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paixaorpg2007-05-08 09:09 am
highminded-jazz.livejournal.com) wrote in paixaorpg2007-05-08 09:09 am
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When did this happen? [Experimentation, Experimentation subjects, feel free to respond]
Character(s): Jazz
Content: Jazz finds herself all of the sudden thrown into a dark cell, in an unknown place. Panic ensues.
Setting: Unknown
Time: She's not sure
Warnings: Hyperventilation.
One moment she had been with good company, the next, she was alone. It was enough to make her head spin, even though she had somewhat experienced the feeling of being one place one minute, another the next. However, even that had been punctuated by sleep between.
The place that she had been thrown was dark, though it wasn't wet, dank, or any sort of nasty. It was perhaps a little dusty from disuse, but it was generally a well-kept holding area. It was certainly unlike the prison cells one saw in the movies (but she knew that the movies tended to be inaccurate about a lot of things). However, what was very upsetting about it was that she was the one inside the cell.
She was the one in jail.
And it was cold in that area, or perhaps she was upset, because she started shivering, as she ran to the door of the cell, and shook it as violent as her tiny body could. "Hey! There's gotta be some mistake here!" A pause. "Hello? Anybody?"
She could feel panic setting in with each passing moment of silence. "Danny! Valerie! Are you guys out there?!" She stepped away from the bars and pulled out her journal. She'd make sure Danny knew what had happened to her, because the last thing she wanted to do (even through her panicking) was make him suffer more because of her.
She typed on the journal, face focused and intense. Because it was the only thing keeping her sane by then.
Content: Jazz finds herself all of the sudden thrown into a dark cell, in an unknown place. Panic ensues.
Setting: Unknown
Time: She's not sure
Warnings: Hyperventilation.
One moment she had been with good company, the next, she was alone. It was enough to make her head spin, even though she had somewhat experienced the feeling of being one place one minute, another the next. However, even that had been punctuated by sleep between.
The place that she had been thrown was dark, though it wasn't wet, dank, or any sort of nasty. It was perhaps a little dusty from disuse, but it was generally a well-kept holding area. It was certainly unlike the prison cells one saw in the movies (but she knew that the movies tended to be inaccurate about a lot of things). However, what was very upsetting about it was that she was the one inside the cell.
She was the one in jail.
And it was cold in that area, or perhaps she was upset, because she started shivering, as she ran to the door of the cell, and shook it as violent as her tiny body could. "Hey! There's gotta be some mistake here!" A pause. "Hello? Anybody?"
She could feel panic setting in with each passing moment of silence. "Danny! Valerie! Are you guys out there?!" She stepped away from the bars and pulled out her journal. She'd make sure Danny knew what had happened to her, because the last thing she wanted to do (even through her panicking) was make him suffer more because of her.
She typed on the journal, face focused and intense. Because it was the only thing keeping her sane by then.
no subject
He growled in disgust, irritated that he'd been unable to do anything. Maybe there wasn't much that any of them could do, but he'd had to at least try. Someone had to start showing these people that you couldn't just screw up people's lives for no good reason like this.
"I think he got it right when he said this place was hell," Kovu muttered darkly at the question the guy in green posed, nodding over towards Laharl. "Or if not, somewhere trying for a close second."