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[When the communications cut out, Frisk is far enough out that they can't see the more familiar reefs and creatures and most of what they can see looks the same--it's mostly kelp. Treading water with fluttering movements that betray signs of a child who isn't used to spending quite this much time in the ocean, Frisk reaches for the nearest kelp stalk and clings on to it in the hopes it will support their weight and allow them to rest, at least for a little while.

It really is getting dark, though. They can't see the bottom of the kelp forest anymore. But surely someone else must be out here, right? Slowly, Frisk weaves through the kelp, leapfrogging from one stalk to the next. It doesn't occur to them to call out telepathically; hopefully they don't run into anyone who's easily startled.]
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[Lithuania, for once, is early. Too early, actually--she's been pacing nervously outside the restaurant for ten minutes now. Pacing in a dress, which is really only making her stomach knot up more. The restaurant calls for more fancy attire, so she didn't have to explain why Poland should dress up, but--well, Poland might have, anyway. She liked that sort of thing.

Lithuania fusses with her cell phone. She still has some time. Does Poland arrive early to these sorts of things? Lithuania can't really say. Usually Lithuania's the one being held up for some reason or another.]
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(Using B from the Test Dive.)

[Oh, looks like the communications devices aren't working. Well, that's fine. Feferi's nocturnal anyway, she can just swim back, or even find a nice cave to nap in until--

Wait. She's not actually alone, is she? And a lot of the other species here are so fragile in the water. Well, Feferi Peixes isn't about to let anyone die in the ocean on her watch! Probably. ...She's not actually sure what these other species might need help with. She turns and flicks the fins at the sides of her head curiously.]


Are you cold? Or hungry? Or thirsty?

[Who knows what she plans on actually doing about any of those potential problems. Also, she hasn't addressed the "lost in the ocean with no navigation devices" problem.]

Call Me Out

May. 6th, 2015 10:30 pm
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【the CALL ME OUT meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

what a day to explode )
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[Having lived most of her life secluded in her bedroom, the bright lights and massive crowds of Bavan are overwhelming. Even with her emotions roiling inside her, she can't feel the ice in her fingers, but she keeps her gloves on nonetheless, having put them on every day since she arrived. She has to be sure that curse doesn't come back and catch her by surprise.

Walking slowly through the streets, hands folded neatly in front of her to keep them out of the way, she finds herself slipping through the crowd with mumbled apologies and excuse mes as she tries not to run into anyone. Being so close to so many people is at once thrilling and terrifying, and she's starting to think she should have stayed in Vandere.

The smell of candy and chocolate catches her attention, though, and draws her to one window in particular. It appears to be a high-quality candy shop, and Elsa can't help but stop and look longingly through the window. She doesn't have any money here, so there's not much she can do except look. Still...]


It smells so good. [At some point she should probably try to break her habit of talking to herself.]
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(Based on scenario one from the Ryslig Test Drive.)

Leviathan! Leviathan, please wake up.

[Anyone following the sounds of a very worried teenage girl will find a rather strange sight--Squigly is nudging and petting and fussing over a strange white snake dragon sticking out of her own head. The creature is obviously very deeply asleep, hanging limply from her head like a second pigtail.

And Squigly can feel the weight of him coiled in her. They're practically one being, she knows he's all there. But having been fished up out of the water and arriving somewhere so strange, so unlike New Meridian, she has no idea how long she's been asleep or what might have happened in the interim. She can't feel the pressure of a Skullgirl on her will, but neither is Leviathan's voice there to keep her company.]


It's okay. [She strokes the head of her sleeping parasite.] I'll figure out a way to help you.
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[There are a lot of things Lithuania didn't want to happen today. There are a lot of things Lithuania didn't want to happen recently, in fact, up to and including waking up in this place at all, but right now being lost in the woods was at the top of his list. Not only was it unfortunate, it was embarrassing--Lithuania had spent a lot of his young life wandering forests and he hated to think his sense of direction had deteriorated so much now that he lived in an age of GPS and roads connecting cities and towns. He's sure he's ended up looping around at least twice, no matter how impossible that feels to him, and did he just hear giggling?

He's trying not to be too jumpy, but by this point, it's gone from just an embarrassing annoyance to being eerie. He's sure he's just hearing things, though. No one else is even here.]
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[It's starting to snow, but Lithuania doesn't mind it yet--it's not heavy, and he's a little distracted. Not that that isn't normal for him, of course--he's prone to daydreaming and distractions. Unfortunately, this means he's not paying attention to how Poland's acting, either.]
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[Alfred is no stranger to being hungry in the middle of the night, but he hasn't been at the Institute long, so padding out of his room and into the hallways is a much more eerie experience than it ever was at home. It isn't as if the place is empty, but it feels that way when it's so quiet, and he catches himself holding his breath in some half-remembered childish fear of monsters and ghosts. Well, maybe more than half-remembered.

He yawns as he walks into the kitchen--hopefully there's something laying around that doesn't require too much thought to prepare, or maybe something he can just eat without doing anything else. The sooner he doesn't have to walk through the dark halls anymore tonight, the better.]
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[Playing piano in the music room after school. Alone. He made sure to check that no one was in the hallways first and everything.]
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[Momoka is perched on a bench in the park, holding her bracelet out in front of her and beaming at the camera.]

Have you seen the horses here? They have eight legs!

[The camera shifts wildly as she points it at one of the aforementioned eight-legged horses. Momoka continues talking even though you can't see her.]

I'm sure they're even prettier in color. Everything here will be, since it's all so nice right now. Do you think everything will start getting colored in soon?

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