[Sophie's wandering the slums, cleaning up. Yes cleaning. She doesn't like filthy things. There's just a tad bit more neatness to a singular street corner now.]

[He had complied a large amount of garbage, things that people would just normally leave on the side of the road. Scrap metal, broken furniture, totaled cars, there was definitely an old toilet in there somewhere. He was now sitting upon that large pile of garbage, looking more or less content himself.]Heh, this place is zetta awesome! There's ( Read more... )

...I think there's grease on my hoodie. This place is gross.

*A slightly annoyed sounding voice sounds over to whomever may be listening*

Where am I? I haven't been to this plane before and I sure as hell don't remember coming here! Is anyone else in this.... Well I suppose it's the slums, according to my NANO... And where the heck is everyone!? Don't people live here?  Should people even be living here?

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IT'S SO BORING HERE. I know I'm important, but I also have important things I need to get back to at home! So who wants what with me?

[grumbles] I guess I'll go to Paradise.

[Shiki sounds mildly distressed, and there seems to be the sound of heavy rains in the background.] I wish I would have checked the weather report or something...My favorite outfit is all s-so-[she sneezes.] It's soaked through...and now I think I have a cold on top of it.

*Anyone going through the halls right now might run into a small robot boy singing. He's slightly off-key, and his dancing doesn't quite measure up to Mr. Kelly's, but there you have it.*

Dying hurt about as much as Hal imagined. It was all academic- as the blood loss became too great, the victim would start feeling less and less, the numbness pervasively coating all sensation, pain or otherwise. He never felt the felling blow of Larxene's knife, just the feeling of falling without moving ( Read more... )

[A loud ringing in Minamimoto’s ears gave way to silence.  The pain he already had in his right shoulder had been intensified and he held onto it tightly with his left arm; hopefully that wound hadn’t opened up again.  He felt the need to vomit, but he took a few deep breaths and suppressed the sensation and pried open his eyes to find himself in ( Read more... )

The hallway is not normally a place you'll find Saïx sitting, but he's just come back from "there" again. The reaction this time is much different from those of the past. There's that evil smile, eyes showing that the gears are turning in his head, but he seems almost content with his back up against the wall ( Read more... )