The Betrayer / The Psiioniic (
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towerofanimus2012-05-14 11:02 pm
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INTRO LOG
Characters: The Psiioniic and YOU
Setting: Wandering
Format: Also up to the tagger
Summary: The Psiioniic is wandering and exploring his new surroundings, and is also lost. THESE AREN'T MY GLASSES.
Warning: He doesn't have shoes on.
[At first he hadn't moved much when he awoke. Like someone laying awake in bed in the early hours of the morning. A child unable to go back to bed while dismissing the notion of having to get up. At least, that's what every fiber of his being seemed to spell out. In actuality, he'd been waiting. Waiting for permission, a command, anything that guaranteed it was okay to move about.
When it didn't come and didn't come, he finally took the initiative to get up and wander on his own. The situation didn't seem to frighten him, or faze him. Instead, it piqued his curiosity and blue/red eyes quietly observed the floors. Acknowledging things in some hidden understanding.
Perhaps he is simply lost and there is no universal truth in which he seeks.
Or perhaps it is because he is barefoot and moving to keep them warm.]
Setting: Wandering
Format: Also up to the tagger
Summary: The Psiioniic is wandering and exploring his new surroundings, and is also lost. THESE AREN'T MY GLASSES.
Warning: He doesn't have shoes on.
[At first he hadn't moved much when he awoke. Like someone laying awake in bed in the early hours of the morning. A child unable to go back to bed while dismissing the notion of having to get up. At least, that's what every fiber of his being seemed to spell out. In actuality, he'd been waiting. Waiting for permission, a command, anything that guaranteed it was okay to move about.
When it didn't come and didn't come, he finally took the initiative to get up and wander on his own. The situation didn't seem to frighten him, or faze him. Instead, it piqued his curiosity and blue/red eyes quietly observed the floors. Acknowledging things in some hidden understanding.
Perhaps he is simply lost and there is no universal truth in which he seeks.
Or perhaps it is because he is barefoot and moving to keep them warm.]
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Perhapth no one ith in charge?
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Nah, there's somebody pulling the strings up there. This shit's way too deliberate to just be an accident.
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[He can't just take your word for it.]
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[He skimmed over it.]
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[wow dude you're such a bad detective]
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[um, no, you are you loser. dont you ever recieve notes from the universe??]
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[no she's too busy being punched in the face by it]
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Rose Strider. Nice to meet you.
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[a new friendship is born!!!]
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Hopefully our conversations aren't going to exclusively consist of me screeching at you to wear basic articles of clothing.
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But I am wearing the bathic articleth of clotheth.
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For now. I'm not really convinced you're going to keep it up.
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Why?
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That would require common sense, which you seem to be kind of low on.
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I have plenty of common thenthe.
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Could've fooled me.
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I have enough to keep me alive.
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That's not saying much, considering that you could say the same for most animals too.
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[Rose babby do you not understand that you're talking to someone who's scared of freedom?]
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[she crosses her arms, tone a little harsher than before.
what the shit is with you yellow bloods and being free and making choices? is she going to have to drag you around by the ear too?]
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I'm only doing what I was born to do.
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