♎ S33R: 4W4K3N

Aug 18, 2011 00:31

( 305 miller street )

[The very first thing that is immediately apparent to Terezi is her complete lack of vision.

Of course, she's been blind for a while. She's become accustomed to not seeing anything. But this is different. Her mind is pitch black; she can't smell anything. She can't taste anything. When she touches the thing she's lying on she finds that it isn't slime or her Scalemates or even Gamzee's horn pile, and ordinarily she'd know what it was just by detecting its scent.

But she can't. The world has gone dull around her- the scents have faded and the colors have dulled on her tongue, evaporated to nothing at all- and so the first thing Terezi experiences is a crippling sense of disorientation. It's like being blinded all over again. She's not prepared for it and she doesn't know what to do. Her lusus is no longer around to tell her what's wrong.

But Terezi's never been one prone to panic, and she has things to do. She knows she wasn't supposed to sleep; Karkat's going to be angry, she thinks. It's strange- she hadn't even been tired. She was about to go and find Vriska... It's downright disturbing that she'd managed to fall asleep in the middle of all of that. It's not right. Something is very wrong.

Eventually Terezi will fumble her way downstairs, moving very slowly as she does, feeling along the walls and doors and trying to figure out where the hell she is. She tries licking the wall. She tries sniffing the floor. Both results are unpleasant, but neither in a way that helps her see or understand anything. Troubling. She eventually manages to find a chair somehow and sits on it until she's inevitably called over by her new 'mother'.]

( mayfield high )

[After being whisked onto a schoolbus by an older-sounding female who had made her eat something strange in what she called a 'kitchen' and who kept calling her 'dear' and then sent her off 'to go ask about your summer homework', Terezi somehow finds herself at the high school. Not that she actually knows what it is or where she is or even what the hell is going on, because she has no sense of direction whatsoever.

So some may find a short teenaged girl with dark red hair and blue-green eyes sitting on the front steps of the school. She clutches a notebook in her hands that she occasionally lifts to her mouth to either lick, sniff, or nibble on. She does the same with the steps she's sitting on. She appears to be thinking to herself, her knees drawn up to her chest and expression deep in thought, but she's actually listening keenly to anyone passing by. Her sharp mind has already figured out a few things: one, that she seems to be on the human planet (pretty impossible, but not entirely ruled out). Two, some of the humans here are treating her like their own. Bizarre.

But now and then she'll catch a snippet of conversation that doesn't sound as strange as most of the voices do in their flat, cheerful monotone. And when that happens, she'll try to catch the person's attention, turning sightless eyes up to them and smiling a wide- frighteningly wide- and toothy grin.]

Can I ask you a question?

[She spits out a bit of paper, laughing.]
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