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[He'd awoken in the Arrival Center before now and even after the explanation he felt mostly lost and confused. He was on the emptier side of the city, but quickly going towards any sign of life at all. So anyone who might cross his path might note him to be a very small boy in a Japanese school uniform with a distinct head of multi-colored star-shaped hair.]
Jonouchi-kun...? Anzu-chan? Jii-chan? Hello?
[Worry skewed his innocent boy-like face, and he clutched at his Millennium Puzzle as if it might give him courage. He'd been hoping he'd find one of them, as they'd said it was possible to find people that you knew. He walked in white sneakers down the path in his modern clothes, feeling quite out of place next to the older architecture. In any case he was a bit lost. He passed through the narrow streets and crossed what looked to be a noodle shop, deciding that perhaps he could step inside and ask someone for directions.]
Jonouchi-kun...? Anzu-chan? Jii-chan? Hello?
[Worry skewed his innocent boy-like face, and he clutched at his Millennium Puzzle as if it might give him courage. He'd been hoping he'd find one of them, as they'd said it was possible to find people that you knew. He walked in white sneakers down the path in his modern clothes, feeling quite out of place next to the older architecture. In any case he was a bit lost. He passed through the narrow streets and crossed what looked to be a noodle shop, deciding that perhaps he could step inside and ask someone for directions.]
[Option 2]
[Oh, it's definitely not an ocean beach - Riku can attest to that. He can tell by the sound alone.
Still, it's a familiar enough picture and given that they may all be stuck here for a while, he really doesn't see any problem in sitting down on the top of the roof that rental store, somewhat reasonably out of sight from down on the streets, but close enough to listen to the sounds. Attached enough to be able to risk leaning back and relaxing some himself as the sun burns down.
Even if it's not the same.
Even if the waves sound different.]
[Option 4]
['Physical contact is essential' they say. 'Not complying will have consequences' they say. Well, Riku doesn't quite answer 'Stuff it', but it's close.
And now he's paying the price for it; stumbling around empty side streets while feeling really utterly terrible - nausea is twisting in his stomach and how he ever got up is a mystery. Ugh, he really should have stayed in bed. Well, if he stops here and spends two seconds pressing his forehead against the cold wall, maybe it will get better. There is no way this is going to last or get worse after all. Right?]
[Oh, it's definitely not an ocean beach - Riku can attest to that. He can tell by the sound alone.
Still, it's a familiar enough picture and given that they may all be stuck here for a while, he really doesn't see any problem in sitting down on the top of the roof that rental store, somewhat reasonably out of sight from down on the streets, but close enough to listen to the sounds. Attached enough to be able to risk leaning back and relaxing some himself as the sun burns down.
Even if it's not the same.
Even if the waves sound different.]
[Option 4]
['Physical contact is essential' they say. 'Not complying will have consequences' they say. Well, Riku doesn't quite answer 'Stuff it', but it's close.
And now he's paying the price for it; stumbling around empty side streets while feeling really utterly terrible - nausea is twisting in his stomach and how he ever got up is a mystery. Ugh, he really should have stayed in bed. Well, if he stops here and spends two seconds pressing his forehead against the cold wall, maybe it will get better. There is no way this is going to last or get worse after all. Right?]
option 2 - if you're not alright with this, no problem! o/
theotherpromise
2013-05-14 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Ironic, that Roxas's apartments would have situated him nearby the beach. Twilight Town gave him all of these false memories of a past and a childhood he never really had. No, this was his first visit to a beach in his lifetime--and it figures he would be doing it alone, in a city full of people he doesn't know.
In a sweatshirt and shorts and sandals, Roxas is on his way towards the sand before that unmistakable silver brings him to a sudden halt. His hands fall from the outer pocket of his sweetshirt, eyes trained on the figure sitting atop the roof of the little shop.]
Riku?
In a sweatshirt and shorts and sandals, Roxas is on his way towards the sand before that unmistakable silver brings him to a sudden halt. His hands fall from the outer pocket of his sweetshirt, eyes trained on the figure sitting atop the roof of the little shop.]
Riku?
[A middle-aged gentleman in a suit and tie, stubbornly overdressed despite the heat, is sitting in the shade not too far from the river. His arms are folded, his brows are drawn, and - rather unbecomingly - he's muttering to himself.]
This must be a ruse. There's no scientific basis to anything they've said.
[He pinches the bridge of his nose and stares up towards the leafy canopy he's taken shelter beneath]
I need to relax. I need to relax and ascertain how they're inducing the symptoms.
[Reaching inside of his coat, he pulls out a notebook and pen, and begins to write]
Poison, some kind of pathogen...
This must be a ruse. There's no scientific basis to anything they've said.
[He pinches the bridge of his nose and stares up towards the leafy canopy he's taken shelter beneath]
I need to relax. I need to relax and ascertain how they're inducing the symptoms.
[Reaching inside of his coat, he pulls out a notebook and pen, and begins to write]
Poison, some kind of pathogen...
If this is a drug-induced hallucination I'll be so impressed. [ Hello, blonde teen standing to you, nbd. ]
I don't even have dreams this detailed.
I don't even have dreams this detailed.
