Yo dawg I herd u like dogs so we put a dog in yo bean...
Characters: Missile, open
Time: Midday
Location: The Bean
Content: There is a hat under the Bean. The hat is also a dog.
Format: starting in prose, either is good
Warnings: Dead dog is freaking out a little.
Uh oh. Oh boy. Um. He'd messed something up, somewhere. He must have made a mistake. Because he was pretty sure this was nowhere like where he'd been before. It didn't look the same at all! This wasn't made of wood, or inside a building, and it was way too shiny up above... though it did look a little like it had been blown up kind of recently.
Inside his woolen hat, the little spirit fretted over what could have possibly happened. He hadn't used another trick, had he? He was sure his paw couldn't reach nearly however far this was from where he'd been. He hadn't even meant to go anywhere! If it was a new trick he'd done on accident... well, maybe he just needed to envision back to that room, where Sissel and the man in white and the pigeon guy were, and just... GO THERE!
In spite of thinking very hard about it, though, both the hat and Missile's spirit within it remained perfectly unmoved underneath the big shiny thing with a weird shape. Nerves were really beginning to set in. Missile didn't care that much about making a mistake, but if he really was going to have trouble figuring things out around here... well, how was he supposed to help Miss Kamila? She could be getting more and more hostage by the second, here!
Slipping into the Ghost World, Missile looked for something, anything he could leap to in order to try and get moving, but found his options woefully limited. The big shiny thingy overhead had a core, but it was just out of reach from where he was. The only other thing he could see was some small little thing over next to him. With few other options, the ghost jumped over into it.
The instant he possessed the device, though, he was able to decipher one thing about it; it was another one of those Hellos that humans used so much! It looked different, and Missile didn't know how it worked, but Sissel used these to get around! Maybe he could use it to send out a call for his friend for help. The possessed Hello clicked on at his will, and Missile barked his call for help through it. And then he waited, because... well, apparently that was all there was to do.
The emotion of nervousness was something really very new to the small dog. He hadn't gotten much need for it, before. As the unfamiliar notion swept in, Missile decided he didn't like it.
Time: Midday
Location: The Bean
Content: There is a hat under the Bean. The hat is also a dog.
Format: starting in prose, either is good
Warnings: Dead dog is freaking out a little.
Uh oh. Oh boy. Um. He'd messed something up, somewhere. He must have made a mistake. Because he was pretty sure this was nowhere like where he'd been before. It didn't look the same at all! This wasn't made of wood, or inside a building, and it was way too shiny up above... though it did look a little like it had been blown up kind of recently.
Inside his woolen hat, the little spirit fretted over what could have possibly happened. He hadn't used another trick, had he? He was sure his paw couldn't reach nearly however far this was from where he'd been. He hadn't even meant to go anywhere! If it was a new trick he'd done on accident... well, maybe he just needed to envision back to that room, where Sissel and the man in white and the pigeon guy were, and just... GO THERE!
In spite of thinking very hard about it, though, both the hat and Missile's spirit within it remained perfectly unmoved underneath the big shiny thing with a weird shape. Nerves were really beginning to set in. Missile didn't care that much about making a mistake, but if he really was going to have trouble figuring things out around here... well, how was he supposed to help Miss Kamila? She could be getting more and more hostage by the second, here!
Slipping into the Ghost World, Missile looked for something, anything he could leap to in order to try and get moving, but found his options woefully limited. The big shiny thingy overhead had a core, but it was just out of reach from where he was. The only other thing he could see was some small little thing over next to him. With few other options, the ghost jumped over into it.
The instant he possessed the device, though, he was able to decipher one thing about it; it was another one of those Hellos that humans used so much! It looked different, and Missile didn't know how it worked, but Sissel used these to get around! Maybe he could use it to send out a call for his friend for help. The possessed Hello clicked on at his will, and Missile barked his call for help through it. And then he waited, because... well, apparently that was all there was to do.
The emotion of nervousness was something really very new to the small dog. He hadn't gotten much need for it, before. As the unfamiliar notion swept in, Missile decided he didn't like it.