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Dec. 9th, 2019 12:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Inësa is standing in the store with rows of dresses and fabric around her. Many of the dresses are black and while she's staring at them, she appears confused.]
Hello all. I am at my store and some sort of... magic has taken hold. Everything I put on turns black.
[She pauses briefly.]
Perhaps I am cursed?
I have heard many strange things happening lately.
[Another short pause.]
No Lancelot, don't eat that...
[She moves and picks up a white bunny with a black smudge on its face. It's cheeks wiggle while a little tuft of black fabric is wrestled from its mouth.] Oh no. [She sounds incredibly distressed despite the cute little bunny held in her arms.]
Hello all. I am at my store and some sort of... magic has taken hold. Everything I put on turns black.
[She pauses briefly.]
Perhaps I am cursed?
I have heard many strange things happening lately.
[Another short pause.]
No Lancelot, don't eat that...
[She moves and picks up a white bunny with a black smudge on its face. It's cheeks wiggle while a little tuft of black fabric is wrestled from its mouth.] Oh no. [She sounds incredibly distressed despite the cute little bunny held in her arms.]
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It's her first Christmas away from home. No, it's their first Christmas away from their dad, to be specific. ( Read more... )
[Memshare 01] - To The Victor...
Oct. 10th, 2019 11:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
( ... belong the spoils. )
[Video]
[That wasn't a bad memory in the least, and yet, Haga doesn't look exactly thrilled about it. He actually looks very, very annoyed.]
Ugh, so this place is bringing that back, hm? Good... [He rolls his eyes, eyebrows knitted. One would think he would be glad to have something so good about him shown around, and yet... He isn't bragging as expected.]
[Video]
[That wasn't a bad memory in the least, and yet, Haga doesn't look exactly thrilled about it. He actually looks very, very annoyed.]
Ugh, so this place is bringing that back, hm? Good... [He rolls his eyes, eyebrows knitted. One would think he would be glad to have something so good about him shown around, and yet... He isn't bragging as expected.]
Memory Share: Duty Outweighs Love
Oct. 10th, 2019 07:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
( Breakups hurt the most when it's with Supermen. )
Text UN: Nemesis
For the record that was something like four thousand years ago. Ancient history. The kind of ancient history that's better left buried and not dug up by curious archaeologists.
Text UN: Nemesis
For the record that was something like four thousand years ago. Ancient history. The kind of ancient history that's better left buried and not dug up by curious archaeologists.
five | memory (i've never known your love)
Oct. 3rd, 2019 03:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
( cw death and mentions of drug use, depression, domestic violence )
audio; un: j.doe
[well, here's a voice that hasn't been heard in a while. and this time, jason doesn't sound angry - he just sounds tired. deflated, perhaps. how many more of these awful memories is this place going to extract from his mind and place on display for everyone to see?]
Anyone got any tips about where a guy can get a good frontal lobotomy around here?
audio; un: j.doe
[well, here's a voice that hasn't been heard in a while. and this time, jason doesn't sound angry - he just sounds tired. deflated, perhaps. how many more of these awful memories is this place going to extract from his mind and place on display for everyone to see?]
Anyone got any tips about where a guy can get a good frontal lobotomy around here?
video| un: polaris
Sep. 29th, 2019 07:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[ If the first question you have when you see Lorna is "does she spend all her money at Hot Topic?" then you're asking the right questions. She's got on an asymmetrical leather jacket with metal spikes on the sleeve, black leather pants with straps that kept her collection of metal knives secure, and bright green hair from root to tip. The green theme is one she's clearly fully on board with. Accenting the bright green hair she's also got some deep green lipstick on and sparkling green nail polish. To fully tie it all together she's also wearing a metallic green headpiece. Nobody can ever say she's not coordinated. ]
Hello fellow inmates. Since I'm brand new here I thought I'd introduce myself. I'm Polaris. [ Every word she speaks is practically dripping with sarcasm and she's got an equally sardonic smile to match. ] Just wanted to see how everyone was doing in our beautiful underwater prison today. [ Because that is exactly what it is. A prison. Nobody was going to convince her otherwise without some damn impressive skills. For a moment she looks like that might be all she actually has to say. Then she leans back and folds her arms over her chest. ]
Actually, I've got a question. I've been looking through these archives and looks like some of you have been here a long time. I get it, it's got some nice amenities. Love the view. But I gotta ask, how'd you all just collectively give up on trying to find a way out? [ And with that question she does, rather abruptly, end things there. ]
Hello fellow inmates. Since I'm brand new here I thought I'd introduce myself. I'm Polaris. [ Every word she speaks is practically dripping with sarcasm and she's got an equally sardonic smile to match. ] Just wanted to see how everyone was doing in our beautiful underwater prison today. [ Because that is exactly what it is. A prison. Nobody was going to convince her otherwise without some damn impressive skills. For a moment she looks like that might be all she actually has to say. Then she leans back and folds her arms over her chest. ]
Actually, I've got a question. I've been looking through these archives and looks like some of you have been here a long time. I get it, it's got some nice amenities. Love the view. But I gotta ask, how'd you all just collectively give up on trying to find a way out? [ And with that question she does, rather abruptly, end things there. ]
[Video 01] - Mantis
Sep. 26th, 2019 08:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Haga couldn't help but be very thorn about the whole situation. On one hand, the nerdy side inside of him was fascinated and curious about all the impossibly futuristic technology around him, even if it's a little rusty, to the point he would, for a moment or two, forget he was in a completely bizarre place, far, far away from everything and everyone he knew - but didn't particularly love.
