☠ 1st Haunt ☠ - [Accidental Voice]

[thatsnotcute]

[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.

;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!]

Comments

[alabastajewel]

Most of us here feel the same way, but...I'm sorry, but there isn't a way back. [Oops, that sounds more permanent than she meant it to.] At least, not that we have any control over. People go home, but we have no influence on when it happens.

[She looks apologetic.] Sorry.

[thatsnotcute]

That's... [Terrible. It can't be. It can't possibly be so! She was the Ghost Princess - she could overpower anyone, pass through anything! And even that Straw hat boy and his crew, too? Two of Whitebeard's--who, or what, are the people that have them all held captive here?!]

That just can't be... W-Will I still get my things? My clothes, my treasures, all that I asked for before? I need to have something! [A servant, a friend, someone from Thriller bark, anything accomodating!]

[alabastajewel]

Oh! You may be able to find some of your things in the village--clothes and some personal items, most likely. [Hopefully that helps a little?]

[thatsnotcute]

Mmmh...that's good. I don't like this tiny, flimsy thing I have. [She tugs lazily at one of the straps of the white sundress, giving it a look of disdain.] I want my old clothes as soon as possible. But I have to wait until I'm picked up...and it's taking so long.

[Pout!]

[alabastajewel]

[Aww, poor girl.]

How long have you been waiting? I'm sure Nami-san is on her way!

[thatsnotcute]

Mmrr...I don't know. it's not like I can tell time with just a--eh? ...Duck?

[And the camera suddenly goes black as Perona's journal is pressed to her chest. Muffled snippets of this little freak out can be heard before a glass-shattering scream echoes through the poor journal's audio.

Guess who just got rescued! 8Da]

[alabastajewel]

[It's easy enough to guess what happened. Relieved Perona's been rescued, Vivi shuts her journal.]