[He remembered pain...and the tear-streaked face of a crying girl as she mourned over his dying. And now...now he was here. The City had "welcomed him" in its fashion, and told him of all that new arrivals were expected to hear. Obviously he had not taken to their words.
He put his hand on his head, feeling feverish. Nephrite was sweaty and pale, looking quite ill. He'd ignored the warnings before, but what was he to do? Permit physical contact with others seemed clearly like an unfortunate if not desperate option. He had his pride to consider.
He laid his back against a tree near the river, using the shade to his advantage and resting. For now he would have to stay put.]
He put his hand on his head, feeling feverish. Nephrite was sweaty and pale, looking quite ill. He'd ignored the warnings before, but what was he to do? Permit physical contact with others seemed clearly like an unfortunate if not desperate option. He had his pride to consider.
He laid his back against a tree near the river, using the shade to his advantage and resting. For now he would have to stay put.]
[Being in a new place wasn't at scary as Jinsee thought it would be. It wasn't like she was alone as she had her little spider bodygaurds watching her from the shadows. One was hiding in the pocket on her shirt and she gave it a small pat to quite it down when it began to chirp and wiggle impatiently. The concept of having to be touchy feely with other people was something she still didn't quite grasp either. Deciding on taking a look around, her bare feet brushed against the grass, bright blue eyes glancing up at the sky. Something out of the corner of her eyes caught her attention and she peered over.]
...? [It was a guy, by the looks of it. He didn't seem to be in very good shape. Was he sick? Shuffling over, the young teenager crouched down besides him, the simple dress like gown she had on ruffling with her movements. Her hand reaches out to press onto his warm forehead, expression blank.
Was she even doing this right? ..Her mother had always done it to her to check her tempature whenever she caught a cold, so she figured he needed that as well. She makes a tiny questioning sound, before she pulls her hand away.]
...? [It was a guy, by the looks of it. He didn't seem to be in very good shape. Was he sick? Shuffling over, the young teenager crouched down besides him, the simple dress like gown she had on ruffling with her movements. Her hand reaches out to press onto his warm forehead, expression blank.
Was she even doing this right? ..Her mother had always done it to her to check her tempature whenever she caught a cold, so she figured he needed that as well. She makes a tiny questioning sound, before she pulls her hand away.]
[A masked figure cloaked in black kneels quietly outside of the learning center, apparently resting. Or perhaps waiting for somebody.]
[In truth, she's meditating, trying to focus her senses. The young prince must be somewhere close by. She'd be a poor servant indeed if she were to be whisked away to another world entirely without being able to do something about it.]
[So yes. She's still in denial. She's also getting hungry, but she can go without food for a while.]
[In truth, she's meditating, trying to focus her senses. The young prince must be somewhere close by. She'd be a poor servant indeed if she were to be whisked away to another world entirely without being able to do something about it.]
[So yes. She's still in denial. She's also getting hungry, but she can go without food for a while.]
[Lan Fan may sense Pai's approach; then again, she may not. The young girl is very quiet and light on her feet -- you have to be if you're going to live as a child soldier instead of dying as one. In front of the learning center strikes her as a very strange place for a person to be kneeling; curious, she kneels in front of Lan Fan and peers at her mask.]
Hello.
Hello.
[The city intrigues her. She's not as stressed out about it as most would be, as she's been reassured that when she's able to return to her world, it'll be at the same point as when she left. Even if that weren't the case, Bison has been defeated, and her heart is at peace. She'll take the optimistic view and see this as a sort of impromptu vacation. The city itself is nice enough, and she's fairly friendly. A hug a day doesn't seem so bad, and she's made a few friends, so it's not all that awkward.]
[The Chinese Interpol agent is currently seated at a table of an outdoor bistro, enjoying a cup of coffee while idly perusing some of the pamphlets she picked up from the information center.]
[The Chinese Interpol agent is currently seated at a table of an outdoor bistro, enjoying a cup of coffee while idly perusing some of the pamphlets she picked up from the information center.]
[Okay, uh. Wow. There are way more books than Chie was anticipating. Ugh, and she just finished all that studying too, couldn't she just relax and enjoy a normal summer break?]
Ugh...
[Not particularly thrilled with the prospect, Chie drags her feet upon reaching the library. Research is absolutely not her forte, but the others aren't around, so she's got to roll up her sleeves and figure out how to return home to Inaba.]
[But where is she supposed to even start? Maybe under 'H' for 'Home'...?]
Ugh...
[Not particularly thrilled with the prospect, Chie drags her feet upon reaching the library. Research is absolutely not her forte, but the others aren't around, so she's got to roll up her sleeves and figure out how to return home to Inaba.]
[But where is she supposed to even start? Maybe under 'H' for 'Home'...?]
[Actually, there is and he's right behind her.]
Do you need some help?
Do you need some help?
[When she was told that the beach was now available to the public, a river wasn't exactly what Raye had in mind. She peers at the sandy riverbed critically, one hand on her hip, her sunbathing supplies tucked beneath her other arm. A beach was supposed to indicate an ocean, not a stupid river! She'd probably wind up stepping on a rotten fish head if she waded in there. And she'd put on her new red one-piece swimsuit, too, tch...!]
[Miffed, and more than a little disappointed, Raye claims a spot under the full sunlight and snaps out her beach chair. Once settled, she rubs on the sunscreen and slides on the sunglasses. Might as well get a tan, since she lugged all her stuff here already.]
