5th transformation; accidental video; December 9th; afternoon
[The new communicators are really fascinating. Eve's already made a post with it, but was still interested in playing around with it. Unfortunately, she seems to have turned it on without meaning to, as she doesn't speak into it at all...]
Have I turned into something else yet, de arimasu? [Keroro turns his head around, looking behind him as if a tail would magically sprout if he tried hard enough.]
[...instead when she speaks it's towards her frog alien friend and not to the communicator. She moves to sit down at the coffee table, facing Keroro. The communicator continues to record from where she left it on the couch.] No. [A beat.] Close your eyes first.
[His tone is definitely sulky, implying that he didn't know how closing his eyes could possibly help, but WHATEVER.] Okay, they're closed, de arimasu.
[Luckily for Keroro, Eve remembered everything she learned. So she could repeat word for word what Spirit had told her to do the first time she'd learned to transform...except with less silly enthusiasm.] Take deep breaths and relax.
Okay, de arimasu. [He takes several unnecessarily deep and exaggerated breaths.]
[She bopped him over the head very lightly.] Concentrate. Imagine yourself in a bubble.
[He's trying, really! Only he imagines he would probably suffocate in a bubble. An unbreakable bubble, set apart from the universe. No one would be able to help him!]
[...another bop on his head. Not hard, won't even hurt. Just enough to get his attention.] The bubble is you. It contains your soul, your memories and your experiences. The body is there to keep the bubble safe. [So stop thinking ridiculous things, please.]
[Keroro thinks it would have been much easier if she had just said that in the beginning.] So...like a space-suit, de arimasu? [A Char Aznable-red space-suit?!]
[She had to think about this.] Something like that. [Maybe.] Now imagine your body changing shape. [And because she felt she needed to clarify:] Into anything you want.
[So...of course a Char Aznable-red space suit (limited edition) must turn into a Zaku. Char Aznable's red Zaku! Like the one he was building out of L*go! As he was thinking this, Keroro found himself rolling backwards as only a round, sphere-like object could.]
K-Kerooo! [The last thing you see is a pair of green legs disappearing over the edge of the table before you hear a crash followed by a brief shower of small red plastic bits.]
[!!!] Keroro! [Getting up to lean over the table. Are you all right? You didn't hit your head, did you? D:]
((OOC: this colour is Eve and this one is Keroro.))
Have I turned into something else yet, de arimasu? [Keroro turns his head around, looking behind him as if a tail would magically sprout if he tried hard enough.]
[...instead when she speaks it's towards her frog alien friend and not to the communicator. She moves to sit down at the coffee table, facing Keroro. The communicator continues to record from where she left it on the couch.] No. [A beat.] Close your eyes first.
[His tone is definitely sulky, implying that he didn't know how closing his eyes could possibly help, but WHATEVER.] Okay, they're closed, de arimasu.
[Luckily for Keroro, Eve remembered everything she learned. So she could repeat word for word what Spirit had told her to do the first time she'd learned to transform...except with less silly enthusiasm.] Take deep breaths and relax.
Okay, de arimasu. [He takes several unnecessarily deep and exaggerated breaths.]
[She bopped him over the head very lightly.] Concentrate. Imagine yourself in a bubble.
[He's trying, really! Only he imagines he would probably suffocate in a bubble. An unbreakable bubble, set apart from the universe. No one would be able to help him!]
[...another bop on his head. Not hard, won't even hurt. Just enough to get his attention.] The bubble is you. It contains your soul, your memories and your experiences. The body is there to keep the bubble safe. [So stop thinking ridiculous things, please.]
[Keroro thinks it would have been much easier if she had just said that in the beginning.] So...like a space-suit, de arimasu? [A Char Aznable-red space-suit?!]
[She had to think about this.] Something like that. [Maybe.] Now imagine your body changing shape. [And because she felt she needed to clarify:] Into anything you want.
[So...of course a Char Aznable-red space suit (limited edition) must turn into a Zaku. Char Aznable's red Zaku! Like the one he was building out of L*go! As he was thinking this, Keroro found himself rolling backwards as only a round, sphere-like object could.]
K-Kerooo! [The last thing you see is a pair of green legs disappearing over the edge of the table before you hear a crash followed by a brief shower of small red plastic bits.]
[!!!] Keroro! [Getting up to lean over the table. Are you all right? You didn't hit your head, did you? D:]
((OOC: this colour is Eve and this one is Keroro.))