Willow Rosenberg (
guiltapalooza) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-02-21 01:45 pm
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❝If you're out there trying to move on❞
Characters: Willow (
guiltapalooza) and you! OPEN.
Setting: Floor 20, the one open to the outside.
Format: Action tags preferably, but I can prose if you wish!
Summary: Super duper backdated to sometime during the chocolates event last week, around Valentine's Day. Willow ate a peanut butter chocolate and... thinks she should be Aradia's older sister. This includes turning herself into a troll. On purpose. Whoops. (Note: she's only a troll for this post, nowhere else! Please excuse the icons!)
Warnings: Just obsessive stalkerness for Aradia.
[It was delicate work, and it'd taken her a while, but it was finally done. She was even the same blood color as her, which was a happy coincidence. Willow had eaten the chocolate and gotten a glance at Aradia earlier, but had felt too overwhelmed by her feelings to approach her right away. How was she supposed to talk to her unless she was right for her, first? She couldn't be her sister if she was human. Trolls didn't even have sisters.
Which was, honestly, a minor detail in her mind. Everything right now was centered around finding Aradia and showing her what she'd done, certain she'd be happy. There was also a minor footnote about how she had to give Eridan his ring, and oh, he'd probably be happy, too! His ring was all done and she was a troll now! They could be real matesprits. Willow couldn't figure out why that word had seemed funny to her before.
It was something Aradia had, so she, of course, had to have one, too. They both had matesprits. It was perfect.
She'd sought out the big empty space of the twentieth floor to do her spell, but now she's packed up all of her supplies and stuffed them in her messenger bag, and is making her way over to the stairs. She stops the first person she sees.]
Hey! [she says brightly, maybe too brightly, as if nothing is strange about her appearance at all.] Have you seen Aradia? I need to show her how perfect we are now. How alike.
Setting: Floor 20, the one open to the outside.
Format: Action tags preferably, but I can prose if you wish!
Summary: Super duper backdated to sometime during the chocolates event last week, around Valentine's Day. Willow ate a peanut butter chocolate and... thinks she should be Aradia's older sister. This includes turning herself into a troll. On purpose. Whoops. (Note: she's only a troll for this post, nowhere else! Please excuse the icons!)
Warnings: Just obsessive stalkerness for Aradia.
[It was delicate work, and it'd taken her a while, but it was finally done. She was even the same blood color as her, which was a happy coincidence. Willow had eaten the chocolate and gotten a glance at Aradia earlier, but had felt too overwhelmed by her feelings to approach her right away. How was she supposed to talk to her unless she was right for her, first? She couldn't be her sister if she was human. Trolls didn't even have sisters.
Which was, honestly, a minor detail in her mind. Everything right now was centered around finding Aradia and showing her what she'd done, certain she'd be happy. There was also a minor footnote about how she had to give Eridan his ring, and oh, he'd probably be happy, too! His ring was all done and she was a troll now! They could be real matesprits. Willow couldn't figure out why that word had seemed funny to her before.
It was something Aradia had, so she, of course, had to have one, too. They both had matesprits. It was perfect.
She'd sought out the big empty space of the twentieth floor to do her spell, but now she's packed up all of her supplies and stuffed them in her messenger bag, and is making her way over to the stairs. She stops the first person she sees.]
Hey! [she says brightly, maybe too brightly, as if nothing is strange about her appearance at all.] Have you seen Aradia? I need to show her how perfect we are now. How alike.

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Hi. Are you new here?
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I bet I look pretty different without red hair, huh? [Her peppiness fades into shy hope.] But I thought... we could be closer, if I was like this.
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Yes. You, um, you're a troll now? That's a thing that's happening here, you've turned into a troll?
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We can be like real sisters now!
[Beaming. Smile.]
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Sisters?
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Right, sisters. Like... humans that are born to the same parents, I mean, have the same two genetic donors. They grow up together and are really super close.
Though obviously we're not human. Or I'm not, anymore. [She giggles faintly.]
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Wait, Willow?
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[eagerly,] So you've seen her? What do you think, do I look like her?
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This took me all day to get the spell right. There was even an embarrassing incident where I got something wrong that will not be mentioned.
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Can it be that some other version of Willow has shown up to mess with his head, like all the weird-blooded Feferis? What is going on?]
Wwill?
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[Willow leans in and gives him a peck on the cheek, and when she pulls back, she giggles.] Man, it feels all funny balancing with my horns. Isn't this neat?
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Yeah, it's me. Wwhat's goin' on Wwill?
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So I turned myself into a troll. I just turned out to have this blood color-- what a great coincidence, huh?
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Uh, wwhat do you mean about bein' sisters wwith the-- I mean, Aradia?
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[Oh wait, now they're onto her favorite topic: Aradia.] Aradia and I... When I saw her earlier, I just knew: we're meant to be family. I just need to find her so that I can prove it to her.
[And yeah, okay, that gleam in her eyes is a lot more obsessive and unrelenting than anything ordinarily seen in Willow's expression. As a troll she seems to be less self-conscious overall, and more direct.]
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[NOPE. PAN SHUTTING DOWN BRB]
U-uhhhhhhhh....
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She doesn't seem to care about his brain malfunction, just looks disappointed.] So is that a no?
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Willow?!
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Yes, it's me, and yes, I turned myself into a troll. Because I'm looking for Aradia.
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[Did you turn yourself into a troll, is what he means but fffff he's certainly not going to specify at the moment!]
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We're sisters now. And I already explained this to you weeks ago, so don't make me repeat it!
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