[Miffed, and more than a little disappointed, Raye claims a spot under the full sunlight and snaps out her beach chair. Once settled, she rubs on the sunscreen and slides on the sunglasses. Might as well get a tan, since she lugged all her stuff here already.]
[At the very least Nephrite does not recognize her out of her sailor Henshin. It was only Sailor Moon's identity he had discovered outright. So it was he stepped onto the river's beach with little regard for whom he shared the space with.
He's not in his Dark Kingdom uniform either. Masato Sanjoin was an easier alias to resume, once things were settled down. Thus, he settled for something casual but stylish in wear instead. His eyes stopped on her, and he smiled, though it's not exactly a kind smile. It is a smile, nonetheless.]
He's not in his Dark Kingdom uniform either. Masato Sanjoin was an easier alias to resume, once things were settled down. Thus, he settled for something casual but stylish in wear instead. His eyes stopped on her, and he smiled, though it's not exactly a kind smile. It is a smile, nonetheless.]
[[OOC: Mani's an OC who's journal and stuff is still under construction (She's getting better icons soon I swear). She's from This guys world but an earlier time. She looks like a 12 year old but might come off younger because she's very shy, naive, under-socialized, and obedient. She wears a metal collar and and while it is possible to take off attempting to do so will shock bother her and whoever is tampering with it.
She also has the ability to turn invisible but doesn't use it very much of her own volition, usually just when ordered to by her handler.
Finally have a picture and Sorry for the TL;DR info dump]]
Mani had only been here a few days, it was confusing and she wished Art was here with her. She'd never been anywhere without him or Dr Endymion before. She didn't know the correct way to act around people without them.
Which would be why she'd come to the riverside at night, when it was quiet. There weren't so many people around and she liked to watch the night sky, she almost never got to see it back home. Just fleeting glimpses when she was being transported to or from an exhibition. She grimaced for a moment rubbing her temple her invisibility had stopped working a few days ago. And the headaches were getting more frequent. She really should ask someone to touch her, she just hadn't worked up the nerve yet.
She also has the ability to turn invisible but doesn't use it very much of her own volition, usually just when ordered to by her handler.
Finally have a picture and Sorry for the TL;DR info dump]]
Mani had only been here a few days, it was confusing and she wished Art was here with her. She'd never been anywhere without him or Dr Endymion before. She didn't know the correct way to act around people without them.
Which would be why she'd come to the riverside at night, when it was quiet. There weren't so many people around and she liked to watch the night sky, she almost never got to see it back home. Just fleeting glimpses when she was being transported to or from an exhibition. She grimaced for a moment rubbing her temple her invisibility had stopped working a few days ago. And the headaches were getting more frequent. She really should ask someone to touch her, she just hadn't worked up the nerve yet.
Edited 2013-05-14 08:03 (UTC)
There had been so much hustle and bustle arriving in this strange new place that Miles hadn't had a chance to really sit down and really consider what it all meant. That's how he found himself out at night, meandering the riverside while he contemplated the given information and the implications it could have. He still hadn't completely put aside the notion that this was all some mass-hysteria event or that he was dreaming, although both were looking more and more unlikely.
As he continued to walk, he saw he wasn't alone out here tonight.
As he continued to walk, he saw he wasn't alone out here tonight.
[This is paradise. This is the kind of utopia Master X had been striving for, with lots of happy (or mostly happy) humans, and plenty of energy to go around. She hasn't even spotted any Mavericks in her patrols!]
[Nonetheless, it's a little disconcerting to know that everyone has been plucked up and dropped here without their express permission. Even Leviathan, while happy to serve as a self-imposed guardian of the humans, isn't exactly thrilled at being treated this way. She's a general, after all, and deserving of more respect than this.]
[The downfall to all of that patrolling is a neglect of the primary requirement of all citizens. Leviathan's squeed happily at the humans, but she hasn't really touched any. This would be why her armor seems to be powering down, as is her control over water. Being very much in tune with her malfunctioning systems, Leviathan notices immediately.]
What's this?!
[Her demand isn't directed at anyone in particular. She thrusts out her hand, ordering her spear to manifest. It fails to extend, with nothing more than a decrescendo whine of machinery. This is a problem. Leviathan holds her chin in her hand, frowning.]
[Nonetheless, it's a little disconcerting to know that everyone has been plucked up and dropped here without their express permission. Even Leviathan, while happy to serve as a self-imposed guardian of the humans, isn't exactly thrilled at being treated this way. She's a general, after all, and deserving of more respect than this.]
[The downfall to all of that patrolling is a neglect of the primary requirement of all citizens. Leviathan's squeed happily at the humans, but she hasn't really touched any. This would be why her armor seems to be powering down, as is her control over water. Being very much in tune with her malfunctioning systems, Leviathan notices immediately.]
What's this?!
[Her demand isn't directed at anyone in particular. She thrusts out her hand, ordering her spear to manifest. It fails to extend, with nothing more than a decrescendo whine of machinery. This is a problem. Leviathan holds her chin in her hand, frowning.]
"Hello!" suddenly says the man in a robe behind her. "You make weird noises, for a human!"
