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Annie Leonhardt ([personal profile] stohess) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs2013-09-07 10:46 am
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OPEN: [insert random itunes lyrics here]

Who: Annie Leonhardt [personal profile] stohess and........ YOU.
What: A newcomer explores the castle. What is going on? What is happen? What is this place evena all about? Why are there no walls? you know. Big ones.
When: The morning of September 6.
Where: Cair Paradisa.
Rating: ???

So this was a new world.

As impossible as it was, it was a relief. From what she initially discovered about Paradisa, it knew nothing of the taint of the titans... and humans, although still small in number, were thriving and free. It was leagues better than back home, where certain repercussions awaited her. Not that she was one to stray from reaping what she sowed, she couldn't help but refuse to accept punishment for something in which she couldn't remember her reasoning.

It was annoying, to say the least. But really, what did it matter? She was stuck here now, and here she would stay.

And so, she'd explore. She would get a feel for this so-called kingless castle, something completely separate from the fucked up political and miltaristic system she had seemingly left behind.

Not that this place was much less a prison...

(ooc. OPEN TO ALL, OPEN FOR ANYWHERE IN PARADISA. PUT WHERE YOUR CHARACTER IS IN YOUR SUBJECT LINE MAYBE? YEAH!

also i am at work right now, so tagging may be slow.

please let me know here here if you want to avoid canon spoilers!)
samson: (&doc;)

[personal profile] samson 2013-09-11 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Brock barely glanced up when someone else rolled in here, because it was a kitchen, right? People came in and out of here all the time, and it wasn't like he recognized everybody by sight, especially not somebody who looks as normal as this girl does. Regular colored hair, regular(-ish) clothes, not glowing with weird power... normal.

So he just resumed making his sandwich, because let me reiterate that he really wanted this sandwich, but the girl... was playing with the fridge. Why was she playing with the fridge?

He glanced over again, watching her for a second. Maybe she was just...

No...

Okay, no. She definitely didn't...

Brock turned to face her fully, leaning one hand on the counter and the other on his hip. "It's a fridge."
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[personal profile] samson 2013-09-12 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Brock patiently waited, looking at this girl even as she... didn't seem all too interested in speaking to him. Kids today!! Rude. Luckily, Brock also knew how to deal with teenagers, so he wasn't all too offended.

Still. She wasn't really... saying anything... and after a few awkward seconds of silence, he realized she wasn't going to.

"Uh. Different from what?"
Edited (no wrong icon) 2013-09-12 01:14 (UTC)
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[personal profile] samson 2013-09-15 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"It's electricity," he said slowly, which is... maybe true? It's at least half true, certainly. Electric lights in refrigerators were powered by electricity, as a general rule. Whether the electricity in Paradisa was actually electricity, well, that's... a good question.

"It keeps stuff from spoiling, anyway," he continued, having dealt with plenty of people from backwards places over the years to know how to properly explain the function of a fridge. "So fruits, vegetables, meat... they can be stored for longer."
Edited (fuck i keep using the wrong icon?!?!?!) 2013-09-15 03:17 (UTC)