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queenofheartsrp2010-12-27 12:04 pm
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Entry tags:
- ! audio,
- ! video,
- † anna lin | hotshot_momma,
- † asuka langley shikinami | likeabossuka,
- † asuka langley soryu | redheadcarrier,
- † azula | burns_things,
- † estelle | readitinabook,
- † etna | ultimatedessert,
- † franziska von karma | whipcracks,
- † hikari horaki | orderlybento,
- † noi | thetrueblow,
- † rei ayanami | yourmother,
- † rei hino | marsmakeup,
- † utena tenjou | revolutionized,
- † yukari yakumo | border_phantasm
001 | Yes, It's the End of the World As We Know It | Audio/Visual
[A young woman's voice echoes over the Vine first. IN fact, it sounds almost exactly like that of someone else the residents have heard from recently. A shrill note of panic has managed to worm its way into her voice, though.]
What is this place? Where-? How-?
[After a moment the mirror comes on. It's Asuka! Or her doppelganger. The only real difference is that she has a swathe of bandages covering her right arm and another tied tightly around her head, covering her left eye. The one that is visible is bright, blue, alert and almost panicked. Her uncovered hand reaches out toward the mirror.]
This isn't right! I was just-
I was-
[Her eye widens slightly.]
Oh my God. I-
[She chokes, retches and she sinks out of sight for a moment, hand covering her mouth. The rather unpleasant sound of someone losing their lunch is all that can be heard for a few moments, gasps for air and then more retching.]
I feel sick.
What is this place? Where-? How-?
[After a moment the mirror comes on. It's Asuka! Or her doppelganger. The only real difference is that she has a swathe of bandages covering her right arm and another tied tightly around her head, covering her left eye. The one that is visible is bright, blue, alert and almost panicked. Her uncovered hand reaches out toward the mirror.]
This isn't right! I was just-
I was-
[Her eye widens slightly.]
Oh my God. I-
[She chokes, retches and she sinks out of sight for a moment, hand covering her mouth. The rather unpleasant sound of someone losing their lunch is all that can be heard for a few moments, gasps for air and then more retching.]
I feel sick.
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