Edited 2013-05-15 00:41 (UTC)
[Richard has kept to himself on a physical level since arriving. You don't just go around touching people you don't know. He has been sociable enough, which has meant a few handshakes here or there, maybe a touch on the shoulder, but other kinds of physical contact? Not so much.
And so, some time into his arrival here, Richard is just minding his own business walking down a street when he suddenly starts to feel dizzy. He stops in his tracks and presses a hand to his head.
Okay, no, this isn't good. Richard finds the nearest park bench and sits down. This will probably pass in a few minutes, so he should just rest here and not trouble anyone with it. Good plan? Great plan!]
And so, some time into his arrival here, Richard is just minding his own business walking down a street when he suddenly starts to feel dizzy. He stops in his tracks and presses a hand to his head.
Okay, no, this isn't good. Richard finds the nearest park bench and sits down. This will probably pass in a few minutes, so he should just rest here and not trouble anyone with it. Good plan? Great plan!]
[Hey look, Richard, it is a concerned stranger. Who happens to be carrying a sack full of groceries in his arms, but that's ok. Ember will put them on the bench next to Richard to put a hand on the guy's shoulder.]
Hey, you okay?
[Shit, sick person, what do what do.]
Hey, you okay?
[Shit, sick person, what do what do.]
[It wasn't so much that Ion had been avoiding the cautionary words of the citizens, or trying to be rebellious (Ion was rarely ever rebellious with the actual intent of rebellion)...but rather, he had been trying to avoid being rude, pushy, or plain making anyone uncomfortable.
And if the Fon Master was being quite honest, he himself wasn't all too comfortable with the idea of physical contact with individuals he was unfamiliar with. Whatever the reason, it all led up to Ion stumbling over his own feet and barely catching himself from falling completely.
As he forces himself to rest heavily against the wall of the building closest to him from where he was walking through the city, he tries to look on the bright side. At least this wasn't exactly an unfamiliar sensation. Ion was quite accustomed to being dizzy. Still, it was troubling.
Now, he had even more limitations than before. Even further restrictions upon his independence.]
And if the Fon Master was being quite honest, he himself wasn't all too comfortable with the idea of physical contact with individuals he was unfamiliar with. Whatever the reason, it all led up to Ion stumbling over his own feet and barely catching himself from falling completely.
As he forces himself to rest heavily against the wall of the building closest to him from where he was walking through the city, he tries to look on the bright side. At least this wasn't exactly an unfamiliar sensation. Ion was quite accustomed to being dizzy. Still, it was troubling.
Now, he had even more limitations than before. Even further restrictions upon his independence.]
[Luckily for Ion, there is a redhead around who is extremely sensitive to the struggles of green-haired replicas. Even if the seventh replica isn't the usual recipient of Ember's concerned brofeels, that doesn't mean he's going to get ignored.
Have a redhead in your face, Ion, hands reaching out to support you without the slightest bit of hesitation. You're one of his little brothers, too.]
Hey, Seven? Ion? You okay?
[The nickname should be the first clue that not all is as it seems. The second is probably the long hair pooling over Ember's shoulders and somewhat ridiculous fluffy collar.]
Have a redhead in your face, Ion, hands reaching out to support you without the slightest bit of hesitation. You're one of his little brothers, too.]
Hey, Seven? Ion? You okay?
[The nickname should be the first clue that not all is as it seems. The second is probably the long hair pooling over Ember's shoulders and somewhat ridiculous fluffy collar.]
I get all of this?!
[Tohru stands just outside the doorway of her apartment, clutching her guides and pamphlets to her chest. Her eyes are the size of dinnerplates as she gapes openly at the place she's now to call home. Her guide, standing beside her, has been supremely kind to help her get situated and calm her down. While she's still nervous about being here, she has to admit, having such a lavish (in her opinion) place all to herself is an incredible surprise.]
But it's so nice...! It has to cost a fortune!
[OOC: Want to play tourguide to a cheerful dork? Step right up!]
[Tohru stands just outside the doorway of her apartment, clutching her guides and pamphlets to her chest. Her eyes are the size of dinnerplates as she gapes openly at the place she's now to call home. Her guide, standing beside her, has been supremely kind to help her get situated and calm her down. While she's still nervous about being here, she has to admit, having such a lavish (in her opinion) place all to herself is an incredible surprise.]
But it's so nice...! It has to cost a fortune!
[OOC: Want to play tourguide to a cheerful dork? Step right up!]
[ Steph is just heading home when she passes the pair. And, well, Tohru is loud. She chuckles. ]
Welcome to the good life. Makes the whole kidnapping thing seem less awful, doesn't it? [ Yeah she's not used to nice things either. ]
Welcome to the good life. Makes the whole kidnapping thing seem less awful, doesn't it? [ Yeah she's not used to nice things either. ]
[It might look like the scrawny brunette huddled inside the apartment building's lobby is going through withdrawal symptoms; she's pale, sweating profusely, and shaking like a leaf. But she's just new. Maybe a little too new, because this doesn't look at all like the last place she remembers...which...should be a good thing because Japan is no longer a great place to visit.]
[For Miranda, though, it's a nightmare. She has no idea where she is, or where any of the other exorcists are. Is it some sort of enemy trick? Is this all some terribly (pleasant) illusion?! If only she'd been more watchful, this wouldn't have happened!]
