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roadroller) wrote2011-12-08 01:36 pm
roadroller) wrote2011-12-08 01:36 pm
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[947 Beulah St.]
[It seems that Rin has received a couple of packages for her trouble. Having taken them into the living room, she opens the first one to find four costumes folded up. She takes them out one by one, regarding the first two with approval. There is a Santa costume, which makes her grin - she totally called that one. But this final one is a bit strange. She holds up the armor that seems to have come from a video game.]
Eh, what am I supposed to do with this? ♪
[...it's kinda cool though. She's tempted to go and model it, but instead, she'll open up the second package. A pair of winged glasses materialize over her eyes. The world statics and pixelates in her vision, but that's only the beginning. Try as she might, can't take them off. Frustrated, she starts messing with her hair.]
Ahhh, why?! I'm supposed to be done seeing false images! ♪
[and now that she looks at the box, she can't tell what the rest of the things in it are. They are a black-gray blur... she's just going to assume that they are the weapons from the same PV, The Cursed Glasses. But then, it could also be a monster.]
Damn it--
[she takes the risk and reaches inside. Gripping something metallic, she stands up and holds it in both of her hands with a big sigh of relief.
So now there's Rin holding a big-ass rifle in the living room, and if you're just entering, she'll probably point it at you, since she can't see clearly. What do, housemates?]
[Later; Library]
[Rin has at least ditched the weaponry, but now she's wearing the outfit that came with the glasses, and they still won't come off. At a loss, she drags her grumpy, scantily-clad butt to the library - because that's what she did in the song, right? Of course, she wanders around bumping into things, and when she finally locates the bookshelves and cracks open a book, she can't read shit.
...It's not that she didn't expect this, but she still groans loudly.]
This is hopeless. ♪
[It seems that Rin has received a couple of packages for her trouble. Having taken them into the living room, she opens the first one to find four costumes folded up. She takes them out one by one, regarding the first two with approval. There is a Santa costume, which makes her grin - she totally called that one. But this final one is a bit strange. She holds up the armor that seems to have come from a video game.]
Eh, what am I supposed to do with this? ♪
[...it's kinda cool though. She's tempted to go and model it, but instead, she'll open up the second package. A pair of winged glasses materialize over her eyes. The world statics and pixelates in her vision, but that's only the beginning. Try as she might, can't take them off. Frustrated, she starts messing with her hair.]
Ahhh, why?! I'm supposed to be done seeing false images! ♪
[and now that she looks at the box, she can't tell what the rest of the things in it are. They are a black-gray blur... she's just going to assume that they are the weapons from the same PV, The Cursed Glasses. But then, it could also be a monster.]
Damn it--
[she takes the risk and reaches inside. Gripping something metallic, she stands up and holds it in both of her hands with a big sigh of relief.
So now there's Rin holding a big-ass rifle in the living room, and if you're just entering, she'll probably point it at you, since she can't see clearly. What do, housemates?]
[Later; Library]
[Rin has at least ditched the weaponry, but now she's wearing the outfit that came with the glasses, and they still won't come off. At a loss, she drags her grumpy, scantily-clad butt to the library - because that's what she did in the song, right? Of course, she wanders around bumping into things, and when she finally locates the bookshelves and cracks open a book, she can't read shit.
...It's not that she didn't expect this, but she still groans loudly.]
This is hopeless. ♪
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A... package?
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...Or in this case, annoying stuff that's tangentially related to you. I guess. ♪
[huff]
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[she is just going to casually sit down with this book and try to close her eyes to fight off this headache.]
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