3rd Dose - And There Shall Be Light [Back-Dated to This Morning & the Present]
[This Morning - Locked to Roomies and Anyone Who Hears Him Over the Journal]
[If you are in room C2, you might be privy to a sudden loud sound of surprise and the rapid slapping of feet to the nearest mirror. Yes, it might be a bit undignified, but you know, the situation rather calls for it, don't you think?]
I can.... see....
[Oh yes, that's right. Bishamon can finally see. It seems it has just taken the Castle a bit longer to reverse his eyesight than it did his body, but it finally got to it! He's staring at himself in the mirror and then around the room.... and might just be heading over and letting in a SEARING amount of morning light through the window - and if you were out all night, that might not be fun. Whoops.]
[Afternoon-Present - OPEN TO ALL]
[If you are walking through town, you might see a rather strange person sitting on the bench in the park. Maybe he's a hooligan with that tattoo visible on his throat, the one on the back of his neck, those three piercings in one ear and the tattoo atop his foot. Only hooligans have that sort of thing, right? Or maybe he's the local weirdo, because he's avidly watching anyone and everyone going by with a sort of amazed smile on his face. Did he take his meds? Seriously, does anyone know?
Well, none of the above apply. It is just Bishamon, drinking in the sight of colors and forms and light for the first time in over 700 years. So yeah, you might be wearing that smile and staring at the world like he is if that had happened to you. And he's talking to himself, so maybe that helps the 'wacko' designation....]
To think I would see color again. Green. Red. Blue. Yellow. I had forgotten what it was, to see color, to see light even as I feel it on my skin. Truly the world has changed much in the time of my darkness. Wonders, so many wonders. Cars. I had only felt them and now I can see them. The new attire of men and women. Voices with faces. Smells with foods. I had forgotten how much she had taken from me.....
Perhaps I owe this place a debt after all.
[ooc: And now the mun shall go to collapse. *flop*]
[If you are in room C2, you might be privy to a sudden loud sound of surprise and the rapid slapping of feet to the nearest mirror. Yes, it might be a bit undignified, but you know, the situation rather calls for it, don't you think?]
I can.... see....
[Oh yes, that's right. Bishamon can finally see. It seems it has just taken the Castle a bit longer to reverse his eyesight than it did his body, but it finally got to it! He's staring at himself in the mirror and then around the room.... and might just be heading over and letting in a SEARING amount of morning light through the window - and if you were out all night, that might not be fun. Whoops.]
[Afternoon-Present - OPEN TO ALL]
[If you are walking through town, you might see a rather strange person sitting on the bench in the park. Maybe he's a hooligan with that tattoo visible on his throat, the one on the back of his neck, those three piercings in one ear and the tattoo atop his foot. Only hooligans have that sort of thing, right? Or maybe he's the local weirdo, because he's avidly watching anyone and everyone going by with a sort of amazed smile on his face. Did he take his meds? Seriously, does anyone know?
Well, none of the above apply. It is just Bishamon, drinking in the sight of colors and forms and light for the first time in over 700 years. So yeah, you might be wearing that smile and staring at the world like he is if that had happened to you. And he's talking to himself, so maybe that helps the 'wacko' designation....]
To think I would see color again. Green. Red. Blue. Yellow. I had forgotten what it was, to see color, to see light even as I feel it on my skin. Truly the world has changed much in the time of my darkness. Wonders, so many wonders. Cars. I had only felt them and now I can see them. The new attire of men and women. Voices with faces. Smells with foods. I had forgotten how much she had taken from me.....
Perhaps I owe this place a debt after all.
[ooc: And now the mun shall go to collapse. *flop*]