We all fall down...

[giveschase]

Characters: Majora, Fem!Link and Princess Zelda
Setting: the Meadow
Format: Action
Summary: Majora has died and succumed to her costume after reviving. Now she seeks to spread chaos... And two people are on the unfortunate receiving end.
Warnings: Death, a bit of gore if possible, violence

[Once she had revived... Well, it had been all too easy to listen to the urges that had come with it. It was, after all, how she could be in her own darker moods. And dying was definitely something she didn't like, so of course she was in one of her darker moods. She should cause some chaos. And that's how she'd come to be like this. Waiting in the meadow, wilting flowers and just marring the peaceful beauty.

Maybe someone will come along and she'll have even more fun.]

Comments

Might as well get this horror train started...

[sageprincess]

[As ridiculous as the costumes are, as horrific the consequences for not fulfilling the candy quota seem, as much as she hates being a puppet in a mad woman's game, Zelda's found herself adapting quickly to the situation. It's not so different than how she was back in Hyrule until recently - keep quiet and out of sight, move quickly, avoid the obvious threats and pick up what is necessary for survival when possible.

Of course, she didn't have much in the way of companionship back home, but Link is more than capable of taking care of herself should the need arise.

(Well, as long as it isn't her own insecurities she has to deal with.)

With monsters carrying the majority of the candy this week, Zelda has been sticking close to the more open floors where she can use her magic without fear of her powers being taken from her in the midst of battle. Floor 25 definitely qualifies, though she did not expect the sight awaiting her there this day.

Majora, bloodied and made gruesome by metal of her costume stabbing into her body, radiating a malevolent aura the princess hasn't truly felt since before June.]

Farore give me strength...

[She's scared, but despite every survival instinct telling her to run, she steps forward, slowly, the desire to help a friend outweighing her fear.]

... Majora? Majora, please tell me you still have some sense of who you are.