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kore_logs2013-01-27 03:26 pm
afallenstar) wrote in kore_logs2013-01-27 03:26 pm
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hide yo god, hide yo 'rents, cause we're seeing errybody up in here
Who: Anna Milton and OPEN
What: Crazy plot shenanigans
Where: All over the place! In yo' houses, up in yo' bar, all over the place.
When: Days 33-39
Notes: Put whatever day you want Anna from in the subject line for varying levels of crazy, if you please. There's a guide to her hallucinations so that you have a general idea of what she's going to be up to and doing. This is a catch-all log for everything from random hilarious mistaking someone-for-God shenanigans all the way through to lovely delicious feelsy breakdowns. Hit me with your best shot, babies.And now for some prosey wank to make it look like a real log :O
It's driving her insane. The people following her, the feeling that something inside of her is rising up and pushing out of her chest, it won't get any better. And then she recognises the faces and everything changes, and it goes from a desperate fight to find out who to a pained attempt to reconcile her guilt. There's no sense to it, and an incredibly logical part of Anna knows full well that it can't be them, but who could turn that opportunity away?
...Of course, it doesn't stop there, that'd be far too easy. Of course it isn't just her parents, it's so much more than that, and it's not long before that last grasp on reality, that last logical train of thought slips. Her mother, her father, and now her Father? Anna's just too wrapped up to think about anything other than the reconciliation.
What: Crazy plot shenanigans
Where: All over the place! In yo' houses, up in yo' bar, all over the place.
When: Days 33-39
Notes: Put whatever day you want Anna from in the subject line for varying levels of crazy, if you please. There's a guide to her hallucinations so that you have a general idea of what she's going to be up to and doing. This is a catch-all log for everything from random hilarious mistaking someone-for-God shenanigans all the way through to lovely delicious feelsy breakdowns. Hit me with your best shot, babies.
It's driving her insane. The people following her, the feeling that something inside of her is rising up and pushing out of her chest, it won't get any better. And then she recognises the faces and everything changes, and it goes from a desperate fight to find out who to a pained attempt to reconcile her guilt. There's no sense to it, and an incredibly logical part of Anna knows full well that it can't be them, but who could turn that opportunity away?
...Of course, it doesn't stop there, that'd be far too easy. Of course it isn't just her parents, it's so much more than that, and it's not long before that last grasp on reality, that last logical train of thought slips. Her mother, her father, and now her Father? Anna's just too wrapped up to think about anything other than the reconciliation.
no subject
"I'm sorry, do you hear anything?" He's looking around, searching for a source. "Are you with anyone?"
The strange paranoia of his started when he arrived here, and the nagging feeling had only become worse with each day. Today, every so often, he thought he heard someone knocking.
no subject
She thinks, anyway. For a moment she pauses and quickly surveys the area, because there's every chance that dear mom and dad have gone and snuck up on her again. They're very good at doing that, it seems. After a careful inspection of the area around her she turns back to the stranger, and that careful look is turned towards him instead. He's certainly...strange.
"What can you hear? Everything's quiet, I'm sorry."
Obviously this guy was just crazy.
sorry for the late reply. Work kind of consumed me there for a bit
He shakes his head, "Nothing, you're right. I just..." He rubs the back of his head a bit sheepishly before inhaling deeply and looking back at her, "I think this makes us even. I'm not your father, though I might be old enough to be, and it's just you and me here."