Feb. 19th, 2012

sakedrinking: (strumming along)
[personal profile] sakedrinking
There would be a new sound in the castle this morning. A certain recent arrival had managed to make her first wish at the fountain, and gotten it the very next day, much to her joy.

So out in the room just past the old bridge, the lyrical strains of an acoustic guitar could be heard, followed by a voice singing in Japanese to the bubbly song.

Join? Interrupt? Listen from a distance?

What do you do?

broke_the_world: (Another death another awakening)
[personal profile] broke_the_world
It was dark, darker than the thought it was going to be. Why did he feel so heavy and cold? Was this really what it all was supposed to feel like? He wasn't sure. Hermit felt his tail twitch and slowly opened his eyes. Why could he still move, that made no sense. Unless...unless he wasn't dead. Yellow eyes snapped open to see he was inside something dark. He jolted to his feet and pressed tiny paws against the cold stone. This wasn't where he normally woke up so where was he. He tried to push but nothing happened.

He felt the wall with his hands, moving slowly as he followed it. It was round and there was something in the middle. But as he moved the ground shook and moved. He was inside something that wasn't very stable at all. Why was he even here? Was this some new part of The World, was this heaven or was it hell? Either way this isn't what he had wanted. He went around and around for what felt like forever in the darkness. Just how big was this room? In this inky darkness he had no idea if he'd gone around more than once or if he was still going around the gigantic room. He needed light. He held out his hand and in a flash of purple, that could be seen from the outside through the cracks of the sarcophagus, a twig appeared. He poked the wall and suddenly green data spread over the entire sarcophagus and vanished, deleted from existance. Standing in the small alcove was a small black and white cat boy in green armor holding a black stick.

His yellow eyes scanned the sarcophagus room, tail twitching behind him. This couldn't be heaven or hell...could it? So it had to be The World. But why was he still here? He sniffled, feeling the tears well up in his eyes.

"It isn't fair...why? Why am I still here?"

May 2012

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