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| [ suddenly, there's a very shell-shocked Estelle on the video feed. she's wearing a nightgown, the front of which is covered in ... well, sparkles, dust, and fairy guts. some of it was even on her face. she didn't seem to notice. no, instead, she only stares, wide-eyed, at the comm, as if it were going to give her the answer she needed to know. ]
W-Wh ... W-Where is my fairy? I can't find my fairy ... | |
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| Uuuh.
[Gamzee is just kinda staring blankly at the screen, face covered in sparkles and fairy guts.]
That... that weren't just my lil motherfucker what went and did that, right?
[just gonna sit there.
looking highly confused.
sit there
and
kinda poke his tongue out to lick around his mouth.
hmmm guts.] | |
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| [Zelos appears on the screen, looking mildly irritated and freshly showered; had to get those fairy guts out of his hair right away.]
Am I the only one who thinks this fairy thing is a good thing? I mean, they get slapped on us all when we showed up, so who knows if they were spying on us? Who knows if they were even alive or just little magical voyeurs?
[He folds his arms and taps a finger against his bicep restlessly.]
I mean, I'd have preferred it if they'd just vanished instead of exploding. That was disconcerting...
[Another pause as he thinks, then he just tosses his hands up.]
At least the curse is over.
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| [Nasuti is sitting in her new apartment, wiping off what appears to be fairy remains off of her face and neck. She appears to be concerned, but much calmer than the majority of residents that have witnessed the apparent self-destruction of these Vatheon mainstays.]
Somehow, I was under the impression that these fairies served some crucial purpose. Helping us breathe in a place with limited oxygen, perhaps, or withstand the pressure of being underneath sea level.
I see that such is not the case. But they served some sort of purpose, didn't they? Has anyone noticed anything...different since this occurred? | |
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| [There's some light breathing to be heard. In fact, it sounds like someone is fast asleep. In the afternoon.
And would be still if it weren't for a sudden BOOF!]
What? Wait WOAH! [THUD!
The video turns on to reveal Touma has fallen out of bed and is tangled up in his sheets with his feet still part way on the bed he has at Nasuti's place. And to make the situation more comical, it's like someone glitter bombed him and his eyes are still trying to clear away the sleep.]
Nnnnnn...What happened? Nasuti? Who threw glitter on me? | |
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| [Hello, Vatheon, did you miss him? Of course you did. Everyone needs a slightly jerky PokeRival-Friend-Thing in their lives. Unfortunately, this PokeRival-Friend-Thing isn't looking too pleased at the moment. The reason for that is this whole exploding fairy nonsense, since you know, exploding fairies getting all over you isn't really a pleasant thing.]
That's certainly a new way to welcome people back, Vatheon. Can't say I really appreciate it all that much, either. At the very least, going by everyone else's reactions, this hardly seems like it was an isolated incident, but whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, I'm not sure.
[he frowns at the camera again, because ew, thinking about fairies exploding and what might happen isn't really something nice and happy. And it puts people in bad moods.]
Have there been any other exploding creatures or ominous happenstances recently that I should know about? Because aside from this fairy business, Vatheon looks pretty much the same as I remember. [...] But with a place like this, there really isn't any way to be sure, is there? | |
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| [Click!
No, actually, the recording literally starts off with a clicking noise as Maka is seen turning on a lamp before settling back on the bed she was sitting on. There seem to be some trace remains of glitter left in her hair, which she idly brushes away as she regards the camera with a look of bemusement.]
Okay, so I guess that's some sign we're not being monitored anymore, at least. Or it should be. But what's going to happen to us next in that case?
[She seems to want to ponder this further, but is interrupted by a voice calling from off camera.]
Oh, what, Kid? You want to change the sheets? Ugh, fine. [Maka shifts off the bed, getting some glitter onto the screen before she shuts off the feed.] | |
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