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snowblindrpg2016-05-27 06:21 pm
despiteeverything) wrote in snowblindrpg2016-05-27 06:21 pm
[network] @determination; Days and stories! [open] Evening 121 video/text
[One of the first things to note is that Frisk looks... brighter, a bit. Happier than they've been for a while.]
According to Miss Luna and Mister, um... [oops they never got his name did they. Thank goodness for usernames.] Mister Asolomons and Mister Rogers, today's January 11th!
We thought it might be a good idea to start our posts with what day it is. After a while it gets hard to tell when each of the days all our posts are on, and how much time's passed between 'em. I know it's really small, but I still think it'll help us all out. If everybody helps it won't be so hard!
I know people've been writing the days on the walls too. If anybody knows what day we're writing for that too, that'd help! That way we can put them both on our posts.
[That's all they seem to have to say in that regard. Onto the next topic. And this one makes them actually delighted, if their expression is anything to go by.]
Um... I saw a kid - a ghost kid, in the library, and they left me one of those cards. It has lots of stories, really good ones!
If anybody wants to listen, I'm gonna read a few!
[They settle back against someone, both of them comfortably resting on a pile of beanbags - most will easily recognize it's Toriel. Frisk begins to read. They make it through three short stories all of different length, although there is definitely a common theme. A story about a shy but kind troll who lived under a bridge, a story about a large fluffy monster helping some children who got lost in the woods, a sea serpent monster who saved and island and loved playing on the beach with the people who lived there.... Those who know Frisk will probably be able to tell why they're so happy about this particular find.
Next to them, Toriel can be seen and sometimes heard, gently correcting any pronunciation errors, encouraging Frisk to drink some water when their throat starts to catch, and occasionally breaking into a mildly concerning coughing fit, turning her head away and making Frisk pause and look back up and over in concern. She always brushes it off with a gentle apology.
Still, after all the hell that the past couple weeks have been, the two are clearly content, and very happy to be so. Even if it's only for the moment.]
[[ooc; replies will be mainly from Frisk, though Toriel threadjacks are entirely possible. I mean she's right there.]]
According to Miss Luna and Mister, um... [oops they never got his name did they. Thank goodness for usernames.] Mister Asolomons and Mister Rogers, today's January 11th!
We thought it might be a good idea to start our posts with what day it is. After a while it gets hard to tell when each of the days all our posts are on, and how much time's passed between 'em. I know it's really small, but I still think it'll help us all out. If everybody helps it won't be so hard!
I know people've been writing the days on the walls too. If anybody knows what day we're writing for that too, that'd help! That way we can put them both on our posts.
[That's all they seem to have to say in that regard. Onto the next topic. And this one makes them actually delighted, if their expression is anything to go by.]
Um... I saw a kid - a ghost kid, in the library, and they left me one of those cards. It has lots of stories, really good ones!
If anybody wants to listen, I'm gonna read a few!
[They settle back against someone, both of them comfortably resting on a pile of beanbags - most will easily recognize it's Toriel. Frisk begins to read. They make it through three short stories all of different length, although there is definitely a common theme. A story about a shy but kind troll who lived under a bridge, a story about a large fluffy monster helping some children who got lost in the woods, a sea serpent monster who saved and island and loved playing on the beach with the people who lived there.... Those who know Frisk will probably be able to tell why they're so happy about this particular find.
Next to them, Toriel can be seen and sometimes heard, gently correcting any pronunciation errors, encouraging Frisk to drink some water when their throat starts to catch, and occasionally breaking into a mildly concerning coughing fit, turning her head away and making Frisk pause and look back up and over in concern. She always brushes it off with a gentle apology.
Still, after all the hell that the past couple weeks have been, the two are clearly content, and very happy to be so. Even if it's only for the moment.]
[[ooc; replies will be mainly from Frisk, though Toriel threadjacks are entirely possible. I mean she's right there.]]
Video @Enoch
[He should take that spirit's ways to heart - every night, it seems, he checks the network and finds something to soothe his anger, but when he wakes up in the morning, he remembers Clayton is dead again, and time is slipping by without any word, and this time he might be gone.
...It's nice to see some comfort right now.]
Those are lovely stories.