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towerofanimus2012-09-18 08:09 pm
littlesound) wrote in towerofanimus2012-09-18 08:09 pm
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He's not me! I'm not him! (Open)
Characters: Sonata Shinonome in America's body (comments coming from littlepioneer), whoever the hay wound up in England's body, and maybe even you!
Setting: Here and there in the tower, Day 1 and 2 of the event.
Format: Will match replies
Summary: It's bad enough being a little boy. Why's this little boy have so many voices in his head? And what's with that video?!
Warnings: None yet
Room 01-20
This wasn't Sonata's room and Sonata's bed... but that's alright, it wasn't America's room and America's bed either. He tended to bunk with England, so that's just where the body-swapped girl woke up. Snuggled up in an unfamiliar bed, next to an unfamiliar person. Though the exact unfamiliarity hadn't dawned on her yet.
"Nnh... sis-sis...?" Was she home, and safe and warm, and right next to Kanata? Or was she back on Akibastar, safe and sound?
No. That wasn't the case at all. As she realized when she cracked an eye open and was staring at some guy she didn't know.
"AAAAAAHHH!"
Day 1, around the dorms
America-Sonata is off scrambling down the halls, still in that nightgown, trying desperately to find... well.. herself. If anyone the least bit familiar, or friendly, or nice, or even willing to hold still for a moment or two comes by, she'll reach out to grab the hem of their shirt or the sleeve of their clothing.
"Hey! Hey! I need to find me! Have you seen Sonata?"
The kid sounds pretty urgent.
Day 2, in the library
The little girl in the even littler nation's body is at one of the terminals, and she's pitching a fit. Seems she caught the video of the swapping procedure that was uploaded to the otherwise text-only network.
"AAAH! That's gross! That's really gross! What's he doing!? He shouldn't be doing that to us! HE SHOULDN'T BE DOING THAT TO US!!!"
And it continues in much the same vein, with much banging on the keyboard, and shaking of the monitor. It only stops when a coughing fit starts up.
littlepioneer), whoever the hay wound up in England's body, and maybe even you!Setting: Here and there in the tower, Day 1 and 2 of the event.
Format: Will match replies
Summary: It's bad enough being a little boy. Why's this little boy have so many voices in his head? And what's with that video?!
Warnings: None yet
Room 01-20
This wasn't Sonata's room and Sonata's bed... but that's alright, it wasn't America's room and America's bed either. He tended to bunk with England, so that's just where the body-swapped girl woke up. Snuggled up in an unfamiliar bed, next to an unfamiliar person. Though the exact unfamiliarity hadn't dawned on her yet.
"Nnh... sis-sis...?" Was she home, and safe and warm, and right next to Kanata? Or was she back on Akibastar, safe and sound?
No. That wasn't the case at all. As she realized when she cracked an eye open and was staring at some guy she didn't know.
"AAAAAAHHH!"
Day 1, around the dorms
America-Sonata is off scrambling down the halls, still in that nightgown, trying desperately to find... well.. herself. If anyone the least bit familiar, or friendly, or nice, or even willing to hold still for a moment or two comes by, she'll reach out to grab the hem of their shirt or the sleeve of their clothing.
"Hey! Hey! I need to find me! Have you seen Sonata?"
The kid sounds pretty urgent.
Day 2, in the library
The little girl in the even littler nation's body is at one of the terminals, and she's pitching a fit. Seems she caught the video of the swapping procedure that was uploaded to the otherwise text-only network.
"AAAH! That's gross! That's really gross! What's he doing!? He shouldn't be doing that to us! HE SHOULDN'T BE DOING THAT TO US!!!"
And it continues in much the same vein, with much banging on the keyboard, and shaking of the monitor. It only stops when a coughing fit starts up.
no subject
[Sonata coughs again, looks up at Tippi-but-not, and just... stares. They're being very nice. They look kind of mean. It's kind of confusing. She scoots back deeper into her seat.]
Why'd they do this...?
[Tippi may also notice that the little niche where the terminal is set up has little dents all over it, now.]
sorry for the ridiculous slowness, ugh ;;
[She's about to move in to hold Sonata comfortingly, but then takes a glance at the hands she stretches out to do so, and it occurs to her that she's probably not giving the impression she wants to.]
I'm sorry, I'm not in the form I should be in either right now... It may not be very convincing, but I cannot do this in my own body, I'm afraid...
But I understand, truly! If you need support, I will gladly offer you what I can...
It's okay! I'm slow, too!
[Even mean-looking people can try to be nice. If they were trying to be nice? She'd take nice. She could use some nice. She just about throws herself at the poor body-switched person.]
Sonata wants it to stop! Sonata wants to go home...