I'm sorryyyyyyyyyyy.........!!!
[Why yes, she is apologizing to the houseplant in the corner. Sort of. Her apology is directed more toward her friends but they're kind of absent.]
[For Miranda, though, it's a nightmare. She has no idea where she is, or where any of the other exorcists are. Is it some sort of enemy trick? Is this all some terribly (pleasant) illusion?! If only she'd been more watchful, this wouldn't have happened!]
I'm sorryyyyyyyyyyy.........!!!
[Why yes, she is apologizing to the houseplant in the corner. Sort of. Her apology is directed more toward her friends but they're kind of absent.]
...Are you apologizing to a plant?
[Congratulations on being the most socially awkward person Ember has ever encountered, Miranda. The redhead is standing behind her, his hands on his hips holding back the lower flaps of his open coat, with a confused look on his face. His tone of voice isn't rude, just... Confused. Very confused.
And maybe a little concerned.]
[Congratulations on being the most socially awkward person Ember has ever encountered, Miranda. The redhead is standing behind her, his hands on his hips holding back the lower flaps of his open coat, with a confused look on his face. His tone of voice isn't rude, just... Confused. Very confused.
And maybe a little concerned.]
Ah ha ha, hello! I guess you like this character? :Da
justafailboat
- 2013-05-14 09:06 (UTC) - ExpandI LOVE DGM SO MUCH AAAAH beyond pleased, Mirandas are so rare too
flamesfanned
- 2013-05-14 14:56 (UTC) - ExpandI haven't played her in years, so I feel a bit rusty. Still, this is good incentive to brush up!
justafailboat
- 2013-05-17 19:52 (UTC) - ExpandYeah~! I'm still a bit rusty with Lavi as well. It''s been a while
lavible
- 2013-05-17 21:29 (UTC) - Expand[Morgan is sitting on the ground in the library section, a large stack of books right beside him. He's currently flipping through and scanning one rather large book. He's holding it just enough so the title can be read, revealing it to be Roman Battle Tactics 109BC-AD313. For such a title, the young man has quite a happy, even amused look on his face.
Remember that large stack of books? Well, it's taller than he is while he's sitting. The stack of books ends up finally keeling over on top of him. He lets out a rather loud surprised sound as he wasn't prepared for that.]
Remember that large stack of books? Well, it's taller than he is while he's sitting. The stack of books ends up finally keeling over on top of him. He lets out a rather loud surprised sound as he wasn't prepared for that.]
[Pilouette, who had been meandering around the library more just for something to do rather than because she was especially interested in being there, jumps a little when she hears that cry of surprise. Frowning a bit, she steps out from behind the shelf she was browsing just as the last book finishes tumbling down on him. She quickly scrambles over to check it out and speaks to him in a whisper. They are in a library, after all.]
Hey! Hey, are you okay...?!
Hey! Hey, are you okay...?!
Natasha Romanoff | MCU (Wonderland AU) | Option 2
losemyselfinriddles
2013-05-14 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
She hasn't been around very long, only a few days but it has been enough to tell her that it's not home and it's not Wonderland and it's not anywhere she's ever been before. She's going between sad and a little scared, delighted, and melancholy over the whole thing but at the moment? She's too distracted by the water to feel much of anything.
Natasha has stripped off her shoes and socks, dipped her toes into the water and lets her eyes close. It's nice, quiet here and she can think a little more clearly with the water lapping at her toes.
She's not sure what she's going to do about all of this but, aright now? In this quiet moment to herself, it doesn't entirely matter.
Natasha has stripped off her shoes and socks, dipped her toes into the water and lets her eyes close. It's nice, quiet here and she can think a little more clearly with the water lapping at her toes.
She's not sure what she's going to do about all of this but, aright now? In this quiet moment to herself, it doesn't entirely matter.
Edited 2013-05-14 09:10 (UTC)
[Option 4](Stage 2)
[Pilouette has not been particularly happy with this whole situation. Being ripped from her home to another world was bad enough but to make it worse, it was a world where she had to go around touching or hugging people she hardly knew which was just weird and kind of gross. She's been trying to get through by getting contact by way of standing shoulder to shoulder with people in crowded areas and shaking hands whenever it seemed normal, but it's not enough.
As she walks around the apartment building, she's noticeably slow and wobbly and her expression is one of absolute misery. She does her best to stand up straight but, in this case, her best isn't very good at all and her condition is only getting worse.]
[Option 2]
[Having adjusted to her new situation, Pilouette was really settling in and was pretty excited to hear that there was a beach nearby, having never actually been to one. She heads down wearing a sundress, only to be disappointed.
...A river. Pouting a little, she spreads out a small picnic blanket, sits down and just does her best to take in her surroundings, muttering to herself.]
Geez, and I was like, totally excited, too...!
[Pilouette has not been particularly happy with this whole situation. Being ripped from her home to another world was bad enough but to make it worse, it was a world where she had to go around touching or hugging people she hardly knew which was just weird and kind of gross. She's been trying to get through by getting contact by way of standing shoulder to shoulder with people in crowded areas and shaking hands whenever it seemed normal, but it's not enough.
