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towerofanimus2013-02-06 10:52 am
lolighostgirl) wrote in towerofanimus2013-02-06 10:52 am
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A new ghost in town
Characters: [ou] Perona and You.
Setting: Room 1-19, Floor 48, and Cafeteria
Format: Either
Summary: Perona arrives and she can't summon her ghosts... why?! She starts out in her room and makes her way downstairs.
[Room 1-19]
[After Perona had woken up, she put on her goth lolita attire. She knelled down to her trunk and began to search for something. The search turned out to be her tossing stuff aside Whatever she was looking for, she was either desperate or in denial.]
No... No... NO. They better have brought it. Those heartless insensitive people.
[Floor 48]
[As she explored the tower, she stopped in the graveyard room. It wasn't like Thriller Bark, so creepy and yet empty. Perona leaned herself near a tombstone before she sat down. She extended her arm out like she was about to grab something. Instead she tried to summon her ghosts and of course her attempts has failed. Her hand slowly closed to a fist raged at this. Not only they have taken away from her home but most of her powers too?! This wasn't acceptable.]
[Cafeteria]
[Here's Perona trying to consume oatmeal because that's what they gave her. Watch her make a face every time she eats it including tongue hanging out following a tantrum. Seriously, how do people eat this stuff?]
Setting: Room 1-19, Floor 48, and Cafeteria
Format: Either
Summary: Perona arrives and she can't summon her ghosts... why?! She starts out in her room and makes her way downstairs.
[Room 1-19]
[After Perona had woken up, she put on her goth lolita attire. She knelled down to her trunk and began to search for something. The search turned out to be her tossing stuff aside Whatever she was looking for, she was either desperate or in denial.]
No... No... NO. They better have brought it. Those heartless insensitive people.
[Floor 48]
[As she explored the tower, she stopped in the graveyard room. It wasn't like Thriller Bark, so creepy and yet empty. Perona leaned herself near a tombstone before she sat down. She extended her arm out like she was about to grab something. Instead she tried to summon her ghosts and of course her attempts has failed. Her hand slowly closed to a fist raged at this. Not only they have taken away from her home but most of her powers too?! This wasn't acceptable.]
[Cafeteria]
[Here's Perona trying to consume oatmeal because that's what they gave her. Watch her make a face every time she eats it including tongue hanging out following a tantrum. Seriously, how do people eat this stuff?]
sorry about the delay orz
[While it's clear that neither of John's remaining ghosty companions are okay with this turn of events, neither one of them makes a move towards the loli. The Litwick merely moves closet to John, cuddling up next to his neck. Behind the boy, the Dusknoir's single eye narrows, fixing Perona with the steeliest glare he can muster. One of his gigantic hands curls into a tight fist. He's not making a move yet, but he's clearly prepared to should it come to it or if he can find an opening. He may be ridiculously protective of his master, but he's not the hasty type. He knows that making a real move here would be incredibly foolish.]
U-uhh...
[What did he do to deserve this......]
lol same here orz ;;
She looked up to see if the prankster ghost came out. When she didn't see him, it was time to make it come out.]
Slimer was it? You better come out too if you don't want me to pull this guy's inside out.
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He...he can't--
[John is cut off as one of the pokeballs on his belt snaps open of its own accord, releasing a blinding flash of white light which quickly reveals a frowning Slimer. His eyes glint dangerously, glowing red as he stares down the pink-haired Lolita.]
[Prankstery jackass though he may be, Slimer's actually pretty fond of his trainer. Unfortunately, he's more reckless than Elliot the Dusknoir, and one of his disembodied hands flies to Perona's neck without warning.]
Haaauuunt.
Slimer don't, stop! Let her go!
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The Ghost Princess grinned as if she had already won victory.]
You should of listened to him. Take care of him on the afterlife.
[That said, Perona jerked her arm up from within John which does absolutely nothing, but John and his ghosts doesn't know about that.]
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[John throws his hands up in front of his face for unfathomable reasons. Seriously, John. What were you expecting that to do? Not that it...really matters because apparently nothing happened.]
[There's a good thirty seconds where both trainer and ghosts look completely and utterly baffled before realizing they've all been punk'd.]
I...what? My rib cage. [He starts feeling his own chest with both hands. There is a distinct feeling of rib cage in there...which is good but at the same time what?] What just happened?
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I can't really do it~ <3
[All she said. Yep, you've been Punk'd.]
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[Critical hit to the prankster's gambit!]
Good for me then! Erm... [He scratches at his cheek.] So does that mean you're not actually mad? Because I really am sorry about him. And Slimer is too, aren't you dude? [He shoots a very pointed glare at the ghost in question, who grumbles and sighs but eventually gives something that at least kind of sounds like a very short apology in Haunter-speak.]
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[She had to let out her laughter. The faces and reactions, so priceless. Her laughter died down finally after John's question.]
I can still go through people but I can't pull anything out. I'll forgive you guys but--[Dramatic index finger!] only if I can borrow those ghosts time to time. You're lucky I'm forgivable because you got ghosts.
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I'm Ghost Princess, Perona. One of the Mysterious Four of Thriller Bark. [She was pleased to say.] But I suppose you don't know much since you're not from the Grand Line.
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[Sarcasm or sincerity? Probably a combo of both.]
Though uh...if you're a ghost princess, how did Slimer manage to scare you so badly?
[Now that was definitely meant to be a jab.]
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[Perona immediately barked. Don't give her a reason to make him fall on his knees.]
I-I thought he was some kind of monster in this place, and I've never seen ugly ghosts like that!
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Eheh...well you wouldn't be the first one to make that mistake. So I guess I can't really blame you for that.
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Exactly! [At least they're on the same page.] Aren't you going to tell me your name? On second thought, Ghost-san is better.
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Oh! [John smacks his forehead.] Right! I never did return the favor did I, my bad. [But can you really blame him?] Well you can call me Ghost-san if you want, but my name is really John Egbert.
[John, Ghost. Close enough.]
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Ghost-san it is. [Or Mr. Ghost.]
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[
Not entirely.]Hehe, works for me! [Better than "hey you" or something.] So...Princess of the Ghosts, huh? So how does that work exactly?
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...and this is the part where she just floats away to a tombstone and sits right there.]
I ate a Horo Horo devil fruit that makes me a hollow. I used to summon hollows easily but something happened here. [She looks away with a small puff of cheeks. Not able to do that at least stinks.]
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[He trails off, quirking a brow and looking contemplative. The word sounds oddly familiar to him, but for the life of him, he can't remember where he heard it.]
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It's a fruit from the sea. If you eat it, it grants you a certain power and takes away the ability to swim. That's why it's called a Devil Fruit.
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