On the other hand... he was in a bizarre place.
There was no other way to put it. This place was just downright strange, and he couldn't really wrap his mind around how he ended up here. Sure, there were worst alternatives out there - he could still remember the darkness and coldness of having his soul swept away by Orichalcos - but... how? If he hadn't been in strange situations before he would honestly think he was having the strangest, most realistic dream.
But OK, so he is stuck here, with nowhere to go but jump from dome to dome. Sure he was never known for being someone who liked staying outside, save it for when he was catching bugs and playing Duel Monsters, but staying in his dorm isn't exactly a better choice.
He gently touches the button behind his ear, and for a moment there he thought the guy who introduced him to this place was pulling his leg about this small thing being a communicator, but lo and behold, he was telling the truth all along...]
So, we are all stuck in here together, hm? Great... [The small teen that comes into view adjusts his thick glasses, letting out a sigh.] Look, I'm sure you are all really nice people and all that boring stuff, but I don't plan on making any friends here or getting attached to anyone, so don't even try! [Right off the bat, he seems hostile, and is trying too hard to glare at the screen.]
Just leave me alone and I'll leave you all alone, alright? [If anything, he doesn't want a repeat of what happened between him and Yugi's friends. If he avoids everyone, he isn't going to get annoyed. It's flawless logic.
He just doesn't realize that if he truly wanted to be left alone and go unnoticed he shouldn't have made a feed for everyone to see him.]
On the other hand... he was in a bizarre place.
There was no other way to put it. This place was just downright strange, and he couldn't really wrap his mind around how he ended up here. Sure, there were worst alternatives out there - he could still remember the darkness and coldness of having his soul swept away by Orichalcos - but... how? If he hadn't been in strange situations before he would honestly think he was having the strangest, most realistic dream.
But OK, so he is stuck here, with nowhere to go but jump from dome to dome. Sure he was never known for being someone who liked staying outside, save it for when he was catching bugs and playing Duel Monsters, but staying in his dorm isn't exactly a better choice.
He gently touches the button behind his ear, and for a moment there he thought the guy who introduced him to this place was pulling his leg about this small thing being a communicator, but lo and behold, he was telling the truth all along...]
So, we are all stuck in here together, hm? Great... [The small teen that comes into view adjusts his thick glasses, letting out a sigh.] Look, I'm sure you are all really nice people and all that boring stuff, but I don't plan on making any friends here or getting attached to anyone, so don't even try! [Right off the bat, he seems hostile, and is trying too hard to glare at the screen.]
Just leave me alone and I'll leave you all alone, alright? [If anything, he doesn't want a repeat of what happened between him and Yugi's friends. If he avoids everyone, he isn't going to get annoyed. It's flawless logic.
He just doesn't realize that if he truly wanted to be left alone and go unnoticed he shouldn't have made a feed for everyone to see him.]
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Sep. 19th, 2019 11:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[It's true to form that Beverly would make an audio post, but she definitely sounds miserable. Maybe more miserable than she has in a long time, and that's with the whole demon thing last month.]
Aaron and Eric are gone. I just came over for dinner and...
[And they're gone.]
First Jason and now this. Why does everyone keep leaving?!
Aaron and Eric are gone. I just came over for dinner and...
[And they're gone.]
First Jason and now this. Why does everyone keep leaving?!
video; un: littlebird
Sep. 18th, 2019 10:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Greetings, everyone.