As she walks around the apartment building, she's noticeably slow and wobbly and her expression is one of absolute misery. She does her best to stand up straight but, in this case, her best isn't very good at all and her condition is only getting worse.]
[Option 2]
[Having adjusted to her new situation, Pilouette was really settling in and was pretty excited to hear that there was a beach nearby, having never actually been to one. She heads down wearing a sundress, only to be disappointed.
...A river. Pouting a little, she spreads out a small picnic blanket, sits down and just does her best to take in her surroundings, muttering to herself.]
Geez, and I was like, totally excited, too...!
[Nearby enough to overhear, Yuna had just been taking a break from her swimming practice. She looks over at Pilouette, then out at the water. Given that over half of her life was spent growing up on an island...]
I suppose it is quite different, isn't it?
[Her voice is the slightest bit uncomfortable, however. Maybe she doesn't mind it as much?]
I suppose it is quite different, isn't it?
[Her voice is the slightest bit uncomfortable, however. Maybe she doesn't mind it as much?]
[It took Shiki a while to get herself on the network. After processing what is happening and she needed to do while she was in the city, she thought of a way to help out people who may have a little problem with the cuddling department. She makes her broadcast a few days after she has settled in the city, doing her best to ignore the symptoms that are starting to act up on her.]
Hi! [She waves to the camera. Still looking pretty chipper despite she's feeling a little under the weather] This is Shiki Misaki and I guess I'm one of the new arrivals here. Um, this is maybe a weird request but if anyone is having trouble finding someone who would be willing to...
[She finds herself blushing at this part, not knowing the right word to use for this.] to, um, touch them? Like, hold their hand or hug them or whatever, they can give me a call. I'd be willing to help them out as best as I can. It's no trouble at all! So...
[Fidgeting a little in her seat before waving goodbye to the camera.] Bye.
[click]
Hi! [She waves to the camera. Still looking pretty chipper despite she's feeling a little under the weather] This is Shiki Misaki and I guess I'm one of the new arrivals here. Um, this is maybe a weird request but if anyone is having trouble finding someone who would be willing to...
[She finds herself blushing at this part, not knowing the right word to use for this.] to, um, touch them? Like, hold their hand or hug them or whatever, they can give me a call. I'd be willing to help them out as best as I can. It's no trouble at all! So...
[Fidgeting a little in her seat before waving goodbye to the camera.] Bye.
[click]
[OPTION 4]
[ Someone? Is a very stubborn lone wolf. A man wearing a red headband and matching cloak who is, most definitely, ignoring all words of ~contact~ with ~people~ and it's really going to bite him in the ass, because he's beginning to feel sick.
You can probably see Domon hanging around inside the floor level of the guest apartments, looking kind of ill and broody. He's obviously not in a good mood, but surely you're generous enough to be all, "hey you should hug someone", right? ]
[OPTION 5]
[ SPARRING. Screw hugging people, he didn't CARE about that--what he wanted was to find someone worthy as his opponent. So he was going to bug people to see who'd be the most interested, of course. And if they weren't obviously strong, they might know someone who WAS. ]
Hey, you. You know anyone around here who can throw a decent punch?
[ Wow what are manners. ]
[ Someone? Is a very stubborn lone wolf. A man wearing a red headband and matching cloak who is, most definitely, ignoring all words of ~contact~ with ~people~ and it's really going to bite him in the ass, because he's beginning to feel sick.
You can probably see Domon hanging around inside the floor level of the guest apartments, looking kind of ill and broody. He's obviously not in a good mood, but surely you're generous enough to be all, "hey you should hug someone", right? ]
[OPTION 5]
[ SPARRING. Screw hugging people, he didn't CARE about that--what he wanted was to find someone worthy as his opponent. So he was going to bug people to see who'd be the most interested, of course. And if they weren't obviously strong, they might know someone who WAS. ]
Hey, you. You know anyone around here who can throw a decent punch?
[ Wow what are manners. ]
Super damn late but what the hell. Option 5, launching!
drivenblades
2013-05-25 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Walking was weird. He didn't stumble, exactly, but his body threatened to. Shame he hadn't the abandon to punch it. So concentrated was Draven on considering that he nearly passed Domon by...but there's a sharpness devoid of steel.
Draven stops. Laughs once in his soft way, and turns to face him. ]
Candor for a challenge? Fair trade. Find a spot you won't flay yourself on - maybe it'll be worth more for it.
Draven stops. Laughs once in his soft way, and turns to face him. ]
Candor for a challenge? Fair trade. Find a spot you won't flay yourself on - maybe it'll be worth more for it.
[ Option 4 ]
[ A casual touch on the hand or a bump of the shoulder in passing. A baseless smile as he traded trivial greetings with the natives as they gave him knowing looks at the slight pallor of his skin and the sheen of sweat on his brow.
It wasn't that he cared for challenging the system. He just didn't care. What was it to him if he died or lived because he couldnn't be bothered to find a victim to hug? He's embraced many before. He could do it again.
No, that wasn't the issue here, it was much more base then that. What reason did he have for living when she was no longer here? There was none and so Jack stumbled through the City, searching, aching, wondering how many more days and weeks before sweet oblivion took him. ]
[ Option 5 ]
[ Jack still wasn't keen on living, but he knew the futility of not trying so well now. Someone always got in the way. And so today, he's standing in the public gardens staring at a tree. His braid swung slightly as he tilted his head. ]
Yes, yes you will do.
