Sonata Shinonome (
littlesound) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-09-18 08:09 pm
Entry tags:
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.
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.

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[He says it like it's easy to do, but in truth, he would probably be reacting just as badly if it was his body up there on the screen.]
Then they don't win, and we might have a clue to work with.
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[Her little face scrunches up and her fists ball. It's a good idea, it sounds like a good idea, it sounds like something her big sister would say, but...]
Sonata's gotta be TOUGH. Okay. Okay-okay!
[Then she sniffled, and wiped her nose on her sleeve. Loudly as she said it, she didn't really feel it. Poor kid still looked shaken.]
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[He goes to give the kid a pat on his-her-whatever's back, but draws his hand away at the last minute. In an uncharacteristically sweet voice, he says:] It'll be alright.
[He doesn't want the kid to end up using its freakish strength on him, after all.]
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Is someone gonna fix it? Someone's gotta fix it... They... we can be put back, right? Right?
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[Richtofen puts on his best "solemn but determined" look, though, in this new body of his, it looks more like a pout.]
Don't you worry, child.