net."
Gwen rolls her eyes, placing an edge piece.
"Think what you want. I feel trapped."
Felicia once again cackles.
"Well, you've got plenty of old folks to be trapped with! There's bingo this afternoon, if you're interested, and the gals and I are going to the mall tomorrow."
"It sucks being old, Felicia."
"I know, dear, I know. But at least we have things to keep us busy and content!"
Gwen laughs, placing the piece of the puzzle that was a young woman's tight, firm behind. God, it made her jealous! She'd never wear a bikini at this age!
"If you say so!"
-Gwen plays bingo -Gwen goes shopping with Felicia and her gal pals -Gwen finally gets a call from Multiversal Support
A heavy weight was finally lifted off Gwen's shaky shoulders. She felt relieved. Multiversal Support finally called back!
"Hello, this is Dorothy Toto with Multiversal Support, calling back with an update on your situation."
"Finally!" Gwen is overjoyed, sitting in her railed bed, tired from 3 hours of gardening. Her knees achy, her hands stiff. She was literally minutes away from medication assisted slumber!
"Do you know what happened?!" Gwen asks with great curiosity.
"Yes, Ma'am." Dorothy explains. "You're in a Mind Den."
"... A what?"
"There's this race of multi-dimensional beings that feed off the brainwaves of lesser evolved creatures. They want you to think a certain way, act a certain way, be a certain way, it's how they survive."
"I'm sorry, so aliens made me old to eat me?!"
"It's your brainwaves they want."
"That's still eating me!" Gwen reasons.
"In a way, ma'am."
"Stop calling me ma'am, gosh darn it, I'm suppose to be 16!" Gwen breaths heavily. "Can you get me out of this mess?!"
-"Of course... as long as you haven't be contained in their trap." The Nursing Home. -"I'm afraid we're still looking for a solution." -"I'm afraid you're stuck."
Gwen Stacy sits on a marbled bench, wearing a long, light blue skirt, her frail, wrinkled body wrapped in a warm, fluffy, pink sweater atop a white collared shirt, with cat-eye, black framed glasses staring out the beautiful garden she's helped keep.
"It looks nice." Gwen's Roommate, Cindy Moon, shuffles over with a cane in hand. She slowly sits beside Gwen, grunting loudly in the process, her knees shaky, Gwen's age spotted hands aiding her friend as best they could.
This took a good minute. When Cindy was finally sitting still, both the women were exhausted. Neither take She-Hulk's Spin Class, both consider it... However, the idea of such strenuous exercise terrifies them both!
"Those Ferengi Rainbow Flowers are beautiful." Gwen admires the glistening flora beading light at a visible distance.
"Mhmm." Cindy agrees. Her neck stiff, she would nod otherwise.
They're both quiet, admiring the tranquility of it all.
The Retired Cape most definitely had nice qualities to it.
"So, how've you adjusted to everything?" Cindy asks out of the blue.
"It was tough at first." Gwen admits. "But I've gotten use to life at the home. It is pretty relaxing."
"It's hard for all of us at first." Cindy admits. "You want to fight this. I know I did. I didn't want to be an old lady..."
Gwen and Cindy watch a white butterfly flutter with the breeze, landing on a Ferengi Rainbow Tulip. The colorful petal spiraling in a counterclockwise motion, trapping the insect. Slowly, it dissolves into nutrients.
A quick death, a loss of essence, all in all, it didn't appear to suffer. It looked... peaceful.
"But it's not so bad here." Cindy finishes.
"I can't disagree. It's getting harder and harder to remember my life as a 16 year old girl."
"We've all been there. Trust me, you'll be happy when you fully forget."
It's not like Gwen's current life was so bad. She lived a long, full life, had a great career, raised a beautiful daughter, has 3 wonderful grandkids. All of it she remembers as if she herself made every action and experienced every moment.
In a weird way, it's like she hasn't been deprived of nearly 7 decades worth of life.
Cindy and Gwen notice a new resident being shown around the nursing home by Trix. Carol Danvers. Wrinkled, old, and grumpy!
"A tube of denture cream says she gets the inhibitor collar within 24 hours!"
Picture The Caterpillar from Alice in Wonderland. Big, Blue, with a Human face and larval body. Sporting a pair of John Lennon Glasses. Always with a strong musk of tobacco.
"Salutations." He speaks with a voice much like the late Alan Rickman. "My name is Absolem Hook."
With a name that's clearly trying, no one can deny that, but, arguably, very poor in execution. Objectively, it's a combination of trying too hard and not trying at all, really!
"Thank you for calling Multiversal Support, how may I be of assistance?"
'Hi, my name was Natasha Romanoff..."
"Black Widow?" Absolem asks.
"Yes, Black Widow. Or, at least, I was Black Widow. Yesterday. Now I'm a 50 year old housewife from Queens!"
