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sticksandbones2023-12-16 10:05 am
livlaughlove) wrote in sticksandbones2023-12-16 10:05 am
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01 ⸸⸸ arrival & december catch-all
Who: Livio and you !
What: fresh meat
When: now! and throughout december until... otherwise!
Where: in town
Warnings: will warn as necessary in tags. potential for dog related trauma and mentions of animal cruelty.
i. arrival
[The last thing he remembers is the all-encompassing exhaustion that only settles over him after a particularly brutal fight. The muffled sound of thunder in the distance. Black...
And now, pure white.
Livio... does not recognize what he's standing in, white and cold, even through his boots. In fact, the cold is so biting that it seeps into the leather and turns it frigid against his feet and ankles. This is, of course, to say nothing of the skyward particles hitting the bare skin of half of his head and... pretty much his entire torso.
Obviously, he isn't in Hopeland anymore, or even on No Man's Land. But that shouldn't be possible, following... well, common sense.
Oh, well. He can't just stand here looking stupid. Might as well try to avoid the dog that seems way too interested in him and instead find his... companions.
... He's going to have to get used to that.]
Nick? Mr. Vash?
ii. manor
[Livio had done his best to ditch the dog. Nothing against it or the unfamiliar headwear in its mouth – actually, he figures that staying far away from it is doing it a favor.
Of course, fate is a cruel mistress, and he can't seem to evade it for long. Some strange feeling of nostalgia has led him through the small town, and he ends up at the fence of a manor, farther down the length of which the same dog seems drawn to. This is probably its home, Livio figures, so... once more, he tries to stay as far away from it as possible. The dog feeling the need to defend its property from Livio is his nightmare scenario.
Still, something keeps him here. He walks the length of the fence, seeming to strain against one of his senses.
By now, the cold has really settled in, and unsurprisingly so. His pants and sleeves are skin-tight leather, and his shirt appears to have been blown completely off. That leaves a whole lot of tan skin that seems much better suited to a desert exposed to the bitter cold. And yet, he manages to simply ignore his body's violent shivers in favor of staring intently toward the manor's attic... and at anyone who happens to pass nearby.]
Excuse me – do you know who lives here?
iii. free space
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What: fresh meat
When: now! and throughout december until... otherwise!
Where: in town
Warnings: will warn as necessary in tags. potential for dog related trauma and mentions of animal cruelty.
i. arrival
[The last thing he remembers is the all-encompassing exhaustion that only settles over him after a particularly brutal fight. The muffled sound of thunder in the distance. Black...
And now, pure white.
Livio... does not recognize what he's standing in, white and cold, even through his boots. In fact, the cold is so biting that it seeps into the leather and turns it frigid against his feet and ankles. This is, of course, to say nothing of the skyward particles hitting the bare skin of half of his head and... pretty much his entire torso.
Obviously, he isn't in Hopeland anymore, or even on No Man's Land. But that shouldn't be possible, following... well, common sense.
Oh, well. He can't just stand here looking stupid. Might as well try to avoid the dog that seems way too interested in him and instead find his... companions.
... He's going to have to get used to that.]
Nick? Mr. Vash?
ii. manor
[Livio had done his best to ditch the dog. Nothing against it or the unfamiliar headwear in its mouth – actually, he figures that staying far away from it is doing it a favor.
Of course, fate is a cruel mistress, and he can't seem to evade it for long. Some strange feeling of nostalgia has led him through the small town, and he ends up at the fence of a manor, farther down the length of which the same dog seems drawn to. This is probably its home, Livio figures, so... once more, he tries to stay as far away from it as possible. The dog feeling the need to defend its property from Livio is his nightmare scenario.
Still, something keeps him here. He walks the length of the fence, seeming to strain against one of his senses.
By now, the cold has really settled in, and unsurprisingly so. His pants and sleeves are skin-tight leather, and his shirt appears to have been blown completely off. That leaves a whole lot of tan skin that seems much better suited to a desert exposed to the bitter cold. And yet, he manages to simply ignore his body's violent shivers in favor of staring intently toward the manor's attic... and at anyone who happens to pass nearby.]
Excuse me – do you know who lives here?
iii. free space
[[ both prompts are OTA, but also feel free to throw any toplevels at me!
hello! i'm weasel! i haven't made an ooc greeter yet but my permissions and opt out post is [here] if you want to take a look. and
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Heard, ma'am.
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You know I have been trying to ask them for technology from my world for some time, but they don't like me picking and prying into them. I just wanna update my cool computer I am trying to make!
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I'll need more detail than that on the parts. I doubt they would take kindly to me asking for a vague something of yours specifically.
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Well, if it comes from your world it'll be okay! Otherwise its fine, I'll find other ways!! Mostly mainly, maybe just food from the store~~ [ She hums and chimes. ] I've got a bit of an endless tummy, I have to eat so much!!
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Food, I can do. I also need to eat a lot, so it shouldn't be out of the ordinary if I get more.
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... Well. Not this planet, obviously.
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