[ and with a smile almost akin to pleasure, he placed one hand on a low hanging branch and his foot on the trunk. And then he pulled himself up. Mmhmm. That's right. He's climbing the tree and if you happen to miss his trek up, well... if you happen to hear some undignified snoring from above, well... watch out. He may just fall on you.
Opps? ]
[ A casual touch on the hand or a bump of the shoulder in passing. A baseless smile as he traded trivial greetings with the natives as they gave him knowing looks at the slight pallor of his skin and the sheen of sweat on his brow.
It wasn't that he cared for challenging the system. He just didn't care. What was it to him if he died or lived because he couldnn't be bothered to find a victim to hug? He's embraced many before. He could do it again.
No, that wasn't the issue here, it was much more base then that. What reason did he have for living when she was no longer here? There was none and so Jack stumbled through the City, searching, aching, wondering how many more days and weeks before sweet oblivion took him. ]
[ Option 5 ]
[ Jack still wasn't keen on living, but he knew the futility of not trying so well now. Someone always got in the way. And so today, he's standing in the public gardens staring at a tree. His braid swung slightly as he tilted his head. ]
Yes, yes you will do.
[ and with a smile almost akin to pleasure, he placed one hand on a low hanging branch and his foot on the trunk. And then he pulled himself up. Mmhmm. That's right. He's climbing the tree and if you happen to miss his trek up, well... if you happen to hear some undignified snoring from above, well... watch out. He may just fall on you.
Opps? ]
Edited (can't keep my options straight -_-;) 2013-05-14 12:19 (UTC)
[May fall?
Well, Jack has made a fine breaking pillow out of this princess, whose face is firmly placed into the ground now. Ow, he's heavy!]
Well, Jack has made a fine breaking pillow out of this princess, whose face is firmly placed into the ground now. Ow, he's heavy!]
fjdks excuse my rusty muse. I haven't had a chance to review yet!
fixated
- 2013-05-15 00:50 (UTC) - ExpandI am calling you the destroyer of my inbox. Nothing more, nothing less.
fixated
- 2013-05-15 03:30 (UTC) - Expand[Annie hits the beach and doesn't hesitate, heading straight for the shoreline. She pauses just long enough to strip off her shoes and socks, but that's all. She doesn't even bother to stop to think about swimsuits; she runs straight in till she gets far enough to submerge herself completely, and then she does.
After the second time she submerges, cutting across the water and reemerging quite far away, she leans back to float and take a look around. It's the first time she's really looked content since she arrived, the water making her feel more at home. It's one of the few things she really misses about Panem, and now, here she is.
It makes her a little braver than she ordinarily is, and if anyone does seem to need help around her, she'll be glad to make her way over and see if she can teach them a thing or two.]
After the second time she submerges, cutting across the water and reemerging quite far away, she leans back to float and take a look around. It's the first time she's really looked content since she arrived, the water making her feel more at home. It's one of the few things she really misses about Panem, and now, here she is.
It makes her a little braver than she ordinarily is, and if anyone does seem to need help around her, she'll be glad to make her way over and see if she can teach them a thing or two.]
Edited 2013-05-14 12:21 (UTC)
[OPTION 4]
[What an odd predicament. Physical contact? Withdrawal symptoms? ~hugging~ complete strangers? What perversion of decency and all common sense was this? Since arriving in this strange plane, Shanoa's been plagued with confusion and questions, and not many of them answered. It doesn't help that the memories of her past, as well as the emotions that accompany them are still muted due to her previous encounter with a certain and extremely gaudy Vampire Lord. The fact still stands that she's become ill, however, and the sudden failure of her glyphs to activate -- well, let's just say it'll be hard to make toast like a normal person after you've come to realize how easily so many problems can be solved with a Melio Culter into Ignis glyph combination.
And so, our brave, socially inept heroine can be found wandering about the apartment areas, looking for a means to socialize just long enough to bum a hug, or a handshake or somesuch nonsense off someone. Gods, why her? And how was this so hard?]
[OPTION 2]
[While she won't be quick to admit such a thing, the sight of the beach isn't something Shanoa is used to anymore, or maybe she wasn't ever drawn to them in the first place. It's not like water frightens her or anything, oh, far from it, it's just that she isn't used to seeing the stuff without bracing for some sort of aquatic combat - afterall, her most recent encounter with the sea ended with a series of homicidal mermaid attacks, a gigantic crab that literally SCREAMED at her, a few murderous sea spirits and, well, need she go on? Still, seeing the water so calm is ... oddly fascinating, and she's never quite had the time to admire it so.]
[What an odd predicament. Physical contact? Withdrawal symptoms? ~hugging~ complete strangers? What perversion of decency and all common sense was this? Since arriving in this strange plane, Shanoa's been plagued with confusion and questions, and not many of them answered. It doesn't help that the memories of her past, as well as the emotions that accompany them are still muted due to her previous encounter with a certain and extremely gaudy Vampire Lord. The fact still stands that she's become ill, however, and the sudden failure of her glyphs to activate -- well, let's just say it'll be hard to make toast like a normal person after you've come to realize how easily so many problems can be solved with a Melio Culter into Ignis glyph combination.
