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paixaorpg2006-07-26 01:01 pm
1000fish.livejournal.com) wrote in paixaorpg2006-07-26 01:01 pm
I haven't got a button (open/active)
Character(s): Delirium and... Dreamykins?
Content: Delirium plays with grass. YAY.
Setting: J7, Cid's shop/actua are area
Time: Wednesday night
Warnings: ... NONE YET YAY
The problem with buttons was that they got lost. Unless of course they were buttons, like the kind the four button-pushers of the apocalypse would push. Official buttons. Shiny buttons. Scary buttons even.
Del didn't have any of those buttons. Instead she had herself, well, most of herself. Maybe she was missing some, but that wasn't really a concern of hers. Having all of one's self was not a top priority for the youngest Endless.
She'd accidentally gone looking for something and hadn't at all found it. Or almost found it. In fact, Delirium was no closer to finding it than she was at getting closer to it. Finding things tended to be extremely difficult these days. With a small pout she continued walking.
Today Delirium felt a little older, or at least a little more ordered. She looked more like a pre-teen than a child and was wearing too big overalls and tie dye and her hair was almost all red.
Except for the tinsel.
She liked tinsel.
And the grass here. She bent down to look at the grass, because it was shiny. It didn't want to tell her anything though, even when she made it into boy-scout knots and braids and made little bunnies with square heads.
Content: Delirium plays with grass. YAY.
Setting: J7, Cid's shop/actua are area
Time: Wednesday night
Warnings: ... NONE YET YAY
The problem with buttons was that they got lost. Unless of course they were buttons, like the kind the four button-pushers of the apocalypse would push. Official buttons. Shiny buttons. Scary buttons even.
Del didn't have any of those buttons. Instead she had herself, well, most of herself. Maybe she was missing some, but that wasn't really a concern of hers. Having all of one's self was not a top priority for the youngest Endless.
She'd accidentally gone looking for something and hadn't at all found it. Or almost found it. In fact, Delirium was no closer to finding it than she was at getting closer to it. Finding things tended to be extremely difficult these days. With a small pout she continued walking.
Today Delirium felt a little older, or at least a little more ordered. She looked more like a pre-teen than a child and was wearing too big overalls and tie dye and her hair was almost all red.
Except for the tinsel.
She liked tinsel.
And the grass here. She bent down to look at the grass, because it was shiny. It didn't want to tell her anything though, even when she made it into boy-scout knots and braids and made little bunnies with square heads.
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