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Entry tags:
- !event,
- bianca,
- carlisle longinmouth,
- chara,
- chris,
- curtis everett,
- dr. gottlieb,
- dr. newton geiszler,
- elmer c. albatross,
- emily,
- faith carr,
- frisk,
- henry percy,
- jasper,
- jill valentine,
- jo harvelle,
- kanda yu,
- maketh tua,
- mello,
- miriam day,
- nick rivenna,
- nick valentine,
- oscar,
- papyrus,
- rashid,
- rey,
- richie gecko,
- river tam,
- rukia kuchiki,
- sam,
- sans,
- shadow the hedgehog,
- sharon da silva,
- souji seta,
- tyki mikk,
- ushahin dreamspinner,
- warrick chopper
Event Log: Dazed and Confused
Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Dazed and Confused event!
Where: All around the city
When: September 24th-October 2nd
Warnings: None!
What: The event log for the Dazed and Confused event!
Where: All around the city
When: September 24th-October 2nd
Warnings: None!
On the 24th of September, you wake up and everything seems pretty normal. You've got to head in for your shift at the guard, or at the clinic, or wherever else people go- maybe you're visiting a friend, maybe you're checking out the library, but either way as soon as you step out onto your street, you're in a foreign location.
No, you haven't been transported anywhere weird. Well, not by anything other than your own two feet. And hey, you could recognize a landmark and know your way back from there! But somehow you turn left instead of right and now everything is confusing again. It's not that the city itself is changing, but rather, it's your ability to take direction and move in the way that you think you should.
On top of all that, of course, is the strange inversion of most abilities. Everything is topsy turvy with your various powers or individual skills, so be on the lookout for some odd changes. Maybe you're usually pretty good at reasoning and now you can't think your way out of a paper bag, or maybe you have fire powers that start shooting icicles instead- either way, it's weird. Hopefully you can deal with it without injuring yourself too much, but... well, it's kind of difficult to make any guarantees when you can't even find your way to the clinic when you accidentally break something.► This log covers September 24th-October 2nd.
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[The words come out with a surprising amount of ease - only it wasn't a surprise to Chara, was it? Considering the path they took resulted in them slaughtering everyone, Sans included, it would be no surprise that a "hey the kid who's murdered everyone I know and love is here" wouldn't be amiss.
Probably done in that vague way of his, no doubt.
It's mostly from a lack of things to do, but they turn to run the sink, to get some dishes that had been piling up clean.]
If you have any questions to ask, ask them now.
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Would they have had the right to blame him? Perhaps that was the sort of feeling one should expect. The sort of person who would have acted with such ominous excess to stir Mr. Sans to action, even limited, ambiguous action, would surely be the sort of person who felt they were in the right.
Perhaps.
Hermann does not care much for psychoanalysis, for people. It is surprising to hear it, though he's not fully sure why -- but he does think, either it doesn't matter, or he doesn't care, or he's tired enough that it amounts to the same thing.
His head tilts, he keeps quiet, he watches, instead, the child move to the sink. He has time yet, but he feels cumbersome. Questions -- Hermann glances at the ceiling, then down to his wrist. ]
Even if you could explain him, I don't want it from you. What you did and why you did it, they're irrelevant at the moment. No, I don't have any questions that I want you to answer, even if you could.
[ He'd offer the same, but he can't fathom the child wanting to know anything from him. ]