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towerofanimus2011-07-15 11:38 pm
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★ | oo1 | A stranger.
Characters: Mistress 9 and you. Yes. YOU.
Setting: Room 1-07, Floor 4.
Format: Starting in action, but I will match your style.
Summary: Possibly meeting roommates and other people? Also, failed attempt at breaking out.
Warnings: She's an alien woman possessing a little girl. I will update this should anything else come up.
Room 1-07
[Mistress 9 was currently digging through her trunk. The letters explaining where she was and what has happened had been tossed aside carelessly upon reading, she refused to believe that something had destroyed her world and her home, the Tau Centi Star System. Master Pharaoh 90 would have prevented that, for sure. And there couldn't possibly be something stronger than him
... right?
Whatever had happened or not, it unsettled her less than the sleep paralysis had; for a brief moment, she had thought she had lost control over the girl's body.
The collar around her neck was not exactly calming, either. Her attempt at taking it off had failed, though she would try again as soon as she had a mirror to actually see it. She had even tried to shift from her normal form back to Hotaru's- the shifting itself had worked just fine, but it had not changed anything about the collar. It still fit snugly. Great.
Anyway.
Anybody who walks in will see a young girl searching through her trunk. There are two dresses lying on the bed, both significantly too long and wide for the frail (and sickly) looking child, who happens to wear a school uniform that had seen better days. Other things lying around are a hairbrush and a stuffed toy bear, nothing unusual.]
Germatoid? [...Maybe she heard you move/enter the room.]
Floor 4
[Mistress 9, now in her adult form, was simply looking outside. 'Walls made of glass...'
She could probably guess that it won't work, but she tries anyway.
Not feeling the need to be very creative, she simply blasts raw energy against the glass-wall.
Surprise, surprise. Nothing happens.
Well. Except the backfire, maybe.
To whoever may stand somewhere behind her: Dodge or die.]
Setting: Room 1-07, Floor 4.
Format: Starting in action, but I will match your style.
Summary: Possibly meeting roommates and other people? Also, failed attempt at breaking out.
Warnings: She's an alien woman possessing a little girl. I will update this should anything else come up.
Room 1-07
[Mistress 9 was currently digging through her trunk. The letters explaining where she was and what has happened had been tossed aside carelessly upon reading, she refused to believe that something had destroyed her world and her home, the Tau Centi Star System. Master Pharaoh 90 would have prevented that, for sure. And there couldn't possibly be something stronger than him
... right?
Whatever had happened or not, it unsettled her less than the sleep paralysis had; for a brief moment, she had thought she had lost control over the girl's body.
The collar around her neck was not exactly calming, either. Her attempt at taking it off had failed, though she would try again as soon as she had a mirror to actually see it. She had even tried to shift from her normal form back to Hotaru's- the shifting itself had worked just fine, but it had not changed anything about the collar. It still fit snugly. Great.
Anyway.
Anybody who walks in will see a young girl searching through her trunk. There are two dresses lying on the bed, both significantly too long and wide for the frail (and sickly) looking child, who happens to wear a school uniform that had seen better days. Other things lying around are a hairbrush and a stuffed toy bear, nothing unusual.]
Germatoid? [...Maybe she heard you move/enter the room.]
Floor 4
[Mistress 9, now in her adult form, was simply looking outside. 'Walls made of glass...'
She could probably guess that it won't work, but she tries anyway.
Not feeling the need to be very creative, she simply blasts raw energy against the glass-wall.
Surprise, surprise. Nothing happens.
Well. Except the backfire, maybe.
To whoever may stand somewhere behind her: Dodge or die.]
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Difficulties forced us to wait for four years until we could take the next step, but eventually, we were quite close to achieve the goal of our mission- we where interrupted by the supposed destruction of our world and me being taken to this place.
[She left out a lot. Like how she is possessing a schoolgirl's body and how her father had practically sold the girl out, but... Ienzo knew the basics now.]
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...and the energy blast? was that a power carried over from your previous form?
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Yes. [Which leads her to her next question.] Have you seen anybody here doing something similar?
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...no. you are the first.
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... Yeah, she's done mourning already.]
I assume that gives me some advantage.
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[He REALLY does not like the look of that smile. Just don't expect him to show it.]
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[If it weren't for the condescending tone, it would have been a friendly 'Goodbye'. Mistress 9 is hardly the social type.]
WOO first finished thread! <3
[Nods silently and slips out the door again.]