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Entry tags:
- ahiru (princess tutu),
- allen walker (d. gray-man),
- chrono (chrono crusade),
- francœur (a monster in paris),
- howard link (d.gray-man),
- ico "von viking" (ico: citm),
- katniss everdeen (the hunger games),
- kevin cecil (makai ouji),
- lea (kingdom hearts),
- lenalee lee (d.gray-man),
- martin "suave" darkov (original),
- oz vessalius (pandora hearts),
- rosette christopher (chrono crusade),
- soldier blue (toward the terra),
- sora (kingdom hearts),
- xerxes break (pandora hearts),
- yuri lowell (tales of vesperia)
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Date & Time: Several days after the necromorph outbreak
Location: A VR room
Characters: Chrono + Rosette + open!
Summary: Lil bit of coping in-between zombie apocalypses and civil wars, nbd
Warnings:None! KEVIN AND BREAK
Notes: Feel free to tag around also! ♥
[ Chrono doesn't bother to close the door when he finally decides to try one of these rooms for himself. Something about the last few days (weeks) (months) has left him unwilling to stay in enclosed spaces too long, with no obvious path of exist. Too much like a lab or an undead-lined hallway.
But these concerns slowly melt away as he sets about instructing the AI, and the room gives way to a place that isn't a room at all.
Mountains rise up in the distance, framing a blue, clear sky, and a faint breeze rustles the treetops of a thick Michigan forest. Birdcalls ride that wind, and the air smells cleaner, fresher, than any moon base could reasonably boast. Where the blanket of trees ends, a large, glassy lake gleams in the sunlight. He takes care with this part—instructs the AI to make the water a temperature a bit too low to be entirely comfortable for swimming, knowing full well that this won't actually be a deterrent. But it wouldn't be right, otherwise.
He takes his time strolling from one familiar landmark to the next, having the computer make adjustments as necessary. He doesn't miss details, either; for all the times that Rosette brought him to this very place, his eyes had missed nothing. They were wide and all-absorbing, like someone who had been born anew and was discovering the world for the first time.
(Likely because, in all honesty, he had been.)
He stops once he circles back around to the open door—a black silhouette hanging oddly in the landscape, and the only giveaway that none of this is real. It's here that he surveys the scene as a whole, the sum of all its little memory-parts. ]
Perfect.
[ Well. There's still a thing or two missing. ]
... Almost.
Location: A VR room
Characters: Chrono + Rosette + open!
Summary: Lil bit of coping in-between zombie apocalypses and civil wars, nbd
Warnings:
Notes: Feel free to tag around also! ♥
[ Chrono doesn't bother to close the door when he finally decides to try one of these rooms for himself. Something about the last few days (weeks) (months) has left him unwilling to stay in enclosed spaces too long, with no obvious path of exist. Too much like a lab or an undead-lined hallway.
But these concerns slowly melt away as he sets about instructing the AI, and the room gives way to a place that isn't a room at all.
Mountains rise up in the distance, framing a blue, clear sky, and a faint breeze rustles the treetops of a thick Michigan forest. Birdcalls ride that wind, and the air smells cleaner, fresher, than any moon base could reasonably boast. Where the blanket of trees ends, a large, glassy lake gleams in the sunlight. He takes care with this part—instructs the AI to make the water a temperature a bit too low to be entirely comfortable for swimming, knowing full well that this won't actually be a deterrent. But it wouldn't be right, otherwise.
He takes his time strolling from one familiar landmark to the next, having the computer make adjustments as necessary. He doesn't miss details, either; for all the times that Rosette brought him to this very place, his eyes had missed nothing. They were wide and all-absorbing, like someone who had been born anew and was discovering the world for the first time.
(Likely because, in all honesty, he had been.)
He stops once he circles back around to the open door—a black silhouette hanging oddly in the landscape, and the only giveaway that none of this is real. It's here that he surveys the scene as a whole, the sum of all its little memory-parts. ]
Perfect.
[ Well. There's still a thing or two missing. ]
... Almost.
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...It seems to me you have an unfair advantage.
[He is not wearing skirts.]
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[He takes his shoes and socks off, then tries to draw up his trousers as best as he can.]
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Rosette creeps to the bank and steps gentle, carefully into the still waters searching out the familiar form...]
We'll see who gets to laugh later~
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Unrolling his sleeves and sinking both arms elbow deep in the mud, he bets that, as the angel of earth, he has a 50% chance of succeeding at catching an amphibious creatures...Yes?]
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Already?!
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Come back, Apple Butter! You have a glorious future ahead of you! ~
[He jumps after the frog, paying no heed to the mud splashing on his impeccable suit.]
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In the mean time, Rosette shows no such restraint, just diving right for the FROG BORN TO GREATNESS of her own!!!]
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To his right, Rosette surfaces with three weeds, a lot of muck... and one enormous, fat frog.]
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Do not fear, Apple Butter, gravity and resistance are against them.
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Do not tell me I did not warn you in advance ~
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....
[She finds the usual spot, a sloped hill, running downwards towards a half rotted stump, water lapping behind it.]
First one to the stump wins.
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[Kevin places the tiny frog on the ground, whispering fatherly encouragements over its head.]
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[She sets the frog down on the slope and with a pat on the frog, yells GO!
It hops once and stares up at her.]
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Ah~ ~ Isn't she adorable?
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[It doesn't move, placidly sitting in place.]
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That is, Apple Butter. You are almost there!
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Don't let that tart get the best of you!
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...I believe that is the wrong way.
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Still, this innocent being of light and fretting is clapping his hands at Apple Butter, completely unaware of Rosette's misdeed. What would Sister Kate think?]
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GO GO!
YES!
[SPLASH! The disgruntled frog makes landing in the waters.]
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[So exited over her victory that he picks her up and twirls with her.]
Congratulations ~
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