Introducing, the one and only... Beauty Queen Etna! [Completed]
Character(s): Etna
Content: She wakes up outside of the domes, encounters the line and forces her way through.
Setting: Vanaheim Gate
Time: Noon
Warnings: Slight violence
She knew that Veldime was a backwater planet, but this...? It totally wasn't what she was expecting. No prinnies, no demons, no towns, no... nothing. Well, except for that giant dome she was staring at from her spot in the grass. She had been staring at it for the past couple of minutes, trying to make sense of why it was there. Then there was the line that never really seemed to get any shorter. There must've been a reason why there was even a line in the first place.
Only one way to find out!
Lifting herself off the grass, Etna grabbed her spear and flew over to the front of the line, pushing and shoving off anybody unfortunate enough to be in her away. Eventually, the only person in front of her was a blonde-haired human. "Hey, you. What's this line for?" she demanded, ignoring the angry and upset looks she was getting from those behind her.
"It is for entering the city of Paixao, young lady. Now please, wait your turn in the line like everybody else." He went back to attending the people in the line, but unfortunately for him, the newcomer wasn't quite finished yet.
Grabbing him by the shirt, Etna pressed him against the nearby wall and held the spear close to his neck.
"Did I say I was done with you?"
He tried to break free, but that only made her move the spear even closer.
“You’re going to tell me everything you know about this place.” Demanded Etna.
"I-I really don't know that much except that the name of the city is Paixao, a-and everybody inside uses one of these!" He reached into his pocket, and took out a small metallic box.
"What the hell is that...?" A confused Etna asked.
"I-It's a journal, you can use it to communicate inside the domes."
After observing the item for a moment, Etna threw the man aside and headed through the gates.
"Thanks, you were really helpful!" Staring at the pile of "journals" on a nearby desk, Etna took a red one for herself. "You won't mind, right?" she said, waving the journal in front of her before heading off into the city...
Content: She wakes up outside of the domes, encounters the line and forces her way through.
Setting: Vanaheim Gate
Time: Noon
Warnings: Slight violence
She knew that Veldime was a backwater planet, but this...? It totally wasn't what she was expecting. No prinnies, no demons, no towns, no... nothing. Well, except for that giant dome she was staring at from her spot in the grass. She had been staring at it for the past couple of minutes, trying to make sense of why it was there. Then there was the line that never really seemed to get any shorter. There must've been a reason why there was even a line in the first place.
Only one way to find out!
Lifting herself off the grass, Etna grabbed her spear and flew over to the front of the line, pushing and shoving off anybody unfortunate enough to be in her away. Eventually, the only person in front of her was a blonde-haired human. "Hey, you. What's this line for?" she demanded, ignoring the angry and upset looks she was getting from those behind her.
"It is for entering the city of Paixao, young lady. Now please, wait your turn in the line like everybody else." He went back to attending the people in the line, but unfortunately for him, the newcomer wasn't quite finished yet.
Grabbing him by the shirt, Etna pressed him against the nearby wall and held the spear close to his neck.
"Did I say I was done with you?"
He tried to break free, but that only made her move the spear even closer.
“You’re going to tell me everything you know about this place.” Demanded Etna.
"I-I really don't know that much except that the name of the city is Paixao, a-and everybody inside uses one of these!" He reached into his pocket, and took out a small metallic box.
"What the hell is that...?" A confused Etna asked.
"I-It's a journal, you can use it to communicate inside the domes."
After observing the item for a moment, Etna threw the man aside and headed through the gates.
"Thanks, you were really helpful!" Staring at the pile of "journals" on a nearby desk, Etna took a red one for herself. "You won't mind, right?" she said, waving the journal in front of her before heading off into the city...