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thefoundation2019-03-30 10:41 am
foundationmods) wrote in thefoundation2019-03-30 10:41 am
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WEEK 1 TRIAL
It was noon on Saturday.
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world...began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards another, much larger world...π
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world...began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards another, much larger world...π
This new world looked like...the inside of an ornate courtroom, like something that wouldn't be too far from some kind of grand fantasy novel. The audience was full of people with Goat Heads...like some kind of bizzare trial proceedings.
The Witch - Yuuko - was there, sitting in the most important place, smiling in her mysterious way at everyone. There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
As they looked around, they might have also been surprised to see that their forms had changed - perhaps only slightly, or a much more dramatic change. It seemed like this place demanded a different form in some way, even if it was just a change of clothing.
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
Yesterday had been the start of the game. But now, armed with all they knew...now, they had to truly go up against the Witch, and somehow.....win.
Right?
The Witch - Yuuko - was there, sitting in the most important place, smiling in her mysterious way at everyone. There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
As they looked around, they might have also been surprised to see that their forms had changed - perhaps only slightly, or a much more dramatic change. It seemed like this place demanded a different form in some way, even if it was just a change of clothing.
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
Yesterday had been the start of the game. But now, armed with all they knew...now, they had to truly go up against the Witch, and somehow.....win.
Right?
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And luckily he is not a popped balloon, just a little disoriented. Anyone want to catch a really big, kind of spiky demon pompom that's also laughing maniacally?]
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Ow. Those spikes. ]
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Good news: the spikes aren't actually sharp, so they really just poke pretty hard.]
Oh, hi! Did you want to come fight the Witch, too?
[His swishy tail is... not wagging, exactly, but same spirit.]
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...
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> Anon will remember this.]
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[ Figures distracting him would help... a little, and he's just making sure he's doing okay, in a way. ]
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This whole thing is irritating.
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[ Could always be. He's grateful it's not. ]
We'll get through this- though not without a big headache.
[ Some dry humor, if it can even be called that. ]
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Worse for me than you. But maybe you'll get one too with that blindfold of yours.
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... Well, hopefully not. I don't plan on wearing this outside of trial, after all.
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[ He says that, but he doesn't quite feel like taking it off, so. ]
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Compared to what some of the others showed up in, it's kinda innocuous even still.
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...A small comfort, but one I'll definitely take.
[ Riku is not going to point out anyone who has kinky wear or whatever, etc. But, y'know. ]
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Yay.
He's now covered in blood splatter, apparently.
And, yay, it's only the discomfort from the impact! Small miracles. ]
Nah, just here to be a cushion for now.
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Well, you're a pretty good cushion, and this form is a pretty good cushion too.
Thanks!
[Happy tail-swishing!]
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Anytime.
[ --probably does nothing to help himself, here. Please stop encouraging Anon, Akira. For your own sake. ]