And so, our brave, socially inept heroine can be found wandering about the apartment areas, looking for a means to socialize just long enough to bum a hug, or a handshake or somesuch nonsense off someone. Gods, why her? And how was this so hard?]
[OPTION 2]
[While she won't be quick to admit such a thing, the sight of the beach isn't something Shanoa is used to anymore, or maybe she wasn't ever drawn to them in the first place. It's not like water frightens her or anything, oh, far from it, it's just that she isn't used to seeing the stuff without bracing for some sort of aquatic combat - afterall, her most recent encounter with the sea ended with a series of homicidal mermaid attacks, a gigantic crab that literally SCREAMED at her, a few murderous sea spirits and, well, need she go on? Still, seeing the water so calm is ... oddly fascinating, and she's never quite had the time to admire it so.]
Edited (VAMPIRES BLEEEUUHH!!!) 2013-05-14 13:50 (UTC)
[Irene takes her time exploring. If this is going to be her home for the time being, she'd like to be as familiar with it as possible. So after familiarizing herself with her own room, she heads for the common areas and takes a good look at the amenities.
She spends some time looking around the media room, trying the devices and seeing if anything's all that different from home. The meeting areas and ballroom get shots taken with her phone, noting them in the event that she might need them. The library she makes note of and chooses to come back to on another day. But it's the dining areas she lingers the longest in, getting herself a cup of tea and then settling in to see the sorts of people that come in and out.
Through it all, she's friendly and open and more than willing to strike up conversation. If people are how you survive here, than the sooner she starts meeting people, the better.]
She spends some time looking around the media room, trying the devices and seeing if anything's all that different from home. The meeting areas and ballroom get shots taken with her phone, noting them in the event that she might need them. The library she makes note of and chooses to come back to on another day. But it's the dining areas she lingers the longest in, getting herself a cup of tea and then settling in to see the sorts of people that come in and out.
Through it all, she's friendly and open and more than willing to strike up conversation. If people are how you survive here, than the sooner she starts meeting people, the better.]
May is hanging out at the dining areas as well, having snagged an ice cream and a seat to observe people. She's been wandering already, getting to know the place and is not really sure what she makes of it. It's interesting though, she'll give it that much.
Spotting Irene, she smiles, getting to her feet and walking over.
"Hey," she greets with a smile. "Mind if I join you. It's getting pretty lonely in my corner of the world."
Spotting Irene, she smiles, getting to her feet and walking over.
"Hey," she greets with a smile. "Mind if I join you. It's getting pretty lonely in my corner of the world."
[Where there is the opportunity to learn something new, there is River Tam. It's not long before she discovers the Learning Center, and then it practically becomes her new home, as much as her own room. Some days, more than.
So, scarcely a week after her arrival and days after her discovery of the place, of course she's there again. Today is a communal center day -- if only because, what with the fascination with tucking herself into quiet corners of the labs and libraries, she hasn't gotten quite as much contact as she probably should have in the past couple of days.
She still has a book, though, and she's pretty absorbed in it. The main distinction between her and the natives right now is that she's drifting around on her feet, and that she smiles and doesn't turn people away when they talk to her.]
So, scarcely a week after her arrival and days after her discovery of the place, of course she's there again. Today is a communal center day -- if only because, what with the fascination with tucking herself into quiet corners of the labs and libraries, she hasn't gotten quite as much contact as she probably should have in the past couple of days.
She still has a book, though, and she's pretty absorbed in it. The main distinction between her and the natives right now is that she's drifting around on her feet, and that she smiles and doesn't turn people away when they talk to her.]
Pippin isn't much of a reader, but he's definitely a wanderer, and he comes into the Learning Center a lot on his wanderings. Spotting River actually walking and reading at the same time is officially impressive, and he's usually happy to dole out compliments, even weird ones, at a moment's notice.
So, he comes up beside her, standing on tip-toe to see what she's reading, and offers cheerfully, "I'm impressed! How do you manage not to bump into things?"
So, he comes up beside her, standing on tip-toe to see what she's reading, and offers cheerfully, "I'm impressed! How do you manage not to bump into things?"
[Summer was probably Minako's all-time favorite season, if she had to choose. The sun was almost always out, the weather was warm, and people were more likely to spend their time outside, being more active!
She had good memories associated with the beach, so when she caught wind of the amenities opening up by the river-side, well, she just couldn't resist. It would've been ideal to have brought someone along with her to explore - after all, with two people, you could cover more ground, and the extra company was undeniably welcome.
But Minako was always the outgoing sort. If she couldn't rope someone in on the way there, surely there would be other like-minded folks on location who'd be down for a little exploration...and maybe sampling the wares of that cozy-looking restaurant?]
She had good memories associated with the beach, so when she caught wind of the amenities opening up by the river-side, well, she just couldn't resist. It would've been ideal to have brought someone along with her to explore - after all, with two people, you could cover more ground, and the extra company was undeniably welcome.
But Minako was always the outgoing sort. If she couldn't rope someone in on the way there, surely there would be other like-minded folks on location who'd be down for a little exploration...and maybe sampling the wares of that cozy-looking restaurant?]
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