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smash_logs2012-09-13 09:08 am
twistedspoon) wrote in smash_logs2012-09-13 09:08 am
Entry tags:
- !open log,
- ai/purple pikmin (pikmin),
- bulba/venusaur (pokemon),
- casey/abra (pokemon),
- chili (pokemon),
- chun li (street fighter),
- cress (pokemon),
- flint (mother),
- flurrie (mario),
- garry (ib),
- glados (portal),
- jon talbain (darkstalkers),
- knuckles (sonic the hedgehog),
- kumatora (mother),
- little mac (punch out),
- miles edgeworth (ace attorney),
- natural harmonia gropius (pokemon),
- ocelot (metal gear),
- phoenix wright (ace attorney),
- pit (kid icarus),
- ron delite (ace attorney),
- samus aran (metroid),
- shadow (sonic the hedgehog),
- sig (puyo puyo),
- silver (sonic the hedgehog),
- skull kid (zelda),
- sonic (sonic the hedgehog),
- vinnie/venusaur (pokemon),
- warren/persian (pokemon),
- x (megaman x)
I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming
Who: Everyone
What: DREAMS
When: A whole 24 hours spanning from September 14th-15th
Warnings: Creepy nightmares? Innuendo? I don't know, the usual.
There had been so much buzz about those stupid lollipops for weeks now. Not only out loud, but in her head - thoughts ranging from what's the deal with those things? to gotta have more to pricy as fuck. Eventually, she confused the cravings of others for her own, and it just so happened that her very own roommate had a box right on her side of the room!
Casey wasn't supposed to touch it, but she didn't see why. Money issues, or something. She didn't get the big deal about money either. She wasn't a Meowth, so there was no reason for her to have any. Therefore, the rules about it didn't apply to her.
That was her logic, anyway.
When Ai was asleep, she opened up the box and put her telekinesis to good use. Five of the candies lifted into the air - two green, three yellow - and the wrappers tore off in perfect synchronization. Too bad nobody was watching. The Abra opened her mouth wide and crammed all of them in at once, because she had no concept of savouring anything.
Shortly after, she fell asleep, the sticks still poking out of her mouth. That had to be bad for her teeth.
Soon the dreaming began...
What: DREAMS
When: A whole 24 hours spanning from September 14th-15th
Warnings: Creepy nightmares? Innuendo? I don't know, the usual.
There had been so much buzz about those stupid lollipops for weeks now. Not only out loud, but in her head - thoughts ranging from what's the deal with those things? to gotta have more to pricy as fuck. Eventually, she confused the cravings of others for her own, and it just so happened that her very own roommate had a box right on her side of the room!
Casey wasn't supposed to touch it, but she didn't see why. Money issues, or something. She didn't get the big deal about money either. She wasn't a Meowth, so there was no reason for her to have any. Therefore, the rules about it didn't apply to her.
That was her logic, anyway.
When Ai was asleep, she opened up the box and put her telekinesis to good use. Five of the candies lifted into the air - two green, three yellow - and the wrappers tore off in perfect synchronization. Too bad nobody was watching. The Abra opened her mouth wide and crammed all of them in at once, because she had no concept of savouring anything.
Shortly after, she fell asleep, the sticks still poking out of her mouth. That had to be bad for her teeth.
Soon the dreaming began...
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"Well, congratulations," he replied dryly, clearly starting to get a little suspicious of the way Ocelot kept staring at him. "If I'd known I was having this many visitors I would have notified my subconscious to give me clothes."
LOOK, MISTER, how was he supposed to know today was 'barge in on random people's dreams and criticize them day?'
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Clearly he was feeding off of Edgeworth's wariness.
He wasn't so sure that he was actually in someone else's dream. Evidence of that would only become clear after waking up. But it was true that this wasn't a scene typical to his own. If he were dreaming about a naked man, he expected that the man would be tied-up.
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That insistence was not exactly something Edgeworth was comfortable with, and Ocelot's aura of Creep was enough to make him want to will some clothes into existence. He tried, but he was a practical thinker, not one that could shape the flimsy and unbelievable logic of some sort of awkward dream world where people could come or go as they pleased. Instead of a shirt he got a book on the history of shirts that the test-taker next to him pulled out of a backpack and set on her own desk.
Well, it was a step in the right direction, wasn't it...?