Raining raining raining raining why is it raining again why won't it stop--

[If you've ever heard a little kid whine, that's exactly what Flandre's doing. The inclement weather is encouraging something like a tantrum; this is her bratty side, yes. The rain seemed so close, creeping in through the walls and ceiling and floor and she couldn't get ( Read more... )

[Here's another perplexed voice, Luceti.]

...is it still snowing?

Everything feels different now. Kind of. A bit.

((OOC: THE NINEBALL IS CHRONOLOGICALLY FIRST that is all :3))

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[Nothing to see here. Just a little girl peeking out the window of House 44, people-watching, staring at you. Nothing out of the ordinary--except she's not human, her eyes are bright day-glow red and that gaze seems to be doing a fabulous job at trying to burn holes into your brain. Or, if you are lacking this gray and squishy organ, whatever it ( Read more... )

[RESIDENTS OF HOUSE 44, YOU ARE BEING ATTACKED ( Read more... )

[The journal's camera captures...a shoe! Specifically the bottom of one; more specifically, the heel.]

--s is not where I was last.

[Joining the chorus of almost-familiar voices is another; the eyes that the camera sees when the foot is lifted away are inhumanly red and glowing. Like not-so-little, familiar coals. The face is...also slightly ( Read more... )

Why did you wake me up, Meiling?

Come on, come on! I've got a surprise for you!

[Grumble grumble follow follow.] ...are we going outside?

Yep, we sure are! Sorry, I can't bring the surprise inside.

But I don't want to play right now, I want to sleep. [Buuut, Flandre is still following Meiling like a puppy. Even though she's a bit grumpy.]

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[Of course Flandre is awake at this time of night, silly diurnal creature! She's drawing one of her wings in the journal--yes, that vaguely wing-shaped bizarre iron and crystal fabrication, not the feathery things currently on her back ( Read more... )

...does this always happen?

[Yes, that is all the network gets. If you see her outside later, though--just outside the front door of House 44, in between stepping back into the building and out again, you will notice that...Flandre doesn't look terribly different. Her dress is black, her sleeves have gotten longer, and her hat's gone. She seems ( Read more... )

[It might have been when you weren't paying attention, it might have been when you were looking straight at it--but, with a pop, there is now one (1) small vampire in the kitchen sink. She doesn't quite fit; her legs are kind of sprawled out the end and her head is kind of poking out the other, but Flandre's still dead asleep and hasn't woken up ( Read more... )