Ghost Princess Perona (
thatsnotcute) wrote2012-03-13 12:43 am
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☠ 1st Haunt ☠ - [Accidental Voice]
[This is not what she had planned. Most certainly not. When Perona told Kuma where she wanted to go, she made it very clear that a dark, desolate castle would be the ideal place, not the middle of a frozen lake. Or, really, a half frozen lake. Not only that, but somehow she got booted so hard it...knocked her clothes off? Or something. There had to be some explanation for the flimsy piece of white cloth she was wearing instead of her usual ensemble. Oh, that big brute is going to pay for this.
...Once she gets to safety.
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This isn’t where I wanted to go to at all! What part of this place even remotely resembles where I told that horrible giant I wanted to go to?! I-I’m going to die here! I’ll really die! [Perona whimpers, laying herself flat on her pitiful ice slab, creeping as far as she could along the cold, icy surface. She lets out a blood-curdling scream when her whole arm submerges on a patch of thin ice, and scrambles to a thicker, sturdier spot, curling up onto herself. She hasn't yet noticed the journal recording her, nor the wings. There are other pressing matters to focus on.]
Waaah, Bearsy! Help me! Someone, please, help me! I don’t want to die for real this time! I don’t want to die! Bearsy! [She whimpers again, sniffling as well.] I-If it wasn’t for those stupid Straw Hats and that dumb Long-Nose, none of this would have happened! I would have never had to leave Thriller Bark, and I wouldn’t be stuck here, either! WHY AM I HERE?! AND WHERE AM I TO BEGIN WITH?! I WANT TO GO BACK TO THRILLER BARK!
Someone please help... [Uuuuu. ;~;]
[OOC: Kinda-sorta placeholder until tomorrow after class. I'll tag around for a bit, but then bed after that. /o/ Tags will resume tomorrow!]
...Once she gets to safety.
;A;]
This isn’t where I wanted to go to at all! What part of this place even remotely resembles where I told that horrible giant I wanted to go to?! I-I’m going to die here! I’ll really die! [Perona whimpers, laying herself flat on her pitiful ice slab, creeping as far as she could along the cold, icy surface. She lets out a blood-curdling scream when her whole arm submerges on a patch of thin ice, and scrambles to a thicker, sturdier spot, curling up onto herself. She hasn't yet noticed the journal recording her, nor the wings. There are other pressing matters to focus on.]
Waaah, Bearsy! Help me! Someone, please, help me! I don’t want to die for real this time! I don’t want to die! Bearsy! [She whimpers again, sniffling as well.] I-If it wasn’t for those stupid Straw Hats and that dumb Long-Nose, none of this would have happened! I would have never had to leave Thriller Bark, and I wouldn’t be stuck here, either! WHY AM I HERE?! AND WHERE AM I TO BEGIN WITH?! I WANT TO GO BACK TO THRILLER BARK!
Someone please help... [Uuuuu. ;~;]
[OOC: Kinda-sorta placeholder until tomorrow after class. I'll tag around for a bit, but then bed after that. /o/ Tags will resume tomorrow!]
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[ Oh, now you've got her, Perona, she's looking plenty surprised at the ghost now, eyes wide open and all. This isn't like anything she's seen before, and Usagi is scared of ghosts to begin with, even if it's smiling.. ]
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[Yes, that's her laugh. Perona continues giggling, and creates more of the little ghosts, each popping out from her palm. They float around and even peek into the journal curiously before wandering off close by. Perona will just reabsorb them later - it'd be dangerous for her to have them explode with the unstable ice around.]
Are you surprised? They're ghosts. I can make and control as I please.
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Some of their powers are much, much scarier. [Like her former captain's.]
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This is already scary enough, there's no way there's a power scarier than making ghosts appear out of nowhere!
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My power is nothing compared to Moria-sama's. [Though that Straw Hat boy was putting up a good fight against Moria and Oz's zombie.] But a devil fruit's power is nothing in the hands of someone who doesn't understand and use it correctly. They're not meant for the weak-minded...
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...
Wait, what?]
D-Duck?
[And then all this happens, complete with screaming, laughing, crying, and shouting.]