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entrancelogs2016-11-21 07:20 pm
likeseggos) wrote in entrancelogs2016-11-21 07:20 pm
[open] suddenly there are clouds all around and the clouds all around her are warm
Who: Eleven and you!
Where: Library
When: 11/21
Rating: Probably not more than PG-13 lbr
Summary: Eleven wakes up in Wonderland. It's fine. Everything is fine.
The Story:
[the last thing she remembered was stopping the demogorgon. disintegrating it into nothing … didn't she die? she was so spent, and it took so much of her, she thought that was the only way it could end. but instead of the cold, dark, dampness of the upside down, or simply the nothingness of being dead, she found herself here. wherever here was.
as she takes in her surroundings, she realizes she's surrounded by books. she doesn't really care about books — she can read, sort of, but giving her a proper literary education was never really a priority in hawkin labs. what she does know about books in general though, is that the best ones are big and heavy. and that is why she starts grabbing the lengthier hardcover tomes off the shelf without so much as really glancing at what they are. because in a corner, she's … building a fort out of books??? or at least a sizable small collection. to chuck at people's heads.]
Where: Library
When: 11/21
Rating: Probably not more than PG-13 lbr
Summary: Eleven wakes up in Wonderland. It's fine. Everything is fine.
The Story:
[the last thing she remembered was stopping the demogorgon. disintegrating it into nothing … didn't she die? she was so spent, and it took so much of her, she thought that was the only way it could end. but instead of the cold, dark, dampness of the upside down, or simply the nothingness of being dead, she found herself here. wherever here was.
as she takes in her surroundings, she realizes she's surrounded by books. she doesn't really care about books — she can read, sort of, but giving her a proper literary education was never really a priority in hawkin labs. what she does know about books in general though, is that the best ones are big and heavy. and that is why she starts grabbing the lengthier hardcover tomes off the shelf without so much as really glancing at what they are. because in a corner, she's … building a fort out of books??? or at least a sizable small collection. to chuck at people's heads.]
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[Frisk isn't exceptionally gifted with tonal variation at this point in time, so they still sound as blank, their tone as even and dull as if they might be reciting a memorized list.]
Always heard a voice to tell me to keep going, so I did. I'd wake up and do it all over again.
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[asked more like "is that how it works?"]
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[That's what they'd call it. A SAVE and a LOAD. Too bad they can't really demonstrate right now.]
SAVE. LOAD. RESET.
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[They explained, and now she understands. That's what good kids do - they don't lie. They tell the truth and make it so people know what's happening. Good.]
Can't do it right now, though. We only get to die five times here.
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[There's plenty of theories, but Frisk hasn't heard anything concrete.]
Just that it's...bad. You lose something.
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[Another shrug. Whatever it is, Frisk doesn't seem concerned. They've only died once. And this...this is probably like some sort of death, if only because they can't feel anything. But they don't really mind.
They can't mind. They don't have the capacity to.]
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[It's of little consequence to them. They don't care about anything right now, so she's free to do as she pleases.
So with that, Frisk will head back to their room without so much as a "goodbye."]