Abyss Guest Post: Day 12

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Welcome to Day 12 of Abyss! This is where guest writers can have their characters post to the network. These posts will be handled the same way as any other post to the network, but we'll keep them grouped together for everyone's sanity.

All guest characters arrived in Abyss with a communicator that resembles a Blackberry. These have text

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[Video]

[bloodyscore]

[There's really nothing giving away the user's identity except for the occasional flash of gold eyes from under a hood as he looks over the 'berry. He knows it's doing something...but he doesn't know what.]

This thing is impossible. [There we go, an Allen.] How can it even function properly?

[action!] xD Yes. It does.

[bloodscore]

[Oh no you just did not. ♥♥♥♥♥♥]

So we should just leave them on and hope nothing bad comes of them?

[And then Allen gags on the smell of this place, it finally wafted in and it smells like a full port-a-pottie on a hot summer day.]

[action!] must wrap mind around this somehow!

[bloodiscursed]

[DID TOO ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥]

Unless you want to try taking it off and suffering whatever consequence could come from it. [..that's probably the longest sentence he's ever said. oof.

blinks. is about to ask, when he remembers-- his smell isn't that sharp. so while it smells bad, it doesn't smell that bad. not to him, at least. sadly, a quick check of his pockets reveals nothing Allen could use to cover his nose, either. it probably wouldn't help much, anyway.]

[action!] Eating the correct portion size?

[bloodyscore]

[HOW DARE YOOOOOOOU ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥]

I doubt my head is going to fall off, Kanda. [Gives him a sort of deadpan stare.

It won't help, Allen just has to remember that he doesn't have to breathe.]

[action!] ....yes. :|a

[bloodiscursed]

[I DAER LIEK A NINJA ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥]

And if it does? [raises an eyebrow. I'm not helping you put it back on B|

but breathing is nice. even if it's unnecessary.]

[action!] It's...hard.

[bloodyscore]

[AND THIS PIRATE WILL END YOU ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥]

... [He pauses, fingering the collar.] Maybe I'll come back like in the Dressing Room.

[But now he won't try to take it off.]

[action!] I have never eaten in proportios before...

[bloodcursed]

[/NINJAXORCISTIDK ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

.../slaps at his hand again anyway. B(]

[action!] Try it~ :D

[bloodyscore]

[/BLOWSYOUUPWITHACANONBALL ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

slkdhgwl Stares at him.] I wasn't going to do anything to it!

[Video]

[selfdeluded]

[.....shit. he knows that voice, and the eyes--

sup. I'm sure you'll recognize this face when it pops up on the screen.]

Allen?

[Video]

[bloodyscore]

[Allen perks up on hearing the familiar voice, not having quite caught the video feed yet and peers around. Until he sees it's no longer reflecting his own appearance.]

How did you get in the box? [Sob.]

[Video]

[selfdeluded]

[s-sob. this wasn't going to be fun to explain. but hey, at least he wasn't being yelled at for... disappearing for days.]

It's not really a box... It's a little like a computer? [but that's really not the point--] Are you okay?

[Video]

[bloodyscore]

[lol Well, computers in his time are big and bulky things. Not to mention they're loud.

Allen's comment has the vampire looking at the thing anew.] I didn't think they could make them this small...

Hmm? I'm...fine. Aside from feeling a little nauseated and hungry at the same time.

[Video]

[selfdeluded]

...I should show you an mp3 player sometime. Remind me of that when we get out of here and I'll find you one.

[well, that was a bit of a relief, at least..] So you just got here?

[Video]

[bloodyscore]

Is it something this small? [Yes, to him the palm sized paperweight is small.

Allen pulls his hood back a bit and looks around.] I guess. I was going to my cabin and walked into this when I entered the courtyard.

[Video]

[selfdeluded]

Smaller, actually.

[ahh, and here was the fun part.] I've... been stuck here for awhile. Sorry to say it, but now you are, too.

[Video]

[bloodyscore]

[The hood keeps the feed from picking up the vampire's eyes widening, but they are. He just can't fathom it.

But it does show the frown.] Stuck? Like the Dressing Room-stuck? [Hasn't even noticed his blood red collar yet.]