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GENESSIA: A PANFANDOM RPG - February 28th, 2019
28 February 2019 @ 09:23 pm
28 February 2019 @ 10:05 pm
[Video, near the bay.]
[Good morning Gennesia! Boy is it a good day outside. The birds are singing. The sky is blooming. Its days like things, good little children are going to... find a very irritated grey-faced woman pop on their screen. Her one eye is narrowed to such a fine point one may consider it may be possible to pop a balloon with it. The other appears to have an eyepatch over it with a very clearly visible (even through the hair) X. The thing that most people would more than likely notice would be the ungodly volume coming out of the tiny thing.]
( Cut for angry swearing )
[Action, still near the bay.]
[Vaggie's footstep strode the pace of fire and anger, her steps making loud echoes throughout the cave. At first she had every intention of making her way across whatever hellscape this 'Gennesia' was and make a lot of rude gestures and angry swearing.]
[Then she saw it: daylight.]
[There wasn't much call for daylight in Hell. Heck, she practically forgotten what it looked like having been down below for the better half of four years. She hesitates, not sure if she is even allowed to step out into it. Could she do it? Would she burn like a vampire? Did she even deserve to do it?]
[She hesitates, inching a gloved hand closer, step by step toward the sunlight. Though she gets close on occasion, each attempt is met with a quick withdrawal back into the dark. As she did, her eyes adjusted out the land stretched before her. This... this wasn't a blasted hellscape that she was used to. This... this was nostalgic. It made her uneasy. She'll be here for a while...]
[Good morning Gennesia! Boy is it a good day outside. The birds are singing. The sky is blooming. Its days like things, good little children are going to... find a very irritated grey-faced woman pop on their screen. Her one eye is narrowed to such a fine point one may consider it may be possible to pop a balloon with it. The other appears to have an eyepatch over it with a very clearly visible (even through the hair) X. The thing that most people would more than likely notice would be the ungodly volume coming out of the tiny thing.]
( Cut for angry swearing )
[Action, still near the bay.]
[Vaggie's footstep strode the pace of fire and anger, her steps making loud echoes throughout the cave. At first she had every intention of making her way across whatever hellscape this 'Gennesia' was and make a lot of rude gestures and angry swearing.]
[Then she saw it: daylight.]
[There wasn't much call for daylight in Hell. Heck, she practically forgotten what it looked like having been down below for the better half of four years. She hesitates, not sure if she is even allowed to step out into it. Could she do it? Would she burn like a vampire? Did she even deserve to do it?]
[She hesitates, inching a gloved hand closer, step by step toward the sunlight. Though she gets close on occasion, each attempt is met with a quick withdrawal back into the dark. As she did, her eyes adjusted out the land stretched before her. This... this wasn't a blasted hellscape that she was used to. This... this was nostalgic. It made her uneasy. She'll be here for a while...]