Sunako Nakahara (
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towerofanimus2012-06-20 10:17 am
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Horror Movie #1
Characters: Sunako and You!
Setting: Second floor dorms, cafeteria and infirmary!
Format: Action tags to start, but 'll match you!
Summary: Sunako wants to watch scary movies in the scary tower.
Warnings: General creepiness, extreme insecurity, nosebleeds and vague references to horror movies. Possibly an attack, but I'll edit if there is.
[Floor Two Dorm Area]
[Waking up in a foreign bed isn't really anything new for Sunako. Noi's kidnapped her at least a dozen times, so she's become accustomed to it. Not even the note detailing the destruction of her planet bothers her - she just gets changed out of the creepy skintight suit and into her tracksuit - if anything, she's glad her world is gone. No more creatures of light trying to convert her, no more stupid Kyohei and his stupid kisses of stupid. Just Sunako, all alone with her DVDs. A horror movie marathon sounds like a good idea, so Sunako wraps her extra large blanket around herself, forming a make-shift hood, fills a pillow case with her DVDs, portable DVD player and batteries, and begins wandering the halls in search of the cafeteria.]
[Cafeteria]
[Surprisingly, Sunako finds the cafeteria with not too much difficulty. Not so surprisingly, the only thing that awaits her is packet after packet of oatmeal.]
What the--?!
[Not willing to accept someone would have their kitchen so disgracefully understocked, Sunako climbs onto the bench, staring into cupboards filled with nothing more than oatmeal. No seasonings, not even bread. With a scowl, Sunako leans back, still perched precariously on top of the bench, and closes the cupboard door with a thump. A thump that's loud and surprising enough to trip her off the bench and land her square on her ass with a piercing yelp from Sunako and a loud smash from her pillowcase of electronics slipping to the floor as well. Ow. That's gonna leave a mark.]
[Infirmary]
[Absently grumbling about oatmeal and crappy kitchens, Sunako eventually finds herself in the infirmary. With a soft sigh, she rests in the corner, sets up her DVD player and inserts SUPER DEATH VII, squirming into a more comfortable position as the opening credits roll with the awfully faked shrieks of a blonde teenager running from a chainsaw wielding madman.]
Hah~ At least this is relaxing.
Setting: Second floor dorms, cafeteria and infirmary!
Format: Action tags to start, but 'll match you!
Summary: Sunako wants to watch scary movies in the scary tower.
Warnings: General creepiness, extreme insecurity, nosebleeds and vague references to horror movies. Possibly an attack, but I'll edit if there is.
[Floor Two Dorm Area]
[Waking up in a foreign bed isn't really anything new for Sunako. Noi's kidnapped her at least a dozen times, so she's become accustomed to it. Not even the note detailing the destruction of her planet bothers her - she just gets changed out of the creepy skintight suit and into her tracksuit - if anything, she's glad her world is gone. No more creatures of light trying to convert her, no more stupid Kyohei and his stupid kisses of stupid. Just Sunako, all alone with her DVDs. A horror movie marathon sounds like a good idea, so Sunako wraps her extra large blanket around herself, forming a make-shift hood, fills a pillow case with her DVDs, portable DVD player and batteries, and begins wandering the halls in search of the cafeteria.]
[Cafeteria]
[Surprisingly, Sunako finds the cafeteria with not too much difficulty. Not so surprisingly, the only thing that awaits her is packet after packet of oatmeal.]
What the--?!
[Not willing to accept someone would have their kitchen so disgracefully understocked, Sunako climbs onto the bench, staring into cupboards filled with nothing more than oatmeal. No seasonings, not even bread. With a scowl, Sunako leans back, still perched precariously on top of the bench, and closes the cupboard door with a thump. A thump that's loud and surprising enough to trip her off the bench and land her square on her ass with a piercing yelp from Sunako and a loud smash from her pillowcase of electronics slipping to the floor as well. Ow. That's gonna leave a mark.]
[Infirmary]
[Absently grumbling about oatmeal and crappy kitchens, Sunako eventually finds herself in the infirmary. With a soft sigh, she rests in the corner, sets up her DVD player and inserts SUPER DEATH VII, squirming into a more comfortable position as the opening credits roll with the awfully faked shrieks of a blonde teenager running from a chainsaw wielding madman.]
Hah~ At least this is relaxing.
my doki dokis have been known to kill!
So what if you're a litte thin?! You're still way too stunning!
[She makes a mental note to cook up a feast when the electricity comes on in case any more starving French people need something to eat. Oh, she also, cowers from the beauty, but, y'know, that's less important than her meal plans.]
you give love a bad name.
sexymuttering in French. He could be making a grocery list or calling you insane but it all sounds good right? Right.]My dear, were you stuck in a closet for the entirety of your existence? Surely you jest...
[Mm, feast. Please.]