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towerofanimus2011-11-14 01:07 pm
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best way to meet people ever
Characters: Crona and Y'ALL~
Setting: Room 1-01.
Format: Either or, starting prose~
Summary: Cro decides to be an idiot, then scream about it.
Warnings: Warnings for paper-cutting. It, uh. Makes more sense in context.
Waking up in a strange, new place was pretty...bad. But for someone who went through life with bad things happening nearly all the time, Crona hadn't completely panicked upon waking up in a weird collar and a strange room, with notes about world destruction. For all Cro knew, this might have been some weird prank by the others, or a weird class assignment, or who the heck knew knowing DWMA, so it was a conscious effort to try and appear calm. The rail-thin moeblob wasn't doing the best job of it, but they were trying.
Crona had discarded thecondom suit and was pulling their dress on when something very, very abnormal occurred to them.
"...R-Ragnarok?" The sword never passed up an opportunity to harass Crona while dressing. The barely held back worry began to seep out, and Crona looked around, grabbed the paper, and with no sense of abandon, slashed their wrist with it.
The usual black blood dripped out, but no angry sword bitching about Crona doing something stupid. No pushing noses or pulling hair. The blood didn't even harden.
So, yeah. Chrona screamed. This was a situation that called for it, because the demon sword that had been in their blood for all their memory suddenly seemed to be absent.
Setting: Room 1-01.
Format: Either or, starting prose~
Summary: Cro decides to be an idiot, then scream about it.
Warnings: Warnings for paper-cutting. It, uh. Makes more sense in context.
Waking up in a strange, new place was pretty...bad. But for someone who went through life with bad things happening nearly all the time, Crona hadn't completely panicked upon waking up in a weird collar and a strange room, with notes about world destruction. For all Cro knew, this might have been some weird prank by the others, or a weird class assignment, or who the heck knew knowing DWMA, so it was a conscious effort to try and appear calm. The rail-thin moeblob wasn't doing the best job of it, but they were trying.
Crona had discarded the
"...R-Ragnarok?" The sword never passed up an opportunity to harass Crona while dressing. The barely held back worry began to seep out, and Crona looked around, grabbed the paper, and with no sense of abandon, slashed their wrist with it.
The usual black blood dripped out, but no angry sword bitching about Crona doing something stupid. No pushing noses or pulling hair. The blood didn't even harden.
So, yeah. Chrona screamed. This was a situation that called for it, because the demon sword that had been in their blood for all their memory suddenly seemed to be absent.

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If this were any other time, Cro might have tried to help Taiki first, but...
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"We can help." The creature's voice was kind and she seemed to be searching for something to wrap the girls wrist in.
Taiki had sunk to the floor and brought his knees to his chest, concentrating on breathing, glad that Sanshi could help even if he couldn't.
(ooc: http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/thumbs/475419145.gif Sanshi visual)
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"Um, are you okay...?"
Are they still bleeding?
Only a bit, Crona's blood is special
"If you say so..." Cro looked down at their wrist, wrapping their other hand around the shallow wound. "I-I'm fine, honest. It's..."
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Said with a straight (if not a little insane) face.
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Crona put their head in their hands, taking a deep breath. "Just wanna go home..."
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"I miss my home too." He said softly.