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thebastion2013-05-15 10:46 pm
vindico_mus) wrote in thebastion2013-05-15 10:46 pm
This isn't how I've programmed Wonderland to look...
Who: Nezumi, Shion, Bon, Marie & Crona
When: Day 67
Where: Starting at the Skyway and heading back to Bastion.
What: Nezumi & Shion interrupt today's scheduled exploring to bring you the letter D. As in disbelief and distrust.
Format: Action
Warnings: Possible dried blood and threats of violence? Snark and sarcasm?
[Something... wasn't right. Not right at all, because Nezumi was pretty sure they'd only just pulled into the garage of his - now their's - apartment building. He was also pretty sure that neither he nor Shion were so worn down by the day's events that they would have blacked out before reaching the safety of the apartment on their own.
Which means the uneasy feeling that has him jolting awake without moving? Means that something outside his control had done so and that was never a good thing and so he remains still and waits... and waits a little longer... listening to the area around him but nothing.
Well, nothing outside the steady rise and fall of Shion's own breathing somewhere off to his left.
And so, after an extra minute or three (just to be safe) he slowly opens his eyes, blinks, then blinks some more because this? Looks like some half-assed attempt at reprogramming one of HostWorld's holodecks. The image wasn't even complete. Of course, the fact that they were no where near L8 or his place of employment meant that this was probably some idiot hacker's attempt at coding a virus. Quite possibly a variant of whatever the Red Alice virus had been.
And so he starts to sit up, annoyed enough at the lackluster work in coding to prompt him to trace the virus back and show the idiot how something like this is really done when a chill runs down his spine and he simply reacts. A quick roll to the side, towards Shion, has him stopping in a kneel, his pistol out of the inner-pocket of his jacket and safety off.
There's the faint sting of something scratching along his cheek as he rolls to a stop and then three rapid shots fired, leaving him staring, nonplussed, at the remains of a spiky purple plant give way to an even more suspicious stationary-looking cloud of smoke in disbelief before he reaches up to brush the back of his hand across the warmth on his cheek. It comes away red and he frowns even more, eyes wary and alert just in case there was more than one of the weird plants.
...Safety protocols have been disabled? Don't tell me this is some knock-off version of Alice, because if it is, I have to say, it's rather uninspiring.
[A beat, before he cuts a calm gaze down at the other with him.]
You alright, Shion? Not hit anywhere?
When: Day 67
Where: Starting at the Skyway and heading back to Bastion.
What: Nezumi & Shion interrupt today's scheduled exploring to bring you the letter D. As in disbelief and distrust.
Format: Action
Warnings: Possible dried blood and threats of violence? Snark and sarcasm?
[Something... wasn't right. Not right at all, because Nezumi was pretty sure they'd only just pulled into the garage of his - now their's - apartment building. He was also pretty sure that neither he nor Shion were so worn down by the day's events that they would have blacked out before reaching the safety of the apartment on their own.
Which means the uneasy feeling that has him jolting awake without moving? Means that something outside his control had done so and that was never a good thing and so he remains still and waits... and waits a little longer... listening to the area around him but nothing.
Well, nothing outside the steady rise and fall of Shion's own breathing somewhere off to his left.
And so, after an extra minute or three (just to be safe) he slowly opens his eyes, blinks, then blinks some more because this? Looks like some half-assed attempt at reprogramming one of HostWorld's holodecks. The image wasn't even complete. Of course, the fact that they were no where near L8 or his place of employment meant that this was probably some idiot hacker's attempt at coding a virus. Quite possibly a variant of whatever the Red Alice virus had been.
And so he starts to sit up, annoyed enough at the lackluster work in coding to prompt him to trace the virus back and show the idiot how something like this is really done when a chill runs down his spine and he simply reacts. A quick roll to the side, towards Shion, has him stopping in a kneel, his pistol out of the inner-pocket of his jacket and safety off.
There's the faint sting of something scratching along his cheek as he rolls to a stop and then three rapid shots fired, leaving him staring, nonplussed, at the remains of a spiky purple plant give way to an even more suspicious stationary-looking cloud of smoke in disbelief before he reaches up to brush the back of his hand across the warmth on his cheek. It comes away red and he frowns even more, eyes wary and alert just in case there was more than one of the weird plants.
...Safety protocols have been disabled? Don't tell me this is some knock-off version of Alice, because if it is, I have to say, it's rather uninspiring.
[A beat, before he cuts a calm gaze down at the other with him.]
You alright, Shion? Not hit anywhere?
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Speaking of that... With one of them stepping defensively forward to meet Nezumi's own defensive stance, he figures maybe he should speak up.]
Ah, hello! [Lifting a hand to wave to show he wasn't dangerous, he steps forward, the other hand going to Nezumi's shoulder, hoping he'll hold back.] We're a little confused and maybe lost. Did you all wake up in this game too?
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Bon, who normally has a cool head when certain stupid half-demons aren't involved, starts to suffer from a twitchy eyebrow and an annoyed voice. He'll also be moving past Crona so he can be more easily seen, though he stops once he's past Crona to avoid looking like a threat, if he can.]
This isn't a game! I know this looks weird, but this is real life, and you're in very real danger of getting your head smashed in if that thing wakes up!
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[ Because that's the most important part of this situation. ]