the dream is over, but the nightmare's just beginning...

[thebigsister]

characters: Eleanor Lamb & YOU
settings: Dormitory Hallways & Stairs
format: action tags to start off, but I'll match your preference
summary: there's a... thing in a diver's suit, with what look like harpoons or really scary needles at its wrists, roaming the halls. Do come by to say hi.
warnings: I warned you, bro, I warned you about those stairs! None yet, will be added as necessary.

[Eleanor awoke to a panic. She calmed herself as she tried to make sense of the situation, though the letters left by her (?) bed weren't much help. Trapped. Again. She refused to believe it just yet. Fortunately for her, she found the mismatched Big Sister suit her Father had managed to assemble for her, still in functional condition.

She would not be trapped. After all that had happened, after tasting freedom, Eleanor Lamb was not going to take this lying down.

So she suited up with ease and determined, prepared to explore the place. She would find a way out. She would. So there she is, steps heavy along the corridors, with a distinct clank of metal, as she makes her way around, carefully studying the structure and built of the halls. Like her father has taught her, she's not out to kill innocents, but she will fight, if fighting is what's necessary to recover her freedom.]

Comments

[lordoffabulous]

[ So, some weird guy wearing a violet collar just appeared in front of you, Eleanor. Kind of like this, in a burst of... magic, yeah.

He just got here recently too, and he's a bit concerned, you see. He turns to Eleanor, tilting his head, vaguely aware she... is not a normal human, he is sensing. ]

Aren't you a sight? Why, for a second, I assumed you were one of the things from here!

[thebigsister]

[Oh damn, splic--oh. Eleanor barely stops herself from slamming a needle into his face, moving with inhuman speed. She doesn't exactly relax her stand, not after that entrance.]

No, I am not "one of the things from here." Who are you?

[lordoffabulous]

Reflexes like a snake~! You are certainly no normal human, are you?

[ WHOA THERE, Eleanor. He'd have stopped the needle with his fingers, of course (you see, he is stronger than he looks), but thankfully the suited... girl... stopped. Alright then. ]

Well, now that that's settled, you can call me Demon Lord Ghirahim. ... Or just Ghirahim, really. The title is somewhat for show as of late, considering, so I'm not particularly fussy about it.

[ Shrug! ]

[thebigsister]

Are you now.

[Eleanor cocked her head to the side, almost unnaturally.]

How magnanimous, for a Demon Lord.

[lordoffabulous]

[ I mean, he isn't BOTHERED but whatever. ]

Yes, I know. I am nothing if not kind to most people who don't bother me, of course. I won't hold your attempting to kill me against you, either~! It's nice to see someone with some courage around here.

[ He smirks. ] I also know that you won't be finding your way out of here so easily.

Though, you may try, if you'd like! It would be amusing to watch, at any rate.

[ That needle, dear, is not going to help you much! ]

[thebigsister]

[...it's okay, she's got a few more tricks under her belt than just the needle. It's good for impaling, though. But there's still nothing quite like setting a smug bastard on fire.]

I dislike wasting my time.

[...yeah, she didn't like this guy. She would not attack first, but that didn't mean she wouldn't feel some satisfaction bashing his face in.]

[lordoffabulous]

[ HAHA YOU CAN TRY, ELEANOR. You can try. "Try" being the keyword here because it won't work because he is an irritating prick. ]

Then might I suggest taking your time toward more interesting pursuits than trying to kill everything you come across? Granted, I can understand the feeling of wanting to, but that is a rather difficult way to find things out.

...sob, I didn't want to cut this short, but it's not IC for her to stick around. OTL

[thebigsister]

[Not that he can see it, but she's sneering at him. God, what's with this guy?]

...what an excellent idea, because I really do hate wasting my time.

[And you are a royal waste of time. Royal waste of time. :| Smug bastard. Eleanor disappeared in a mist of purple, teleporting away.]