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towerofanimus2013-05-14 09:34 pm
ufufu) wrote in towerofanimus2013-05-14 09:34 pm
and then there was one; (OPEN)
Characters: Flandre Scarlet and YOU!
Setting: Dormitories (general, room 3-09), cafeteria, floors 99, 75, and open to any other prompt!
Time: Throughout the week
Format: Quick to start, will match.
Summary: The child so many seek to avoid is brought to the tower to play with others? General introduction log, please consider reviewing her permissions post.
✪✪✪✪ DORMITORIES.
[ Within room 3-09, something foreign stirs in the night. The soft jingle of crystals might be enough to wake the lightest sleeper, but the piercing scream that follows after is sure to do the trick. This wasn't her bed. This wasn't herbasement room. This wasn't her MANSION. Even once the initial shock wears off, she doesn't stop with her screaming. If anyone's ever seen a child throw a tantrum, this is along those lines.
Eventually the covers are removed and she's calmed either through the aid of a roommate or some other thing caught her interest. The letter is crumpled in her hand as she moves through the dormitories, the wings on her back twinkling with the reflection of any light. Eerily enough, her eyes seem to glow while the rest of her remains hidden within the dark, but they aren't with animosity. No, they seem rather curious and very very interested in this new place.
In the daytime hours though, she'll just stroll into a room as though it were her own and greet anyone there with a wave. She might even ask any inhabitants if they want to play a game and if there's a toy nearby, she'll beg to see it for herself. ]
✪✪✪✪ CAFETERIA.
[ Like many other newcomers, she's been directed to the cafeteria for food.
Unfortunately, her tastes are too refined for the tower. Even with the instructions that she should be eating oatmeal, Flandre is without her guardian. Before her is a meal full of various sweets all with the full intention of gorging herself sick over and over again.
Throughout the week, she eventually does have her first meal of oatmeal, but continues to be unsatisfied with the meals provided for her in the cafeteria. A couple days after her arrival (which was May 14th), she might complain that she's really tired and seem crankier than usual due to fatigue. Something tastes off about her food and she'll even complain about that to anyone who's listening. ]
✪✪✪✪ FLOOR 99.
[ An entire cavern made up of crystals like her wings? Flandre's entranced by the very thought and can be seen often fluttering about in her excitement. In fact, she'll be scooping up as many sparkly rocks into the front of her dress (don't worry, she has on a pair of an old-fashioned bloomers) to carry with her back to her room. What a great treasure hunter! ]
✪✪✪✪ FLOOR 75.
[ A tower within a tower. The idea interests her and so Flandre herself will dash and zoom through the air with her own flight (although those wings of her's don't seem to be helping her any with the task) as she explores. She seems blissfully unaware of any monsters residing here though. ]
Flandre Scarlet and YOU! Setting: Dormitories (general, room 3-09), cafeteria, floors 99, 75, and open to any other prompt!
Time: Throughout the week
Format: Quick to start, will match.
Summary: The child so many seek to avoid is brought to the tower to play with others? General introduction log, please consider reviewing her permissions post.
✪✪✪✪ DORMITORIES.
[ Within room 3-09, something foreign stirs in the night. The soft jingle of crystals might be enough to wake the lightest sleeper, but the piercing scream that follows after is sure to do the trick. This wasn't her bed. This wasn't her
Eventually the covers are removed and she's calmed either through the aid of a roommate or some other thing caught her interest. The letter is crumpled in her hand as she moves through the dormitories, the wings on her back twinkling with the reflection of any light. Eerily enough, her eyes seem to glow while the rest of her remains hidden within the dark, but they aren't with animosity. No, they seem rather curious and very very interested in this new place.
In the daytime hours though, she'll just stroll into a room as though it were her own and greet anyone there with a wave. She might even ask any inhabitants if they want to play a game and if there's a toy nearby, she'll beg to see it for herself. ]
✪✪✪✪ CAFETERIA.
[ Like many other newcomers, she's been directed to the cafeteria for food.
Unfortunately, her tastes are too refined for the tower. Even with the instructions that she should be eating oatmeal, Flandre is without her guardian. Before her is a meal full of various sweets all with the full intention of gorging herself sick over and over again.
Throughout the week, she eventually does have her first meal of oatmeal, but continues to be unsatisfied with the meals provided for her in the cafeteria. A couple days after her arrival (which was May 14th), she might complain that she's really tired and seem crankier than usual due to fatigue. Something tastes off about her food and she'll even complain about that to anyone who's listening. ]
✪✪✪✪ FLOOR 99.
[ An entire cavern made up of crystals like her wings? Flandre's entranced by the very thought and can be seen often fluttering about in her excitement. In fact, she'll be scooping up as many sparkly rocks into the front of her dress (don't worry, she has on a pair of an old-fashioned bloomers) to carry with her back to her room. What a great treasure hunter! ]
✪✪✪✪ FLOOR 75.
[ A tower within a tower. The idea interests her and so Flandre herself will dash and zoom through the air with her own flight (although those wings of her's don't seem to be helping her any with the task) as she explores. She seems blissfully unaware of any monsters residing here though. ]
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[Absolutely legit. And teaching Flandre bad words.]
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[And creepy. But here we are.]
Yo, Marisa. I've got a stray vampire to hand over since I'm trying to sleep. Watch her, okay?
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Gods, Reimu, what have I told you about bringing strays home? If you're not willing to take care of it, you can't have it.
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[ What little pride she has huffs up, before it's lost in admiration of the stuff in the lab. Watch out, she might end up like this if she goes unsupervised for a bit. ]
Hello witch, are you making disgusting sauce?
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[With a wave, she's out.]
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[Marisa then created a star bullet with a lot of... electricity crackling along the edges once Reimu started walking off. She put her finger to her lips in the universal 'shh' symbol so Flandre wouldn't say anything.
And then she bounced the star off the floor until it bounced just behind Reimu and up into her skirts as the door closed. Sadly they wouldn't get to see the reaction.
That was for giving her bed to the destructive vampire, Reimu.]
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Haa, but why does she need to be more specific? Are there other girls like me that you play with?
[ Quickly daring to her side, she peers down. ] So how disgusting is this sauce going to be, huh?
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[Marisa then went to a flask and dipped her finger into the milky white substance collecting inside it. It was gelatinous in consistency. She held it up.]
Here. Taste it. No biting, ze.
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And the substance is nastily bitter, like that shit parents used to put on kids' nails to stop them from chewing on them. Yeah, that bad.]
It'll be about twice as disgusting as that.
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Gross! Are you going to make that bastard eat it all up?
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...and where did you learn that word?
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I want to help feed it to him, but if it gets messy, I don't want to help.
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