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towerofanimus2012-02-06 12:34 am
thebigsister) wrote in towerofanimus2012-02-06 12:34 am
Entry tags:
the dream is over, but the nightmare's just beginning...
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.]
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:
[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.]
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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
...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.]