Oct 23, 2011 04:45
[ a familiar horizon of the wasteland - that is where this recording starts. the sky is tainted with bleak orange as the sun draws closer to the west, and there is no living person in sight - save one.
a few meters away is an unfamiliar child, lying on the barren ground. she is wearing nothing but a school uniform, a common ensemble for middle school students. after a while the blue-haired girl stirrs. ]
What... [ she pauses, and then she sits up in a jolt. ] Am I dead? Does that mean -
[ a faint blue glow emerges, and a gem appears on her hand. it's barely visible from the distance. the young girl's face draws in a sad smile. ]
...Oh. Guess not.
[ she grasps the gem tightly, and soon the glow disappears. there was a lonely silence, and it looked like the girl was crying. but she wiped her tears, and began to stand up. ]
Oh no, that won't do. Pull yourself together, Sayaka! You're still up and alive with your legs kicking, so you better make it count! Alright, we're in the middle of some unfamiliar place of land... Ahahaha, that's not a good sign, is it?
Now, where do we start...?
[ she begins to walk at the surrounding area, and as she comes closer to the PCD, the feed comes to a close. ]
ding dong the witch is dead,
ooc post,
not better than dead,
try to hope get despair,
better than dead,
game: adstringendum