【WEARING • LATEST TUMBLR UPDATE • OOC】 She hated winter. ...Alright, that wasn't entirely true, but the frosty, wet weather had dragged on for far too long. It felt like spring was taking it's sweet time arriving, and she was ready for spaghetti strap dresses and visits to the beach (not that either of those things would be happening any time soon). For a moment, she forgot about being the target of a crazy woman, or that taking off this protective mask and suit would result in radiation poisoning...Or that she was in the same room as a corpse and a murderer. Just for a second, before she opened her eyes and greeted the day, she would think about living past her teens. She thought about getting married and maybe getting a dog. A beach house would be nice, too. A lover, a dog, the ocean and the sunshine...Thoughts like these only wafted through her angry mind so often, and they never lasted long. Usually, they only seemed far away. Now, small dreams like these seemed completely unobtainable. ❝100 DAYS, this is Masked Frostie speaking, come in 100 DAYS. If you can hear, find the eagle's nest. There should be a cup-and-string in there. I repeat, a cup-and-string is in the eagle's nest. Over.❞ Her eyes lids fluttered open. Madeline recognized the sugary sweet voice being distorted through the school's intercom. It was the little girl she didn't like. ...There was an awfully large list of people she hated. For a moment, she wondered if she should try and cut it down...but then she remembered her decision to basically slaughter everyone else. With a deep sigh, she pushed her stubborn body into a stiff sitting position and fought the sudden urge to start sobbing. Grief pooled in her tightening chest. There was so much to be upset about that she didn't even know which thing was bothering her the most. Sniffling to herself, she set her feet down and gazed at Elliot's sleeping form. "Hey," she mumbled, nudging his body with her foot. She didn't wait for him to stir and instead started to look around for a radio or some way to communicate back. Staying quiet wouldn't be helping them...Unfortunately, she found nothing. They would have to go to the principal's office. Fun. Hopefully Vanilla could wait until after their summoning, then. While Elliot was waking himself up, Madeline began to gather science tubes, frogs (yuck!), paper and other supplies around dead-brunette's nauseating body.
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Thank you again to everyone who participated. Things ran relatively smooth. Only one not-drop-out, so I didn't cry or rip my hair out. Most of you mixed your own, which was also nice. However, we only had about eight songs as opposed to our usual 15+, and only a few of you actually seemed to be 'there' for the actual night (Tummer, Forsaken, Dinny and myself-- no offense, it was nice hanging out), despite there being two airings. That being said, I'm significantly underwhelmed. I miss you guys, but the turn out wasn't that inspiring. A sincere thank you to those of you who actually showed up and participated, and also those who said they wanted to. Peace out for another five months--*shot*
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【WEARING • LATEST TUMBLR UPDATE • OOC】 A shiver ran down her spine and nausea stirred up within her. Blood oozed from the cut and trickled down over his concealed fingers. The girl beneath him convulsed and gasped for a bit before eventually stilling, from what she could tell. It reminded her of something...Her neck started stinging and she felt a bit claustrophobic again, but it passed. Nothing was worth taking this suit off right now. The sun had set. Another day, wasted. Anger started up again, but it faded out into nothing. Her eyes lingered on the scene before her for a moment, but she shook her head and locked her gaze on Elliot, instead. Sure, she had encouraged him a bit, but it took a lot of guts to kill another person. Few people could really do it, if faced with the opportunity. She hadn't been sure he would be one of the ones who could. Her heartbeat quickened as she began to reevaluate him. He was just so puny and meek looking, despite still managing to look attractive, hovering over his prey; a dark-haired, clear-eyed killer--. Oh no. She turned away quickly and climbed up onto one of the classroom desks, avoiding looking at him again. "Thanks for that, I guess." She laid on her back, gazing up at the ceiling. He could have not stepped in. "First thing in the morning, we should summon Crestatia and...try to work this out."She didn't know how else to put it. Her eyes were burning and the gas mask was tight around her face. She wanted to take it off. She wanted this to be over with. Curling tighter into a ball, she closed her eyes and tried to get some sleep, wondering if Quin and Thomas were alright.