[Sansa stands stiffly, though she's perfectly at home in the position. She's wearing a deep green dress. Around the neck she's embroidered flowers in contrasting green hues, and steel-colored ribbon weaving itself through the flowers. Behind her, she has a few other creations hanging- a fish swimming happily at the bottom of a deep blue skirt, scales created in fabric around the waist, a short-sleeved, dark-grey collared shirt with a small gold kraken on the breast pocket.]
For those of you who do not know me, my name is Sansa Stark.
I realize, in my two months here, that much of what I know from my home could be considered 'outdated' or silly. But with so much time and freedom here that I find I previously did not have, I thought I would make myself useful.
Back home, one of my favorite things to do was always sewing. I sewed gowns, cloaks, embroidering tapestries or even leather armor. There was not as much to do in Westeros as there is here, so such things were common place. [Clothing and her hair were two ways she'd learned to rebel against those around her, or to fit in. She dressed like those she admired or wished to emulate. Here, she still favored more modest styles, her clothing lacked much of the detailing that her Westerosi garments had.] I've already done a few things for myself and Theon Greyjoy, and I'm more than happy to offer my services to others, or even to teach a few people, if they'd like. I can also make lace, knit, weave, even work a bit of leather- all manner of things.
Please let me know if you'd like to request my services, or if you'd like to look at a few of the other pieces I have. I thank you in advanced.
[Sansa stands stiffly, though she's perfectly at home in the position. She's wearing a deep green dress. Around the neck she's embroidered flowers in contrasting green hues, and steel-colored ribbon weaving itself through the flowers. Behind her, she has a few other creations hanging- a fish swimming happily at the bottom of a deep blue skirt, scales created in fabric around the waist, a short-sleeved, dark-grey collared shirt with a small gold kraken on the breast pocket.]
For those of you who do not know me, my name is Sansa Stark.
I realize, in my two months here, that much of what I know from my home could be considered 'outdated' or silly. But with so much time and freedom here that I find I previously did not have, I thought I would make myself useful.
Back home, one of my favorite things to do was always sewing. I sewed gowns, cloaks, embroidering tapestries or even leather armor. There was not as much to do in Westeros as there is here, so such things were common place. [Clothing and her hair were two ways she'd learned to rebel against those around her, or to fit in. She dressed like those she admired or wished to emulate. Here, she still favored more modest styles, her clothing lacked much of the detailing that her Westerosi garments had.] I've already done a few things for myself and Theon Greyjoy, and I'm more than happy to offer my services to others, or even to teach a few people, if they'd like. I can also make lace, knit, weave, even work a bit of leather- all manner of things.
Please let me know if you'd like to request my services, or if you'd like to look at a few of the other pieces I have. I thank you in advanced.
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[ Jason had enough, this dog form was annoying. He is now running around everywhere holding a large thin stick. He's waving it around like a weapon in the search for the asshole who did this to him.
He tries to bark as he does so but it's muffled and he ends up dropping the stick, hitting the brakes to pick it up again before bolting with the power of nervous energy. He's looking to see if there's anyone who knows where Loki was or if they can change him back so he can kick his ass.]
Goddamn it... Jason, four more days! Can you behave for FOUR DAYS?
[Dodger skids into the frame and picks Jason up by the armpits; since Jason is about knee-high on all fours, his paws are dangling an inch above the floor.]
Put that down. Now.
[ That stumble really fucked him over. Dodger lifts him into the air and he wiggles around limbs flying everywhere as he tries to whap him in the face with the stick. He swings his head wildly while whining. He will not behave right now, he's pissed.
And yeah, Dodger's strong, but he can't hold onto a weasel dog for much longer. The video ends with the stick hitting the side of Dodger's head, Jason falling to the floor and a loud:]
FUCK-
He tries to bark as he does so but it's muffled and he ends up dropping the stick, hitting the brakes to pick it up again before bolting with the power of nervous energy. He's looking to see if there's anyone who knows where Loki was or if they can change him back so he can kick his ass.]
Goddamn it... Jason, four more days! Can you behave for FOUR DAYS?
[Dodger skids into the frame and picks Jason up by the armpits; since Jason is about knee-high on all fours, his paws are dangling an inch above the floor.]
Put that down. Now.
[ That stumble really fucked him over. Dodger lifts him into the air and he wiggles around limbs flying everywhere as he tries to whap him in the face with the stick. He swings his head wildly while whining. He will not behave right now, he's pissed.
And yeah, Dodger's strong, but he can't hold onto a weasel dog for much longer. The video ends with the stick hitting the side of Dodger's head, Jason falling to the floor and a loud:]
FUCK-