"Is that a solid 50 or did you just round because you don't want to admit you're older than 50?"
The Phone is silent for a good minute. She answered Absolem's question without saying a word.
"That's besides the point! I'm married to the Hulk! We have 5 kids and I drive a minivan! Help me!"
"Um... uh... s-sorry... is-is this Multiverse Support?" A Feeble Voice with a Welsh Accent crones over the phone.
"Yes." Absolem confirms what he already stated with a cold, indifferent monotone. "How may I be of assistance?"
"Sorry, my memory isn't the best right now... a lot of things aren't the best right now!"
"These things happen."
"Often." Absolem argues. "It's rare things are ever at a constant."
"Alright. So, my name's Megan Gwynn. I was a 17 year old mutant living on the island nation of Utopia."
"One of those worlds. Fun." Absolem says sarcastically.
"Did anything strange happen the night before?"
"... I'm a half mutant half fairy nicknamed Pixie from Wales living on an island off the coast of San Francisco. I don't have normal days!"
"That is a good point. Anything different than usual?"
"... I'm not sure." Pixie sighs. "Everything's unusual now! I look like my nan! Sound like her too!"
"Hi, my name is Emma Frost, how are you?"
"Wonderful. I'm 47 years old and married to a Phoenix Host!"
"... Jean Grey?"
"We have 12 kids, she's pregnant at 45, and I really, really, really can't stand how much I love her big butt and swollen belly and breasts. Please, help me. I wasn't gay last night! I am now and it's terrifying!"
"There's nothing wrong with being gay."
"I know that! I've been in a long term relationship with the most beautiful redhead I've ever met for 25 years! My problem is that wasn't the case till this morning! Please help me, I'm going to be a grandma is 4 months!"
"... I'll see what I can do."
"Hi, my names Kamala Khan and I'm suppose to be 16!"
"And how old are you ma'am?"
"72 and Principal at Avengers Academy!"
"Thats a nice status."
"Do you have an idea how awful my powers are at 72?"
"You have elasticity, right?"
"Yeah, and now everything's a drooping mess! Everything! Just using the toilet is a nightmare!"
"... Wow, that is an interestingly unfortunate predicament I never thought about." Absolem points out.
"Can you help me?!"
"I'll try. Did anything strange happen last night?"
"Not that I can think of... besides karaoke night with Gwenpool. We went to this antique shop after and...
"Do you think..."
"Yes. Probably. I'll get back to you, but I think you gave me a good possibility what happened." Absolem sighs.
This must've been how Roy Trenneman from The IT Crowd felt all the bloody time!
"Hi, my name's Rachel Summers... or it should be." A teenager speaks over the phone with great concern in her voice.
"Well, what is it now?"Absolem asks.
"Yeah. I woke up this morning to Jean Grey and Emma Frost as my moms!"
"Could be worse." Absolem reasons.
"Could be... Jean's a soccer mom in her late 30s, and she's pregnant! And Emma... well, she actually looks pretty cool. You know that goth from NCIS?"
"Picture that in her early 40s."
"I don't like this though. It's weird! It's weird having parents, going to high school like a normal teenager... even if it is for mutants... it's just weird! I have six little sisters now and Jean's about to drive us to school in a minivan and I swear to god if she plays Radio Disney in the car I'm gonna freak out!"
"... I'll see what I can do."
"Thank you!" Rachel sighs.
"Your other mom, does she have piercings?"
"All over her face. And she has visible tattoos."
"Hi, my names Harley Quinn... and I woke up in a weird world with mutants and stuff."
"And that wasn't a thing before?"
"... No, not like this." Harley reasons. "Also, I'm 52 and the mother a powerful telepath that's just so adorable and I love mothering her!"
"It is! And my best friend is my wife with like the nicest butt I've ever seen! It's so big and jiggly! I love it! Except... I should probably try to get home to my reality, right?"
"You might be stuck there."
"... Really?" Harley asks with joy in her voice.
"Ill see what I can do..."
"Yeah, Yeah, take your time! I just might take the Mrs and the kid to a beach vacation in Miami!" Harley chuckles. "I love being middle aged! My boobs are huge and I can eat whatever I want!"
Absolem appreciates people who can take the best out of a bad situation. He'll see what he can do, but he'll let Ms Quinn have her fun!
"Hi, my name's Gamora and I woke up this morning 97 years old and living on Earth of all places!"
"And you weren't before?"
"No, I'd remember being 97 years old and living in a planned senior community in Florida! I didn't even know what Florida was till now!"
"That's not the point! I'm old! And fat. I never thought my butt could get so big! And don't get me started on my arms!"
"I'll see what I can do."
"Hurry! There's a Speed Dating Event tonight and I can't help but want to go!"
"Cool?! Okay, yeah, it is kinda cool, I guess. And Emma is definitely less bitchy now... but..."
