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ioduanlogs2018-02-03 07:58 am
priforprince) wrote in ioduanlogs2018-02-03 07:58 am
Open ♔ envied by both neighbors and gods:
Characters: Hibiki and you!
Date: Early February
Location: Around and about Aifaran
Situation: Hibiki discovers many things and is bad for teacups.
Warnings:hibiki Narcissism; poor fine motor skills.
[ Scene I - At a fancy art gallery. ]
[ A rare chance has come up, for those interested in the arts. It seems a renowned Igheeri sculptor has discovered a new muse, and has created a design for their intended masterwork. Today, that design shall be unveiled to the public, acted out by that very muse! Live art!
Excitement is high at the event. The Igheeri swoops down from a perch installed in the gallery for just such flourishes. After a brief, haughty speech about a Dreamfolk worthy of being immortalized in art, the cover over the modeling muse is is whisked away to reveal -
Well. This intended pose for the future statue is sure something. Something the model is now doing in real time.
Do try not to faint. ]
[ Scene II - In the Dreaming Bridge. ]
"User not found"?!
[ This is impossible! Yes, Hibiki had only made that Xa Xa account to stay better informed on everyone else's folly, but for it to have completely vanished....! And when she had actually wanted to inform her audience of her change in status, at that!
She's being rather loud in the hallways of the Dreaming Bridge. It's early in the morning. And she's placing a call. ]
Technical support? An outrage has occurred. Amend it immediately!
[ Scene III - On the street. ]
[ "I'm gonna prove I love bibirus more than you! By....by talking like this, bibi!" ]
HHHHHHHHH!
[ Hibiki had been about to take a sip out of this teacup when a couple of squabbling kedan kids pass by. One has made his head sprout bibiru wings. The other has taken this as a challenge.
And Hibiki's teacup is a victim, dropping from her fingers to shatter on this streetside table. She, herself, is frozen in shock. A single drop of blood leaks from a cut on her finger where a piece of the breaking cup had nicked it. Where it spills on the table, a tiny imp rises, stretches, yawns, and looks around. Since Hibiki doesn't seem to be moving, it sits on a piece of the broken teacup and waits.
Nothing to see here. ]
[ Scene IV - At a cafe. ]
What morbidly useful creatures.
[ Hibiki is sitting in a corner of this cafe, accepting the handkerchief one of her imps has just fetched from her pocket for her. She presses it against the finger she'd pricked and watches the second imp carefully stir her tea with a spoon that's bigger than it. ]
The generation method is slightly out of my idiom, but all things considered, the ultimate servants would of course be a part of me. These shall serve flawlessly--
[ Clatter. The imp tips the teacup over by stirring too hard. Now it's standing dumbly in a spilling puddle, looking down.
Hibiki's eyebrow twitches. ]
Date: Early February
Location: Around and about Aifaran
Situation: Hibiki discovers many things and is bad for teacups.
Warnings:
[ Scene I - At a fancy art gallery. ]
[ A rare chance has come up, for those interested in the arts. It seems a renowned Igheeri sculptor has discovered a new muse, and has created a design for their intended masterwork. Today, that design shall be unveiled to the public, acted out by that very muse! Live art!
Excitement is high at the event. The Igheeri swoops down from a perch installed in the gallery for just such flourishes. After a brief, haughty speech about a Dreamfolk worthy of being immortalized in art, the cover over the modeling muse is is whisked away to reveal -
Well. This intended pose for the future statue is sure something. Something the model is now doing in real time.
Do try not to faint. ]
[ Scene II - In the Dreaming Bridge. ]
"User not found"?!
[ This is impossible! Yes, Hibiki had only made that Xa Xa account to stay better informed on everyone else's folly, but for it to have completely vanished....! And when she had actually wanted to inform her audience of her change in status, at that!
She's being rather loud in the hallways of the Dreaming Bridge. It's early in the morning. And she's placing a call. ]
Technical support? An outrage has occurred. Amend it immediately!
[ Scene III - On the street. ]
[ "I'm gonna prove I love bibirus more than you! By....by talking like this, bibi!" ]
HHHHHHHHH!
[ Hibiki had been about to take a sip out of this teacup when a couple of squabbling kedan kids pass by. One has made his head sprout bibiru wings. The other has taken this as a challenge.
And Hibiki's teacup is a victim, dropping from her fingers to shatter on this streetside table. She, herself, is frozen in shock. A single drop of blood leaks from a cut on her finger where a piece of the breaking cup had nicked it. Where it spills on the table, a tiny imp rises, stretches, yawns, and looks around. Since Hibiki doesn't seem to be moving, it sits on a piece of the broken teacup and waits.
Nothing to see here. ]
[ Scene IV - At a cafe. ]
What morbidly useful creatures.
[ Hibiki is sitting in a corner of this cafe, accepting the handkerchief one of her imps has just fetched from her pocket for her. She presses it against the finger she'd pricked and watches the second imp carefully stir her tea with a spoon that's bigger than it. ]
The generation method is slightly out of my idiom, but all things considered, the ultimate servants would of course be a part of me. These shall serve flawlessly--
[ Clatter. The imp tips the teacup over by stirring too hard. Now it's standing dumbly in a spilling puddle, looking down.
Hibiki's eyebrow twitches. ]
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The imp, bored, rocks back and forth on their piece of broken teacup. La la la. ]
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His eyes shifts over to the imp, bemused.] You there.
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These may not be the brightest creatures to ever respond to a blood sacrifice. ]
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[A nod towards Hibiki. Does he need to bring her to the Dreaming Bridge?]
1/2
The kids who are arguing about bibirus move on. The imp picks up a teaspoon, waddles over to Hibiki... ]
2/2
HHhhhh!!!!
[ Where is she?! What?!
Did anyone get the license plate number of that sentence ender?! ]
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[Oh, she's back to normal. Ish.]
Are you alright?
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[ A moment of residual horror as her mind finally absorbs what her instincts had been trying to shield, or else prepare her, for facing.
Then she notices the imp still standing there with the spoon. ]
What is that diminutive creature?
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He sighs, crossing his arms as his eyes shifts over to the imp.]
Seems to be an imp of some sort. You summoned it.
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[ Hibiki looks down at her finger - she's bleeding. When did that --
The imp waves the spoon around in greeting and begins squeaking. Hibiki is clearly thinking about this combination of events. Very hard.
Then she smirks. ] Heh.
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Figured it out then?
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When it hits the table, another imp rises.
And immediately raises its hands in a rather foolish looking VICTORY pose, simply because it feels like it, but Hibiki is too busy sitting back and smirking (and reaching for her handkerchief to deal with this cut) to care.
SHE IS A GENIUS ]