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paixaorpg2006-06-09 01:00 am
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Del, Where Are Youuu?? [completed]
Character(s): Death, Delirium and anyone who'd like to join!
Content: Death enters Paixao
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Monday evening
Warnings: none, not even deaths :P
Unlike most of her siblings, Death is not really one who is into grand or dramatic entrances, preferring to amble casually toward the gates while yawning lazily with one hand covering her mouth. She goes over to the man who seems to be busily writing down things onto a piece of paper. Standing in front of the man, she smiles casually at him and lifts a hand in greeting, "Hi there, may I come through?"
The man looks up slowly and regards her with an unfriendly look which she returns with a wink. The man scoffs and looks back down at his piece of paper while muttering a "what's your name?" under his breath. My, he is definitely going straight to the point but Death does not want to be recognized just yet, it would ruin all the fun. Rubbing her chin with her left hand, she looks around the place for inspiration for a name, not really caring if the man would find it suspicious; he does not seem to be interested in security anyway, he only seems to be interested about getting his name-writing-job done. "That's a pretty tough question, y'know! I got loads of names." She explains to him to buy herself some time. Then coming up with an idea, she snaps her fingers once, "Aha! You can call me Didi!"
With a grunt, the man makes a gesture for her to go through the gate while shoving a metal object into her hand. She walks into the domes after chirping out a 'thanks' to the man guarding the gate, rather glad to have him regard her normally. She has a tendency to scare people, and the fact that she knows why does not help because she cannot change anything. Shrugging at the thought, she puts her hands behind her head and gazes up at the sparkling constellations above her. A subtle smile graces her lips for awhile and who knows what it is that goes through her mind as she looks up at those fake stars? After a few moments, she shakes herself out of her reverie and puts her hands back at her sides.
Looking around her surroundings with the subtle smile still gracing her lips, she looks down on the metal object that she still holds in her hand. With the edges of her lips curving up to form a brighter smile, she flips it open and looks at it as if it were a birthday gift, "Well, well, what do we have here, I wonder?"
Content: Death enters Paixao
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Monday evening
Warnings: none, not even deaths :P
Unlike most of her siblings, Death is not really one who is into grand or dramatic entrances, preferring to amble casually toward the gates while yawning lazily with one hand covering her mouth. She goes over to the man who seems to be busily writing down things onto a piece of paper. Standing in front of the man, she smiles casually at him and lifts a hand in greeting, "Hi there, may I come through?"
The man looks up slowly and regards her with an unfriendly look which she returns with a wink. The man scoffs and looks back down at his piece of paper while muttering a "what's your name?" under his breath. My, he is definitely going straight to the point but Death does not want to be recognized just yet, it would ruin all the fun. Rubbing her chin with her left hand, she looks around the place for inspiration for a name, not really caring if the man would find it suspicious; he does not seem to be interested in security anyway, he only seems to be interested about getting his name-writing-job done. "That's a pretty tough question, y'know! I got loads of names." She explains to him to buy herself some time. Then coming up with an idea, she snaps her fingers once, "Aha! You can call me Didi!"
With a grunt, the man makes a gesture for her to go through the gate while shoving a metal object into her hand. She walks into the domes after chirping out a 'thanks' to the man guarding the gate, rather glad to have him regard her normally. She has a tendency to scare people, and the fact that she knows why does not help because she cannot change anything. Shrugging at the thought, she puts her hands behind her head and gazes up at the sparkling constellations above her. A subtle smile graces her lips for awhile and who knows what it is that goes through her mind as she looks up at those fake stars? After a few moments, she shakes herself out of her reverie and puts her hands back at her sides.
Looking around her surroundings with the subtle smile still gracing her lips, she looks down on the metal object that she still holds in her hand. With the edges of her lips curving up to form a brighter smile, she flips it open and looks at it as if it were a birthday gift, "Well, well, what do we have here, I wonder?"