“I’m glad someone finally knows how I like to run things back home.. it’s rather.. affirming.”“I would be shocked if you had. My timeline is quite different from yours, Xal.“
Excuse me, House Master, do you know where that tree person is?“…”
“So that’s why you were a tree.”
V’s face remains even.
<So that’s why you ran?>
The crack in reality snaps shut.
“That did not sound friendly.”
They may or may not be surprised at the...large voice speaking to them from behind the wall.Excuse me, House Master, do you know where that tree person is?
<<Of course...>>(I never remember what to do for this sort of communication)
<<Oh you have indeed mentioned it.
I was busy with...
Some things...
*Astral McDonald's flashbacks*
And perhaps I just missed people more consistently arriving.
It perhaps it's nothing.
But then again.
There's a reason I am still here.>>
I'm Glasia van Duivels and I am a demon as you can see."...Er. Sorry. I must have missed your arrival."
"...and you are?"
“….excuse me?”I'm Glasia van Duivels and I am a demon as you can see.
I was seeing a 1.55 meter tall tree person and followed them into the garden
But then I got confused and then just walked around the garden.
This I did till 6 PM to then go dinner.
I am not on drugs, I SWEAR!!!!!“….excuse me?”
*Giorno Giovanna watched the fight happen, while he sipped on tea.*I am not on drugs, I SWEAR!!!!!
The only thing I am on is ascorbinic acid and dihydrogen monoxide
*Giorno would look at them, on a luxury chair.*WHAT THE HELL DID I DO?!?!?!?!
“…prove to me you are in fact on drugs or…”WHAT THE HELL DID I DO?!?!?!?!
Some kind of...mound of vines can be seen still fiddling with a remote just by the dark wood table in front of the green couch, switching through the TV channels on the wall.*Mela simply appears in the lounge of the house, standing upright yet clearly fazed by her arrival. She looks around, and the first thing she notices is the large amount of white in the room. As Mela continues to examine the room, she sees the Victorian-era chandelier and two couches, positioned directly across from each other. Taking in all of the information of the room, and considering the events that occurred prior to her arrival, there's only one logical conclusion for Mela.*
"Ah. I'm in Heaven."
*Afterwards she inspects her own body, and notices the fact that she's still wearing her Tarragon Armor, and just from moving it she can feel that her left leg is still replaced with a prosthetic.*
(Odd, I'd assume they'd reset you to a... I don't know, 'base' version of yourself, but apparently not.)
*As she inspects herself to see what she kept, a familiar weight begins to make itself known on Mela's back. She reaches her hand behind her head, feeling around the air a little bit, before her hand makes contact with the hilt of her sword. The Villager's Lament had gone with her.*
(Huh... how did I end up in Heaven to begin with? I can't be in Hell, I already know what that looks like, but-)
*Mela stops herself mid thought. She doesn't want to think about the reason she should probably be in Hell instead.*
(Maybe this is a waiting room, maybe I'm about to be judged. It'd explain the couches.)
*Mela goes to take a seat on one of the green couches, believing she's about to be judged for her actions, unaware of what this house actually is.*
green cough
*Mela finally takes notice of the odd mound of vines fiddling with the remote.*Some kind of...mound of vines can be seen still fiddling with a remote just by the dark wood table in front of the green couch, switching through the TV channels on the wall.
(I'd recommend a different symbol for thoughts as parentheses are generally used only for OOC.)*Mela finally takes notice of the odd mound of vines fiddling with the remote.*
(Wait, remote?)
*Mela just now sees the TV mounted on the wall, previously too distracted by her current situation to really take note of the TV on the wall. This is actually her first time seeing a television, though she knows what it is, she was told about them by Stephanie and Persis, who both came from the borders of The Continent.*
(Right... I hope the they're doing alright now. I didn't die for nothing, after all.)
(...hopefully Jess is handling it well.)
*Mela grows gloomy at the thought of Jess... is he doing alright, now that she's dead? She really hopes Jess found whatever else he was looking for, and that he defeats the Brimstone Witch.*
*Mela's mind snaps back to reality and finally realizes that those vines are moving. Though, it's not too much of a shock to Mela, she's found and killed plenty of sentient plant matter before.*
"Uh... vine pile... thing, can you talk?"
(It's doubly awkward for me as their OOC marking is my thought marking (<this>)...)(I'd recommend a different symbol for thoughts as parentheses are generally used only for OOC.)
<Noted, my bad. I am still very new to RP on here, so I'm still learning about what's normal. When I write stories, I use parentheses as thoughts so I just carried that over to here, my bad. This'll be the last time I use chevron's for OOC as well.>(I'd recommend a different symbol for thoughts as parentheses are generally used only for OOC.)