[Journal Post & Closed Events Post]

[dreammoonchild]

Okay, I think I'm getting to the point where I need sleep, and there's a bit too many pills and energy drinks at my computer here in my house, but I feel like if I sleep at this point, I'm letting that mangey furball win if I sleep.

... That's toxic behavior, isn't it?

Closed Events

::The following is a series of somewhat connected events bundled in one place because I don't feel like drowning people with three event posts.::

Comments

Tangent 1: A Late Night

[dreammoonchild]

::Ashley is sitting with a group of computers at her desk station. One is a demonic laptop that looks like it's made of cybernetic flesh, with fangs and eyes.

Another is an overly futuristic sleek thing that looks like it came from the dreams of an Apple executive who dreamed of neon glow lines.

A third looks like a strange digitalized grimoire with glowing crystals here and there.

Fourthly she has an expensive high end desk top computer.

And all four of these things are plugged into what seems to be a plump 'penguin'. With demonic horns. Flippers with claws. And the strangest legs. It makes a penguin-y... 'quack', every so often.

Ashley herself lays at the desk in a nice expensive office chair covered in pink leopard print. Groggy, looking for something on the screens of her computers...::

Tangent 2: Brunch

[dreammoonchild]

::Ashley groans as she enters the private outdoor restaurant's walled garden walking up to three women.

One is a woman who seems like she's lived quite a long time, and yet looks like she's vaguely in her 20's, but it could be good lighting and posture. She's wearing a very nice if somewhat 'fun' dress.

Another is a young 20 something woman wearing glasses, with long pink hair, exasperated.

The third is a highly professional brunette in a business suit. Definitely the most physically oldest of the four here.::

Tangent 3: Business

[dreammoonchild]

::Ashley waits, on a rooftop of a building. Wearing a jacket and sunglasses, carrying a briefcase.

Late at night with a full moon overhead. Her pigtails flap and bounce in the wind.::

Tangent 4: Going Home

[dreammoonchild]

::Just after Tangent 3, Ashley walks out on the street sidewalk, heels clicking. She passes by a locked and badly managed fence to a road? Lot? That looks like it's seen better days.::