dreammoonchild | [Journal Post & Closed Events Post]

[Journal Post & Closed Events Post]

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.::

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

::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...::

::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.::

Edited 2021-03-08 21:56 (UTC)

::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.::

Edited 2021-03-08 22:07 (UTC)

::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.::

Edited 2021-03-08 22:16 (UTC)

::A girl covering herself in a pink blanket with white bunnies on it walks up to you, Ash.::

No luck, I take it?

::Sitting up, a bit sore.::

No. And you should be in bed.

Edited 2021-03-08 22:31 (UTC)

I know, but I got tired of being tired, and watching puppet shows and then the romance novels you bought me got boring, and well... One thing led to another.... so...

Fiiiiinnneeeee, you can hang around for a bit.

::Gets up, hearing her knees click.::

Ugh. Been sitting too long.

::She goes to grab another office chair, and rolls it over.::

You sit while I stand for a bit.

::Plops into the extra chair.::

So no luck, Ash?

::Arms on the backrest of her chair.::

As I said, nope. Basically I keep running scenarios. A single 'card' or 'essence' won't be able to hold the three of us together. The amount of essences, parts and energy we're pumping together uh.

Keeping it simple, we basically go off like a nuke, maybe with cute pink glitter and sparkles.

Edited 2021-03-08 23:12 (UTC)

I'm pretty sure that's bad, despite the sparkles...

::Rubbing a sock-covered foot on her blanket on the floor::,/i>

Basically is, Kat! It's one of the reasons we're taking so long with the Wedding, along with me and Uncle Onni scraping off bits of Sabrina's soul from those cards so she has enough to not be crushed and just become us or a personality mask of us or whatever...

Edited 2021-03-08 23:16 (UTC)

A moment.

::Takes a deep breath, grabbing a trash can, before she starts spitting and hacking out blood and other fun stuff, maybe lunch, into it. She takes a few minutes to recover after the seconds long session.::

::Comes back with a bottle of lemonade.::

Drink this. I put in a pill for electrolytes.

... T-thanks.

Any time, pumpkin.

Though we need to have our wedding soon. It hurts seeing you do that, I think Sabrina keeps trying to see if harming herself makes her feel anything... And I'm getting sick of chugging anti-psychotics.

::Coughs to clear her throat.::

Well, you said the problem is uh. Too much for one card... right?

Yeah. Basically trying to shove in the essences of Simorgh, Shenshen and Youko from me. The Panther Shark, Cat Shark and Skull Kraken from Sabrina, the Eater of Millions and Myutant Beast and Behemoth that makes up you.

Plus the processed Witch energy from the Odegra Line.

Why not split it up into like. 3 cards. Like Exodia or something?

That's! That could never! That...

::A gear turns and goes clunk in her head.::

... Would solve the entire problem.

See.

::Sipping on her lemonade.::

I have a good idea every once in a while. And that way we could have like, autonomy as ourselves still and stuff?

Honey, you're a lot brighter than you give yourself credit for.

::Goes to a mouse, and starts clicking and typing.::

However, there's no such thing here... but... there might be in a Lotophage Refraction.

Uh, you mind if I sit here and watch for a bit?

::Sip.::

Nope.

If you want to chat while I look, there was this one time in band camp...

::Fade as she clicks and types and shoots the breeze with her fiancée.::

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Page 1 of 3

[Journal Post & Closed Events Post]

Tangent 1: A Late Night

Tangent 2: Brunch

Tangent 3: Business

Tangent 4: Going Home

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night

Re: Tangent 1: A Late Night