kanade ❤ minamino (
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savetheearth2014-04-05 01:43 am
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[closed] GO STEP ON A LEGO
Who: Harper Sutherland (
duette) & Raye Satterfield (
guitar_case_vagabond)
When: Saturday, April 5th
Where: A public pool.
What: ATTACK OF THE TAMAGOTCHI MONSTER.
Warnings: Exploding pixel poop.
[ Not many people thought to go swimming at this time of year, still. Which meant that rates were low and space was abundant at one of the public indoor pools that stood just shy of Starling-Chandler. Harper was never any good at sports, but that didn't mean she was allergic to exercise — not with how much sugar and calories she's exposed to everyday. (What, she's not going to feed people cupcakes she doesn't taste herself.) The solution? Swimming! Being a Saturday, there's a few more people than she's used to, but it's still an uneventful trip through the locker/changing area.
When she makes her way out to the pool, she places a small tote of belongings (brush, towel, her Cure Module...) on one of the chairs. Unfortunately for her, that's about as far as she gets. Someone in the locker room screams, and it echoes through the enclosed space.
Harper deflates. She didn't even get to dip her toes in! ]
Oh — what... now?
[ From the entrance to the pool, a family skitters out, with children who look... actually pretty enthralled. After them? An oversized Tamagotchi waddles out. Harper stares at it. It stares back, with its beady little eyes. The other patrons are also frozen, watching the silent exchange. ]
Umm.
[ And right in front of her, probably out of spite, it proceeds to dump a fresh heap of square, gray pixel poop onto the pool's deck. ]
Um.
[ Just like that, it starts to waddle off, depositing more as it goes. ]
You're kidding, right? You... hey, hold on just a second!
[ She did not sign up for this. ]
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When: Saturday, April 5th
Where: A public pool.
What: ATTACK OF THE TAMAGOTCHI MONSTER.
Warnings: Exploding pixel poop.
[ Not many people thought to go swimming at this time of year, still. Which meant that rates were low and space was abundant at one of the public indoor pools that stood just shy of Starling-Chandler. Harper was never any good at sports, but that didn't mean she was allergic to exercise — not with how much sugar and calories she's exposed to everyday. (What, she's not going to feed people cupcakes she doesn't taste herself.) The solution? Swimming! Being a Saturday, there's a few more people than she's used to, but it's still an uneventful trip through the locker/changing area.
When she makes her way out to the pool, she places a small tote of belongings (brush, towel, her Cure Module...) on one of the chairs. Unfortunately for her, that's about as far as she gets. Someone in the locker room screams, and it echoes through the enclosed space.
Harper deflates. She didn't even get to dip her toes in! ]
Oh — what... now?
[ From the entrance to the pool, a family skitters out, with children who look... actually pretty enthralled. After them? An oversized Tamagotchi waddles out. Harper stares at it. It stares back, with its beady little eyes. The other patrons are also frozen, watching the silent exchange. ]
Umm.
[ And right in front of her, probably out of spite, it proceeds to dump a fresh heap of square, gray pixel poop onto the pool's deck. ]
Um.
[ Just like that, it starts to waddle off, depositing more as it goes. ]
You're kidding, right? You... hey, hold on just a second!
[ She did not sign up for this. ]
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[She comes up from swimming a lap around the pool in time to spy Harper and is just in the middle of thinking that her day is properly screwed now when she hears that scream and things get considerably worse.
She treads water there for a moment, watching the... thing make its way around the pool, dropping its "payloads" around the deck.]
What the fuuuuu...?
[KA-BOOM!]
[Raye actually lets out a shriek when the first dropping blows, diving under the water instinctively and coming back up to the pandemonium that follows. People are already panicking and running for it as the poop-bombs detonate and Raye makes her way toward the nearest ladder.]
Senketsu!
Right!
[Somehow in the panicked rush, the school uniform bursting out of the backpack on one of the deck chairs and flying leaping through the air. Raye bursts from the water with a splash, rushing forward to meet him...
... and her foot immediately comes down on a small heap of Lego-like pixel bits.]
OW! FUCK! SHIT! JESUS FUCK!
[Senketsu goes sailing past her as she hops from foot to foot, cursing up a pained storm, and splats face first onto the deck.]
[This is a great start.]
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The pool is deserted. That makes locating their patient easier for the paramedics.
A flash of recognition crosses Alex's eyes when he sees Raye. Vampire school uniform girl.
Dispatch had stated blood loss.
Cassie drops to Raye's side and immediately begins assessment, voicing her findings with a clipped tone. Alex multitasks, helping her and addressing Harper. In contrast to Cassie's tone, his voice is conversational. ]
Hey, there. Do you know what happened to her?
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