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Post by Misoka Magica on Feb 27, 2015 19:02:39 GMT -5
Time: Post T5
Place: Fourth floor, in some room
People: Anyone who wants to join
Missy stared quietly down at a pile of gears and wire she got from the storage room, quietly wishing that Tori was there. She gulped down hard, swallowing the tears that always began when she thought about Tori... No, she had to think about other things. Clocks! Yes, clocks. Tick-tock. Shifting through the gears and wires, Missy planned out how her next clock should be laid out. Her eyes searched through the odds and ends, staring quietly at the pieces. She couldn't think about Tori... She couldn't let herself.
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Post by Mother on Mar 8, 2015 5:10:50 GMT -5
Alice stepped into the storage room cautiously, looking to her left and right, scanning the room. Why was she being so paranoid? It wasn't that she was afraid of people, she just didn't want to disturb anyone, as innocent as that may seem.
She walked into the room, which was dark and dusty. The rays of light coming through the windows, which were high and up at the top of the wall, seemed to pierce through the gloom. It was different, especially after all that, er, burning occurred.
Thinking she was alone, she spun around a few times and then skipped to the center of the room, for no real reason other than having a burst of energy. But wait...
As she stopped she saw someone in the corner of her eye. It was that girl - Missy, if she remembered correctly - from the trial. The one who'd tried to take the blame for Tori. In a fit of sympathy, she took a deep breath and began to slowly walk over to the girl, then spoke gently:
"Hey there Missy. I don't think we've met. I'm Alice."
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Post by Misoka Magica on Mar 10, 2015 17:07:13 GMT -5
Missy looked up slowly, her eyes looking considerably darkened and empty. Someone was talking to her. Who was it? Who... She slowly registered the face. She knew her name. She wasn't sure how... probably those damned student ID pad things... Her voice was filled with sympathy. Oh god, Missy didn't want sympathy, she wanted not to think... Why did she have to think? About anything? After that awful, awful trial. She remembered the blood... Oh, god why did there have to be so much blood...
She was shaking again. Missy didn't mean to shake, but the memory was so vivid in her mind, so terribly vivid...
Shut it off, she thought harshly to herself, looking up at Alice with big, terrified eyes. She talked to you, Missy thought to herself. You should respond to her. Slowly, Missy thought through what Alice had said and formulated a response, trudging through her thoughts like one would through a swamp.
"...H-hi. Yes. I am Missy." The clockmaker thought for a moment longer and her voice spoke up again in a halting way, as an old car accelerating. "I'm sorry, bu... but, I don't think I know your name. What is it?"
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Post by Loops of Flute on Mar 14, 2015 16:57:18 GMT -5
(Would you be alright with a third person joining in?)
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Post by Misoka Magica on Mar 14, 2015 20:24:10 GMT -5
((It would be my pleasure~!))
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Post by Mother on Mar 14, 2015 22:00:41 GMT -5
Missy looked up slowly, her eyes looking considerably darkened and empty. Someone was talking to her. Who was it? Who... She slowly registered the face. She knew her name. She wasn't sure how... probably those damned student ID pad things... Her voice was filled with sympathy. Oh god, Missy didn't want sympathy, she wanted not to think... Why did she have to think? About anything? After that awful, awful trial. She remembered the blood... Oh, god why did there have to be so much blood... She was shaking again. Missy didn't mean to shake, but the memory was so vivid in her mind, so terribly vivid... Shut it off, she thought harshly to herself, looking up at Alice with big, terrified eyes. She talked to you, Missy thought to herself. You should respond to her. Slowly, Missy thought through what Alice had said and formulated a response, trudging through her thoughts like one would through a swamp. "...H-hi. Yes. I am Missy." The clockmaker thought for a moment longer and her voice spoke up again in a halting way, as an old car accelerating. "I'm sorry, bu... but, I don't think I know your name. What is it?" Alice stopped and sat down next to Missy. It hurt. Goddammit. It hurt her so much to see all of these people in pain.