"Rachel Marie Grey-Frost get your butt in the van this instant!" A Motherly Voice instructs Rachel.
"... I'll call you when I figure out what happened." Absolem promises. "Thank you for using Multiversal Support."
The phone hangs up, Rachel tiptoes outside, her mom, dressed in a green sweater, hair in an updo, sitting in the driver's seat of a big, black minivan. Her siblings, 2, 4, 6, 8, a twin pair of 9, sitting in the back.
... Rachel gets the passenger seat.
She sits midway through a Moana song, amazed at how big and wide Jean's hips have become. Almost as massive as her pregnant belly.
"Did you finish your homework?" Jean asks while backing out of her big, dirt path of a driveway. There massive house was on a hill. It surprises Rachel when she sees it's stepford charms.
"You're 16, cupcake, I want to believe you, but I have half a mind to check!" Jean wags a finger. "I know you and that gosh darn switch you just love playing with! School comes before Games, sweetie!"
"I know, mom." Rachel sighs.
"Just because I'm Headmistress at your School and just because your Mom's your English teacher and just because you're the smartest girl in your class..." Jean smiles with pride. It's true, but it's definitely something a mom would say. "Doesn't mean you can forget to do your homework!"
"I know mom." Rachel rolls her eyes.
She can here her siblings in the back, snickering at their big sis being lectured.
"That reminds me, your mother wants to take me out on Friday. Can you watch the tykes?" Jean asks while making a left at an intersection. Her blinker still blinking in the processs.
-"Sure, Mom." Rachel complies, making her Mom happy. -"My friends and I planned on watching a movie." Irritating her mother. It's not like she asks Rachel to watch her sisters all the time! -"Sure, but uh... I was wondering... did you do all this?"
JackpotMans: Bracket has been updated!
Feb 2, 2021 0:55:05 GMT -6
MeanMark: Would anyone be interested in contributing to a "FaceApp Creations" thread? Basically a place to share your face-agings of either celebs or people you know.
Feb 3, 2021 12:49:27 GMT -6
JackpotMans: If you are a part of round 2 of the AP Tournament, please check your messages! I would prefer to talk over discord if you use it, but I don't mind conversing here.
Feb 4, 2021 11:53:39 GMT -6
unknown: Is there some Italian?
Feb 11, 2021 14:55:40 GMT -6
unknown: discord.gg/3EvqCxvfsn I created this server in Italian about all kind of transformation in Italian language. But there isn't anyone in old age progression.
Feb 11, 2021 15:01:41 GMT -6
JackpotMans: AP Tournament has been updated! Check out the updates!
Feb 19, 2021 18:01:22 GMT -6
MeanMark: Just started an intractables thread -- join the FaceApp fun!
Feb 23, 2021 10:38:17 GMT -6
JackpotMans: Voting for round 2 will close tomorrow!
Feb 23, 2021 11:37:55 GMT -6
MeanMark: Two-fer Tuesday in the FaceApp thread!
Mar 9, 2021 15:13:46 GMT -6
MeanMark: If you're a fan of age swapping, today's post is for you (kinda)
Mar 18, 2021 13:33:13 GMT -6
kappa: More like age transfer? I get what you mean though. ❤️ It!
Mar 18, 2021 14:31:45 GMT -6
MeanMark: Has anyone else been using the Tapatalk app to access the boards on their phone? This site is suddenly gone from that app.
Mar 19, 2021 7:32:01 GMT -6
MeanMark: The forums are back on the Tapatalk app — weird!
Mar 21, 2021 11:36:43 GMT -6
JackpotMans: The final match for the AP tournament is up! Voting goes live tomorrow!
Apr 1, 2021 20:55:19 GMT -6
kappa: As a TG Fan, I've come across a lot of Great Shift stories, comics, and captions. Feel like this would be a fun AP theme. Have seen AP TG Great Shift Captions though, which definitely supports my thoughts on this cause those are awesome.
Apr 19, 2021 10:05:11 GMT -6
kappa: Y'all might enjoy Jupiter's Legacy. It also might bum ya out how youthful a woman 100+ looks. 🤣
May 7, 2021 13:55:29 GMT -6
kappa: R.I.P Paul Mooney ❤️
May 19, 2021 21:41:16 GMT -6
kappa: Episode 2 of Modok had an interesting AP scene in the end ❤️
May 26, 2021 10:09:28 GMT -6
kappa: Just watched the trailer to the new Space Jam movie. Candi Milo plays granny and her bits are awesome. "I'm gonna go old school on his butt!" Followed by break dancing with a walker. Also, SHE DRINKS A MARTINI.
Jun 8, 2021 9:52:26 GMT -6
kappa: i feel like they genuinely made this film for an older audience 🤣
Jun 8, 2021 9:52:42 GMT -6