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thestormishere) wrote2011-11-26 09:41 pm
thestormishere) wrote2011-11-26 09:41 pm
Entry tags:
- !ic,
- !luceti,
- *event: horoscopes,
- @aerith,
- @derek bliss,
- @hubert,
- @jason st. andrews,
- @robert,
- @yuekito,
- @zack fair,
- alright everyone,
- come at me bro,
- couched for a reason,
- didn't have this on cocoon,
- it's freaking cold,
- not an expert but,
- stop messing up my personality!,
- that's a tortoise,
- this isn't hard to understand,
- tortoises live on land,
- turtles live in water,
- why is the devil going to georgia?
☈ strike #18 (video/...action?)
ARIES
- You'll get 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia' stuck in your head for the next week.
- You will find a turtle in your laundry.
- Just go sleep on the couch tonight. You don't want to know why.
- Hide it, no one saw!
[ Like everyone else, Lightning wasn't really sure what to think about the odd message that showed up at the front of her journal recently, but it's fairly late in the evening before she makes an appearance on there too-- publicly, without even any filters in place to exclude certain people! An unusual decision perhaps, but... here she is anyway, looking as mildly annoyed as ever as she brushes hair from her face and frowns deeply. Her words are clipped and serious. ]
A few things.
Anyone care to explain the reasoning - if any - of this experiment? [ A beat. ] Actually, I'd just like to know if there's a pattern between the words listed at the top and the sort of guidelines everyone's getting beneath them. Is there anyone looking into this?
[ No, she doesn't understand the concept of a zodiac or the point of astrological horoscopes, shut up. Something like that is a little difficult when nobody else from your world has seen stars or even the real sun in five centuries, you know!
But in any case. ]
Second, does anyone have information on something that's called... [ Another slight pause, this one perhaps a bit embarrassed? Naaaah. ] 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia'?
... Third, this creature...
[ And here is where she leans aside slightly, rustling in what's apparently an 'off-screen' cardboard box a moment before she lifts this handsome beastie up- just long enough for the journal to capture the slow, cautious paddle of its legs in the air, as well as the pink-haired woman's dubious expression as she stares at it.
Then-- nothing, save for a soft sigh. Even though something's obviously eating at her about this, apparently that's all she can think of to say on the matter before giving up and just setting her journal aside to wait for any responses.
Also, to continue moping on the couch, with roughly half a dozen blankets around her. ]
- You'll get 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia' stuck in your head for the next week.
- You will find a turtle in your laundry.
- Just go sleep on the couch tonight. You don't want to know why.
- Hide it, no one saw!
[ Like everyone else, Lightning wasn't really sure what to think about the odd message that showed up at the front of her journal recently, but it's fairly late in the evening before she makes an appearance on there too-- publicly, without even any filters in place to exclude certain people! An unusual decision perhaps, but... here she is anyway, looking as mildly annoyed as ever as she brushes hair from her face and frowns deeply. Her words are clipped and serious. ]
A few things.
Anyone care to explain the reasoning - if any - of this experiment? [ A beat. ] Actually, I'd just like to know if there's a pattern between the words listed at the top and the sort of guidelines everyone's getting beneath them. Is there anyone looking into this?
[ No, she doesn't understand the concept of a zodiac or the point of astrological horoscopes, shut up. Something like that is a little difficult when nobody else from your world has seen stars or even the real sun in five centuries, you know!
But in any case. ]
Second, does anyone have information on something that's called... [ Another slight pause, this one perhaps a bit embarrassed? Naaaah. ] 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia'?
... Third, this creature...
[ And here is where she leans aside slightly, rustling in what's apparently an 'off-screen' cardboard box a moment before she lifts this handsome beastie up- just long enough for the journal to capture the slow, cautious paddle of its legs in the air, as well as the pink-haired woman's dubious expression as she stares at it.
Then-- nothing, save for a soft sigh. Even though something's obviously eating at her about this, apparently that's all she can think of to say on the matter before giving up and just setting her journal aside to wait for any responses.
Also, to continue moping on the couch, with roughly half a dozen blankets around her. ]
[Voice]
[ Except for the part where they often seem aimed to specifically torment one's weaknesses and such. He's welcome to prove her wrong, though.
Even if her hard tone seems to imply differently. ]
[Voice]
Though I am uncertain wh-why that is... [At first, he'd wondered if the Malnosso could simply pick through all their thoughts. But then when he'd realized that the villagers could communicate about things the Malnosso didn't know... well, then it made that obvious that that wasn't it then.
But then where do the strongly ironic (or cruelly pointed) experiments come from...?]
[Voice]
[ Like, duh. Wow she's bitter. ]
[Voice]
[Or makes him wonder, at least.]
[Voice]
[Voice]
[His concern is more the how than the why...]
... Interesting to n-note how much... information they have access to, sometimes...
[Voice]
[ Sounds like, in a way, she's pretty much already given up trying to worm out an answer to the deal behind that, unless more evidence for one thing or another appears somehow. She really doesn't need one more ultimmately-useless thing to go worrying about when there's already so much, after all. ]
[Voice]
...
D-Do you not... ever wonder...?
no subject
[ And that's that, unfortunately. Yes she wonders, and worries, and gets pissed off about it, but... sometimes it's hard enough to get her to talk to her friends about that kind of thing. Never mind this guy.
Basically, she just proved the futility of trying to gather up information. She just ~doesn't want to talk about it~ with people she hasn't yet come to trust. ]