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maskormenacelogs2014-09-01 12:55 am
tragicomedienne) wrote in maskormenacelogs2014-09-01 12:55 am
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[closed] tell me everything that went wrong
WHO: Nanami Kiryuu & Nonon Jakuzure
WHERE: Residence #036, Heropa
WHEN: Sometime last week, probably.
WHAT: A great way to meet people. Driven to suspicion by her corvid stalkers, Nanami targets her newest housemate for questioning.
WARNINGS: N/A; maybe some adult language.
((If you prefer we switch to brackets, go wild! I'm flexible.))
There's no point in getting attached to any of the people who come in and out the front door. Anything beyond introductions and the most simple of cohabitation would just emphasize all the differences between the places they came from. It will force Nanami to confront the potentially infinite amount of time she can spend here before rescue comes.
So Nanami has marked her very minimal possessions with 'This is Mine' and 'Do Not Touch,' and spends most of her time when she isn't recording for that boring show she works with squirreled away in her room, mid-crisis.
The birds that have been hanging around, staring at her, waking her up, watching her cry, eyeballing her food, shrieking in the night, leaving feathers everywhere, pretending they haven't been leaving feathers everywhere, and generally making her feel totally creeped out. Enough of that kind of behavior and anyone would wind up snapping. Nanami just snapped earlier than most. After the crows have made her feel vulnerable enough to lose sleep, it doesn't take long to set her sights on the only other possible culprits in the house: her roommates. It has much less to do with the crows than it might seem at first - on edge emotionally and tired, she's just looking for an excuse.
This is how she ends up outside a closed door, bringing her fist against it in a rapid motion that's more hammer than knock.
"Hey! Are you feeding all those stupid crows? You have to figure something out! I'm not looking after your dumb pets because you're all too noisy."
After speaking, she wails on the door again just for good measure, in case the musically-inclined enigma on the other side fell asleep listening to the classics or is just, unacceptably, ignoring her.
WHERE: Residence #036, Heropa
WHEN: Sometime last week, probably.
WHAT: A great way to meet people. Driven to suspicion by her corvid stalkers, Nanami targets her newest housemate for questioning.
WARNINGS: N/A; maybe some adult language.
((If you prefer we switch to brackets, go wild! I'm flexible.))
There's no point in getting attached to any of the people who come in and out the front door. Anything beyond introductions and the most simple of cohabitation would just emphasize all the differences between the places they came from. It will force Nanami to confront the potentially infinite amount of time she can spend here before rescue comes.
So Nanami has marked her very minimal possessions with 'This is Mine' and 'Do Not Touch,' and spends most of her time when she isn't recording for that boring show she works with squirreled away in her room, mid-crisis.
The birds that have been hanging around, staring at her, waking her up, watching her cry, eyeballing her food, shrieking in the night, leaving feathers everywhere, pretending they haven't been leaving feathers everywhere, and generally making her feel totally creeped out. Enough of that kind of behavior and anyone would wind up snapping. Nanami just snapped earlier than most. After the crows have made her feel vulnerable enough to lose sleep, it doesn't take long to set her sights on the only other possible culprits in the house: her roommates. It has much less to do with the crows than it might seem at first - on edge emotionally and tired, she's just looking for an excuse.
This is how she ends up outside a closed door, bringing her fist against it in a rapid motion that's more hammer than knock.
"Hey! Are you feeding all those stupid crows? You have to figure something out! I'm not looking after your dumb pets because you're all too noisy."
After speaking, she wails on the door again just for good measure, in case the musically-inclined enigma on the other side fell asleep listening to the classics or is just, unacceptably, ignoring her.