A loud and drunk Venti is finally confronted about his ever-growing tab of Roseberry Wine by the Bar owner, Diluc, but it seems like Venti has found yet another way to fenagle his way out of paying for his wine, permanently. Will Jean, Barbara and Diluc be able to stop Venti's shining finger of Shrinkieness? (No)

A moment in the life of a young woman and the exclusive club she attends.

A beautiful lady washes ashore on an island of tiny people. Antics ensue. Can she prevent war between the peoples of the secular North and the superstitious South? And is she not the first "giant" to have walked these lands?

In an effort to procrastinate his schoolwork, a college student uses his active imagination to live out a fantasy.

A tribe of "smalls" trying to survive in a household. Is the landlady happy about it through? 

Josh has had a crush on his former classmate Veronica for as long as he can remember, but in all those years he never once had the courage to even approach her.  Thinking it would never be she suddenly invites him over to her estate one cold, normal, seemingly special day.  

Unbeknownst to him Veronica was on to him much more than he could have known, having come from a long line of practicing magic users the occult was in her blood. Now he's in the mix of it and from the perspective of someone who has more in common with an action figure than a former high school student.

She insists it was his doing that reduced him to this state, but she gave him the drink, right?  Whoever's fault this lies with he's no way to escape his new reality.  But the deepest, most disturbing question of all is, would he even want to if he could?..

But Veronica's not the only magic user with a special interest in Josh.  What is it that makes him so damn special anyway?  Now nothing makes sense anymore and its a battle for survival as he's thrown from a world that was nothing at all like it seemed...

Veronica has embarrassed herself in band class for blurting out that she has a huge crush on Mr. Markus, her band teacher. Feeling like she has to escape, she runs out of the classroom and down the hall, only to make a horrifying discovery: her confession has appeared to have sped up her body's growth. She's now hiding in a bathroom stall and she's quickly growing out of her school uniform. What's she going to do?

When a scientist blacks out drinking and wakes up the size of a doll, he finds himself in a mess that even good ol’ Jack Danials can’t help him escape from.

You wake up shrunk and smack dab in the middle of the Shadow Isles of Runeterra. Bad news: you have nothing to eat or drink. Good news! You're in a particularly barren patch of dirt, and you're so small that even a living being such as yourself is beneath the notice of the wailing undead here. Not-so-good news...though you've been noticed, the one person who knows of your existence is a grumpy, lazy, smelly, slightly sadistic goth NEET yordle who is not at ALL worried about your well-being. All you can do is cross your fingers, go along with whatever amuses her most, and hopefully survive.

That's...still a pretty big 'hope', though. Especially when your wants for such frivolous things like 'cleanliness' and 'basic human dignity' start annoying your only form of protection here...

This is part of a RP that I did in a Public channel on discord. Permission given to post from other members. Enjoy.