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towerofanimus2011-09-04 10:26 pm
Entry tags:
OPEN // ACTIVE
Characters: Disciple
Setting: Fourth Floor;
Format: Whichever is good for you!!
Summary: She is waaaatching you. Or not.
Warnings: None yet!
FOURTH FLOOR
[One of the great hunters of Alternia is crouched behind a couch. Windows are wonderful things, she decided, watching the room behind her in the mirror's reflection. Hidden from the immediate eyes of those behind her, she readies herself for a springing leap and the first person that ventures close to be only slightly more than a smudge of colors in the reflection gets leapt at.
Again and again for anyone within reach.
She has been alone for a sweep okay]
ELEVENTH FLOOR
[She is busy being a chicken about stepping off onto this floor. It's daytime. Daytime and suntime.
WHY IS SHE AWAKE--
But look at those rainbows and the flowers on the ceiling. It's beautiful and she can look out...
She will be here waffling]
Setting: Fourth Floor;
Format: Whichever is good for you!!
Summary: She is waaaatching you. Or not.
Warnings: None yet!
FOURTH FLOOR
[One of the great hunters of Alternia is crouched behind a couch. Windows are wonderful things, she decided, watching the room behind her in the mirror's reflection. Hidden from the immediate eyes of those behind her, she readies herself for a springing leap and the first person that ventures close to be only slightly more than a smudge of colors in the reflection gets leapt at.
Again and again for anyone within reach.
She has been alone for a sweep okay]
ELEVENTH FLOOR
[She is busy being a chicken about stepping off onto this floor. It's daytime. Daytime and suntime.
WHY IS SHE AWAKE--
But look at those rainbows and the flowers on the ceiling. It's beautiful and she can look out...
She will be here waffling]

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[It was so unfortunate that other trolls didn't like this]
[but then she saw Disciple]
Welcome. You're not Nepeta?
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Who's Nepeta? ...You're a very small Dolorosa you know. Did you shrink...was that what the high bloods did?
[...A very strange and unlikely punishment]
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Nepeta is a friend of mine, like I assume Dolorosa is a friend of yours. While you are the second to call me suck I regret to inform you that I am not her. I'm actually Kanaya.
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Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I haven't seen her in a sweep...I--
Wait the second...?
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FOURTH FLEWR
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And now you are pinned to the ground with a large adult troll on your chest
Sup]
Oh you're one of the pink humans!
keywords XD
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!
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All your hair is different colors. Every single one I've seen! Is that like your blood color?
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FOURTH FLOOR
He has blue hair. Pounce, y/n? ]
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And there she goes, catching him a bit off center and he may just stumble or he may fall]
Oh oh there's so many of you.
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Yes, there are quite a few of us.
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[She sits back and tilts her head] Humans are so pink.
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FOURTH FLOOR. AGAIN
Pounce the troll child.]
Re: FOURTH FLOOR. AGAIN
AND SHE SCORES. The crowd goes wild]
A wriggler! There's so many wrigglers here, didn't your lusus tell you not to go wandering off into strange towers.
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W-what!??
[...Is this an adult troll? ...Holy shit. Squirming wriggler!]
L-let me go!
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fourth floor
walking by...]
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FREAKISH STRENGTH TOSS]
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FOURTH FLOOR. AWW YEAH.
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She does like red, you are a perfect target]
So many humans!
This tag sure is over a month late! :V
I mean.
Well, it was super effective. Ed definitely did not see that coming, but then again he's never had to worry about something or someone leaping out from behind a couch before.
A small, strangled scream escapes him as he fell backwards, landing flat on his ass. He is the most graceful.]
W-what --
Damn it, what the hell was that for?!
[also the most eloquent.]
It sure is
sob
Re: sob
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Set after the Mao encounter uwu
[The young troll relaxes a little once the weird alien had left, turning to smile brightly at Disciple.]
I didn't properly introduce myself, did I? I'm Feferi, Feferi Peixes!
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Disciple. It's rare to meet a troll so willing to sacrifice for another they don't even know.
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[She gives her a kind, sincere smile, one devoid of the normal brutal under-tones of the Alternian race.]
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