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kismet_loop2015-11-09 06:38 pm
littlestraydoll) wrote in kismet_loop2015-11-09 06:38 pm
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[The video comes on to reveal the ruins in the northern mountains, the ones that everyone agrees are haunted. And apparently they are?? After all, the camera's following what looks like a possessed toy. A doll made of knitted yarn is climbing around the broken rocks and remnants of walls. Did a comm drone get lost and find its way clear out there somehow? Surely it doesn't belong to the toy. The Guardians only give comm drones to new arrivals brought by the Miasma . . . right?]
[The little doll loses its footing as bits of rock and dirt slip away from under its stumpy legs. It yelps, little knitted tubes for fingers scrabbling to find purchase in a crack between stones. It pauses, seemingly to make sure it indeed has caught itself, then huffs softly and half-turns toward the drone. Its "eyes" are a pair of mismatched buttons, the left one bright green and noticeably larger than the red one on its right.]
A little help would be nice, friend.
[The voice, sounding like a little boy, presumably comes from the doll, even though its mouth - a gash through the knitting crudely sewn across in such a way as to give it the appearance of ragged teeth - doesn't move.]
[The answering voice is one that every viewer will recognize, since all comm drones sound the same.Think SIRI.]
Understood: help. Starting community video to request help.
Correction: community video already in progress. Proceed to request help.
[The doll's head tilts as if in confusion, and shifts faintly for an instant as if glancing at the camera itself, then shakes its head and turns to continue climbing, sounding resigned as it talks to itself.]
Dumb drone. Not as if there's anyone else around. Oh well . . .
((ooc: By the way, permissions post HERE for its "intuitive learning" ability. =3))
[The little doll loses its footing as bits of rock and dirt slip away from under its stumpy legs. It yelps, little knitted tubes for fingers scrabbling to find purchase in a crack between stones. It pauses, seemingly to make sure it indeed has caught itself, then huffs softly and half-turns toward the drone. Its "eyes" are a pair of mismatched buttons, the left one bright green and noticeably larger than the red one on its right.]
A little help would be nice, friend.
[The voice, sounding like a little boy, presumably comes from the doll, even though its mouth - a gash through the knitting crudely sewn across in such a way as to give it the appearance of ragged teeth - doesn't move.]
[The answering voice is one that every viewer will recognize, since all comm drones sound the same.
Understood: help. Starting community video to request help.
Correction: community video already in progress. Proceed to request help.
[The doll's head tilts as if in confusion, and shifts faintly for an instant as if glancing at the camera itself, then shakes its head and turns to continue climbing, sounding resigned as it talks to itself.]
Dumb drone. Not as if there's anyone else around. Oh well . . .
((ooc: By the way, permissions post HERE for its "intuitive learning" ability. =3))
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[The doll didn't KNOW know that for sure . . . but it felt right. It could sense the verity of that statement. Danielle, Sam, and Kim escaped. They were safe now.]
[The doll shrugged.]
I've fulfilled my purpose. I . . . really don't know what I'm doing here, now. I thought sure the demons' fire would destroy me, even as I defeated them.
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Things like that tend to happen here. I know people who were killed back home, but they're perfectly fine here. We've all been given the opportunity to start fresh.