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smash_logs2014-07-22 10:28 pm
zombnambulist) wrote in smash_logs2014-07-22 10:28 pm
Open Log
Who: Madotsuki, YOU
Where: Anywhere
When: Backdated to July 19th
What: The dreamer explores her new world.
Warnings: Stabbing-prone child.
There was only one door in the nexus. Different, but not unusual. The door was new, in red and black. She went.
A classroom. Empty, a scrawl of notes on the board, left over from a class that would never be in attendance. An eraser sat underneath, teasing a teacher's laziness as she read the gibberish: FORWARD TILT SIDE SMASH LEDGE ATTACK DOWN AERIAL UP THROW. A cheat code? She grasped the eraser, thumbs twitching over it, UUDDLRLRAB. Classic, simple, accessible. Reaching as far up as she could, she erased the bottom half of the code. Nothing happened. She needed height. Later.
She walked to the window. A big city with purple scratches over the sky, like a big cat had run its claws through the stratosphere. Her eraser made little clouds of choking dust as she patted it against the windowsill. Was that a new one? It didn't feel like a new one. She left it tehre.
There were doors. More classrooms? Hallways? She'd look around.
A small, quiet, unfamiliar girl stepped into the halls of Smash Academy, her eyes shut tight as she looked around.
Where: Anywhere
When: Backdated to July 19th
What: The dreamer explores her new world.
Warnings: Stabbing-prone child.
There was only one door in the nexus. Different, but not unusual. The door was new, in red and black. She went.
A classroom. Empty, a scrawl of notes on the board, left over from a class that would never be in attendance. An eraser sat underneath, teasing a teacher's laziness as she read the gibberish: FORWARD TILT SIDE SMASH LEDGE ATTACK DOWN AERIAL UP THROW. A cheat code? She grasped the eraser, thumbs twitching over it, UUDDLRLRAB. Classic, simple, accessible. Reaching as far up as she could, she erased the bottom half of the code. Nothing happened. She needed height. Later.
She walked to the window. A big city with purple scratches over the sky, like a big cat had run its claws through the stratosphere. Her eraser made little clouds of choking dust as she patted it against the windowsill. Was that a new one? It didn't feel like a new one. She left it tehre.
There were doors. More classrooms? Hallways? She'd look around.
A small, quiet, unfamiliar girl stepped into the halls of Smash Academy, her eyes shut tight as she looked around.