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♎ First Hanging: Arrival Log ♎
Dec. 7th, 2011 07:03 pm♎Morning: Action at 2235 Stevens Road
[That? That is the sounds of an angry shriek from a troll suddenly gone human and waking up in bed when she was pretty goddamn sure she was dead.
That loud thump? That is the sound of Redglare shoving whoever is in the bed with her onto the floor.] You foul, detestable creature. Where have you taken me and what have you done?! Everything is-is black! [What the heck? She can't smell anything. Everything is black to her. this can't be real.] Are you working with that spider scum?
Is this some trick? I am pretty sure that I should be dead! [GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE. THE SUN SMILES FOR YOU.]
♎Afternoon: Phone
I do not like these silly pink-skinned body forms. They are weak and insufficient. How does one get your hands on getting back your bearings? This is rather important as I can not function at full capacity without some certain skills.
What are those skills? How about none of your business?
I would like some insight on this place. Such as, how it can take one from the dead and easily bring it back and what its full capabilities are. I intend to do something about it, as so fit my role.
Is this communication device even working? These stupid contraptions... [Slams the phone and hangs up.]
♎Evening: Action in front of 2235 Stevens Road
[Redglare is sitting on the porch rather annoyed. She had spent most of the day running into things and nearly falling into everything. Being blind sucks and this is stupid.]
How dare a place strip me of what is rightfully mine.
[That? That is the sounds of an angry shriek from a troll suddenly gone human and waking up in bed when she was pretty goddamn sure she was dead.
That loud thump? That is the sound of Redglare shoving whoever is in the bed with her onto the floor.] You foul, detestable creature. Where have you taken me and what have you done?! Everything is-is black! [What the heck? She can't smell anything. Everything is black to her. this can't be real.] Are you working with that spider scum?
Is this some trick? I am pretty sure that I should be dead! [GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE. THE SUN SMILES FOR YOU.]
♎Afternoon: Phone
I do not like these silly pink-skinned body forms. They are weak and insufficient. How does one get your hands on getting back your bearings? This is rather important as I can not function at full capacity without some certain skills.
What are those skills? How about none of your business?
I would like some insight on this place. Such as, how it can take one from the dead and easily bring it back and what its full capabilities are. I intend to do something about it, as so fit my role.
Is this communication device even working? These stupid contraptions... [Slams the phone and hangs up.]
♎Evening: Action in front of 2235 Stevens Road
[Redglare is sitting on the porch rather annoyed. She had spent most of the day running into things and nearly falling into everything. Being blind sucks and this is stupid.]
How dare a place strip me of what is rightfully mine.
