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genessia2018-04-03 05:49 pm
deathsought) wrote in genessia2018-04-03 05:49 pm
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⚜ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ꜰᴏᴜʀᴛʜ - VIDEO / open to action for anyone in Fairy Haven
{ For several seconds, the video just shows a gratuitous close-up of somebody's face, as if the person using it has absolutely no idea what he's doing. The screen goes in and out of focus as various settings are adjusted. There's the sound of a few frustrated groans, until at last... }
Oh... it's like a lacrima, then.
{ At last, the picture zooms out, and the bouncing stabilizes as the device is put on a desk. The video shows a young boy who may or may not look familiar to others; the black hair, featureless black eyes, and pouty expression might, however. }
Umm... hi...
{ The boy shyly says, as he adjusts the robe around his small frame. It's several sizes too big, and it looks like he's tied several cords around the sleeves, waist, and midsection as makeshift belts. }
Has anyone seen my notebook? It's, um... really thick, has a leather cover... it has my entire thesis on the connection between ethernano, the afterlife, and the soul, and details my hypothesis on how ethernano can be used to replicate the process of a soul being born into organic matter, and how twenty-seven million magical spheres can be combined and used for the process of...
{ If nobody interrupts him, he's just going to keep listing every single arcane, slightly morbid hypothesis and theory pertaining to his research. If nobody interrupts him and chooses to listen, all of his magical research has a recurring theme: Subverting the natural process of life and death, and using magic to bring the dead back to life. And he's not talking about necromancy, but true resurrection.
If one looks closely, the entire wall behind him has been defaced. Hundreds of mathematical equations, magical runes, and what looks like hieroglyphics of a long-dead language cover the entire wall behind him; apparently, he ran out of paper, and just used the wall to continue reconstructing his research notes, until he ran out of room, there, too. }
Oh... it's like a lacrima, then.
{ At last, the picture zooms out, and the bouncing stabilizes as the device is put on a desk. The video shows a young boy who may or may not look familiar to others; the black hair, featureless black eyes, and pouty expression might, however. }
Umm... hi...
{ The boy shyly says, as he adjusts the robe around his small frame. It's several sizes too big, and it looks like he's tied several cords around the sleeves, waist, and midsection as makeshift belts. }
Has anyone seen my notebook? It's, um... really thick, has a leather cover... it has my entire thesis on the connection between ethernano, the afterlife, and the soul, and details my hypothesis on how ethernano can be used to replicate the process of a soul being born into organic matter, and how twenty-seven million magical spheres can be combined and used for the process of...
{ If nobody interrupts him, he's just going to keep listing every single arcane, slightly morbid hypothesis and theory pertaining to his research. If nobody interrupts him and chooses to listen, all of his magical research has a recurring theme: Subverting the natural process of life and death, and using magic to bring the dead back to life. And he's not talking about necromancy, but true resurrection.
If one looks closely, the entire wall behind him has been defaced. Hundreds of mathematical equations, magical runes, and what looks like hieroglyphics of a long-dead language cover the entire wall behind him; apparently, he ran out of paper, and just used the wall to continue reconstructing his research notes, until he ran out of room, there, too. }
Action!
{ Zeref lowers his eyes to the floor once again, and thinks. What was he doing before? He can't remember. Something about an egg, maybe? }
... I think I was eating breakfast. Eggs. { What else would he be doing with an egg? }
Action!
Was there anything special you remember about the last egg you ate? Its color, maybe?
Action!
{ It's embarrassing. He has a better memory than this. He could recite entire conversations verbatim from when he was three years old. Why couldn't he remember anything else about the egg?
Magic? That certainly seems to be what this pretty girl was getting at. }
Was I not supposed to touch it?