"My name is Alice." She said it again, assuming Missy hadn't heard her. "I don't think we've met, Missy..." she paused, looking down at the gears Missy seemed to be looking at before. "Whatcya doing?" She asked gently. (sorry this is short and gross) |
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Post by Misoka Magica on Mar 15, 2015 19:10:56 GMT -5
"M-making a clock," Missy said, her voice almost whimpering in a mixture of sadness, meekness, and fear. She stared down at the pieces again, gulping down a knot in her throat and trying to push down her feelings. "I like making clocks... It kinda... calms me down." She smiled quietly at the pile of gears, her fingers shifting through the pieces again. God, it hurt. Missing her best friend... The one that could make her smile the easiest... God, it hurt so much.
((It's kay this response was p short too.))
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Post by Mother on Mar 15, 2015 23:21:09 GMT -5
"M-making a clock," Missy said, her voice almost whimpering in a mixture of sadness, meekness, and fear. She stared down at the pieces again, gulping down a knot in her throat and trying to push down her feelings. "I like making clocks... It kinda... calms me down." She smiled quietly at the pile of gears, her fingers shifting through the pieces again. God, it hurt. Missing her best friend... The one that could make her smile the easiest... God, it hurt so much. ((It's kay this response was p short too.)) (PLEASE REMIND ME TO RESPOND IM sorry ive been tired and busyy) |
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Post by Misoka Magica on Mar 16, 2015 16:48:46 GMT -5
"M-making a clock," Missy said, her voice almost whimpering in a mixture of sadness, meekness, and fear. She stared down at the pieces again, gulping down a knot in her throat and trying to push down her feelings. "I like making clocks... It kinda... calms me down." She smiled quietly at the pile of gears, her fingers shifting through the pieces again. God, it hurt. Missing her best friend... The one that could make her smile the easiest... God, it hurt so much. ((It's kay this response was p short too.)) (PLEASE REMIND ME TO RESPOND IM sorry ive been tired and busyy) ((I'M SOrry sweetheart I will do so)) |
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Post by Misoka Magica on Mar 16, 2015 16:49:22 GMT -5
(Would you be alright with a third person joining in?) ((You're still welcome to jump in~! This is post-Trial 5)) |
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Post by Loops of Flute on Mar 16, 2015 16:55:33 GMT -5
(Would you be alright with a third person joining in?) ((You're still welcome to jump in~! This is post-Trial 5)) ((ooh nice! need to finish the post on the trial thread first...)) ((of all the characters she could have killed... poor child) |
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Post by Misoka Magica on Mar 16, 2015 18:05:33 GMT -5
((You're still welcome to jump in~! This is post-Trial 5)) ((ooh nice! need to finish the post on the trial thread first...)) ((of all the characters she could have killed... poor child) ((I know, right? It's hhh heartbreaking)) |
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Post by Loops of Flute on Mar 16, 2015 18:08:51 GMT -5
((ooh nice! need to finish the post on the trial thread first...)) ((of all the characters she could have killed... poor child) ((I know, right? It's hhh heartbreaking)) ((although i suppose it could be worse... it could be alice. or missy) |
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Post by Misoka Magica on Mar 16, 2015 18:13:01 GMT -5
((I know, right? It's hhh heartbreaking)) ((although i suppose it could be worse... it could be alice. or missy) ((Missy is a little asshole who takes things far too personally. Shi walked in on a conversation between Missy and Tomoko once and Missy has such a grudge on her that she called her an asshole and used it as proof that she could be a murderer in the most recent trial.)) |
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Post by Loops of Flute on Mar 16, 2015 18:16:56 GMT -5
((although i suppose it could be worse... it could be alice. or missy) ((Missy is a little asshole who takes things far too personally. Shi walked in on a conversation between Missy and Tomoko once and Missy has such a grudge on her that she called her an asshole and used it as proof that she could be a murderer in the most recent trial.)) ((to be- nah, that was kind of an asshole move. but still love her) |
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