http://missmarliest.livejournal.com/ (
missmarliest.livejournal.com) wrote in
towerofanimus2011-07-21 04:30 pm
Entry tags:
Been here the whole time.
Characters: Cornet and all of you other folks!
Setting: The dorm levels.
Format: [I like using these for action!] And this for talking!
Summary: Acclimating to the terrain and alienating people with music in one easy step.
Warnings: Nothing to start.
Setting: The dorm levels.
Format: [I like using these for action!] And this for talking!
Summary: Acclimating to the terrain and alienating people with music in one easy step.
Warnings: Nothing to start.
[You might be wondering what Cornet has been up to. There are a myriad of possible answers to that question, most of them a variant on 'weird jRPG protagonist stuff,' like checking every semi-interesting object for hidden goodies. The little disasters such snooping can bring you here in Animus have taught her to curb those habits, sort of.
She's not quite settled in to this unsettling place, but she's ready to be social! Social, in Cornet's case, involves snooping around high-traffic areas while humming a jaunty tune. It's kind of repetitive. It will probably really annoy you. She's not doing it on purpose, promise.
If she spots you, prepare to be associated!]

Re: nah, this is fun BD
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[This goes on for several windows of dialog.]
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[Oh gosh, she can feel herself faltering. She's crumbling like an extremely deadly cake, scattering murdercrumbs absolutely everywhere!
The lesson here is cake is dangerous, kids.]
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The sound of losing is simple and concise.]
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[His eyes narrow slightly. To be perfectly honest he was not aware that there was supposed to be a contest of any kind...]
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Eheheheheheh...♪
[Cornet just had an epiphany: she was having a quietness contest. With a little kid. What is she, six? This is rather embarrassing!]
..sorry about that. I kinda forget myself sometimes.
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[He cannot honestly empathize, so he remains silent.]
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[The repeating assaults of silence are getting unbearable! She can't stand for such a thing...!
..so she starts humming again, a different tune (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YjXwfV2m43M) from last time. If you leave her unchecked she will break into outright song.]
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[Why is she singing? This is strange. Was there... some kind of cue for singing? It's disconcerting... and a little rude, besides. Perhaps her culture saw this as entirely normal and acceptable, but regardless, he certainly didn't.]
...excuse me.
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--Hm?
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[Oh wow ARGH THIS WAS A BAD IDEA. Why did he open his mouth in the first place. Graaagh. Stupid stupid stupid.
...Entirely normal Ienzo thought processes up there.]
...why... are you singing...?
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But, I mean, if it really bugs you I won't. Uh. Hum.
[It looks like it strains her to say that, though.]
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...no. i was merely asking.