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towerofanimus2012-09-11 02:49 pm
knightime) wrote in towerofanimus2012-09-11 02:49 pm
Entry tags:
No one's gonna fix me when I'm broke
Characters: Dave Strider, Shadow!Dave, and everyone else who wants to play
Setting: Some hallway on Floor 1
Format: Either
Summary: Dave finally catches on that the other Dave wandering around isn't an alternate timeline Dave, but his shadow. He confronts it in all the wrong ways. Cue boss fight.
Warnings: Obligatory shadows warning. Probably death. Probably nothing nice.
[It took a little hopping around, but Dave finally found where his shadow was. He was fairly pissed, considering they probably had spoken to plenty of his friends or acquaintances by now. He gripped the sword in his hand tightly. Just gotta kill it right? Then this could all go away.]
Man, what the fuck is your problem?
I don't know what you're talking about.
[Dave leaps at his shadow, sword at the ready, but fighting yourself proves to be difficult when they're just as fast and strong as you are.]
You sure as hell know. It would be nice if you didn't blather about inane bullshit.
But it isn't inane. You were too scared to talk about it, remember?
Oh hell no. Nothing you said was true. It's all a load of shit. You're a load of shit.
[There's some loud crashing and if you have the misfortune of being on the first floor of the dorm level, you might be seeing a lot more than you really want to see.
The figure was still the same size as Dave. But it was now surrounded by burning corpses, too damaged for anyone to identify. The shadow itself had peeling skin everywhere and a large gaping hole where the heart would be located. Floating over the hole are clock hands, slowly ticking off the seconds like an actual clock would. You probably don't have much time to stare though. You better either run or do something about it.
There's another crashing sound as Dave is sent into the nearest wall.]
Setting: Some hallway on Floor 1
Format: Either
Summary: Dave finally catches on that the other Dave wandering around isn't an alternate timeline Dave, but his shadow. He confronts it in all the wrong ways. Cue boss fight.
Warnings: Obligatory shadows warning. Probably death. Probably nothing nice.
[It took a little hopping around, but Dave finally found where his shadow was. He was fairly pissed, considering they probably had spoken to plenty of his friends or acquaintances by now. He gripped the sword in his hand tightly. Just gotta kill it right? Then this could all go away.]
Man, what the fuck is your problem?
I don't know what you're talking about.
[Dave leaps at his shadow, sword at the ready, but fighting yourself proves to be difficult when they're just as fast and strong as you are.]
You sure as hell know. It would be nice if you didn't blather about inane bullshit.
But it isn't inane. You were too scared to talk about it, remember?
Oh hell no. Nothing you said was true. It's all a load of shit. You're a load of shit.
[There's some loud crashing and if you have the misfortune of being on the first floor of the dorm level, you might be seeing a lot more than you really want to see.
The figure was still the same size as Dave. But it was now surrounded by burning corpses, too damaged for anyone to identify. The shadow itself had peeling skin everywhere and a large gaping hole where the heart would be located. Floating over the hole are clock hands, slowly ticking off the seconds like an actual clock would. You probably don't have much time to stare though. You better either run or do something about it.
There's another crashing sound as Dave is sent into the nearest wall.]
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Dave's shadow starts approaching Rosa, but turns its attention back to Dave when he shouts.] Running sounds like a pretty fucking good idea right now. No shame in running from an army of burning bodies.
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[Rosa would run, but her body is still frozen in terror.]
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[Oh my god. Please move. Please.]
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[She would work with him, but only long enough to ensure that she could get a good distance on the beast when it came time to run.]
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Okay, let's not approach the crazy motherfucker with the flaming bodies. I think we both learned a valuable lesson today.
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[Rosa manages to give a silent nod before she turns and tries to run.]
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Sorry 'bout that. Probably wasn't really on your list of shit to do. Dealing with giant, burning creatures.
Oops, plum forgot about this thread
[The color is only now coming back into her cheeks as she runs toward a staircase.]
It's fine!
I'll remember to knock next time. [He's trying to make light of the situation at least.]