【WEARING • LATEST TUMBLR UPDATE • OOC】 Madeline rolled her eyes. What, was she supposed to be afraid of the loon? Sure, her voice had become more aggressive, but her body was still tiny. Weak. Frail. There was no doubt she had spent a good amount of time inactive, physically. Probably doped up, if she had always been this crazy. Had Madeline been more built herself, she could have easily retaliated. But she was hungry, overheated , and weighed down by this stupid suit... on top of being small herself. It didn't even make sense for her to be the one at the summoning between the two of them. She didn't want to make a deal!! She was absolutely stupid! Crazy brunette wrapped her fingers around Madeline's neck as best as she could with the suit's protection. Perfect. Not being able to breathe very well was no fun, but she attacked her. That would give Elliot the means to strike, preferably before she lost consciousness. Luckily, Madeline was pushed down before that happened. She spent the time Elliot had granted her taking deep breaths and steadying her vision before standing back up. Completely nuts. It was sad. Gazing out of the classroom window, she could tell that it was getting late. They could have been finished by now. This could have been ended by now. Why did everyone always have to fuck something up? Adrenaline pumped through her veins at the sound of the shattering glass. She swiveled around and eyed Elliot, who was picking up a shard of glass at the time. Her lips twitched with a smile, but it left soon after. Her head hurt."Do it," she mumbled softly. "Don't feel bad." Sure, it was disturbing and sadistic of her to be a bit eager to watch any throat slitting that may occur, but Madeline was being genuine, as well. No one should have to kiss someone elses' ass just to keep them sane. If all it took was some blunt honesty to make the girl get physically violent, then she deserved it. She would get in their way. Madeline wasn't particularly fond of the maybe-gay boy, but she didn't want him to beat himself up, either. This game had messed with all of them. They needed to toughen up to pull through. This needed to end. If crazy-girl was truly, violently, against them, she needed to be gone. No guilt. Madeline was getting tired. They needed to hurry up and accomplish something.
I'll try to! OP updated!! Working on some of these on my next day off (or later tonight if my laptop will cooperate), which is probably Tuesday. Maybe.
【WEARING • LATEST TUMBLR UPDATE • OOC: hyuge don't read this until you're not emotional lol】 Were they really going through this, right now? Could absolutely nothing go smoothly, even with just three of them? Sure, the kid was nutso--that was clear--but did she really have to 'snap' right here--before some actual progress could have been made? Madeline stared at her quietly for a few moments, noting the darkened look upon her face. That was it. The final straw. Everyone in this 'game' was a counter-productive sack of shit and Madeline was was fed up. Sick of it. Sure, she hadn't really done anything substantial lately, but she didn't get in people's way. The familiar bubble of anger rose up inside of her until she felt her fingertips tre the suit. "W-we don't even exist, why does dying matter? We could, t-though. But not without taking the risk."Madeline wasn't so nice. "...What was that? Come again?"Her tone was flat, her own eyes glaring needles at the stupid little fucker. She was tempted to grab one of the chairs and whack it over the crazy bitch's head a few times. No, more than a few times. Over and over and over and over and over again. Madeline wanted blood. She wanted this idiot brunette's skull cracked open, neck snapped and pink brains splattered all over the classroom floor. Yeah, she was angry, but it was a different kind of angry than she had ever been before (this was a lie). More than anything, she was tired. She wanted things to improve and they weren't changing. Honestly, Madeline had tried to work together with everyone. Deep inside, Madeline knew she wasn't perfect. She knew she wasn't always right, but a lot of her ideas so far would have proven useful--if followed. Her suggestions were ignored time and time again, and why? Because she wasn't likable? What, were people so moronic that they let their bias get in the way of life or death situations? Madeline's thoughts flashed back to the auditorium. During the flood she had tried suggesting that they all open up to each other and try to do some form of bonding. Immediately, after being ignored, they all began to discuss the subject of killing each other. How funny it was that that was accepted so much easier--excluding Chernbo. Her eyes darted towards Elliot for a moment, hoping that if anything happened, he would step in, and without completely realizing it, Madeline had inched closer to the girl. "Listen here, you fucking idiot, now is not the time for your crazy. Elliot and I are going to summon Crestatia, and we're going to try and put a stop to some things--for the sake of everyone in this game. You are going to be our vessel, alright? And if not that, then you will end up being our blood sacrifice. I am not fucking with you, get a goddamn grip on yourself. "
tnx guys. KN will be re-airing tomorrow at 6pm EST for whoever missed it.
you're not a fan of mulan? no but i enjoyed this, too, even without being a dbz fan myself
That was lovely, Tummer. I had never heard that song before.
Omghajoifjioajfsiowjeg jgoajdmag u guys are cute
Very cute, Shadow_Rocks. Great job.
HoT! That sounded like so much fun to sing.
^Pretty much. I love your laughs.
Whooooop. Good job between sounding manly and kawaii, Fearless.
so many les mis songs khv good job, though, Tummer. i'm happy i actually know these songs now
