Roronoa Zoro (
gavemyword) wrote2012-02-04 04:42 pm
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--oes thi-- s work? Hello? [The journal turns off, then on again.] ... how the-- do you... [Frustrated noises. The sound of fumbling and a bit of static. Wind blows through, loud, before cutting off abruptly. When it finally, finally comes back on the sound is muffled, like someone's speaking a little too close to the journal.]
--re these wings on my back and where the hell are my swords...
[ooc: please note that this is backdated by about a day! it coincides with this, but if anyone wants him from a later point in time just let me know in the comments. :D]
--re these wings on my back and where the hell are my swords...
[ooc: please note that this is backdated by about a day! it coincides with this, but if anyone wants him from a later point in time just let me know in the comments. :D]
[Voice]
[She kinda wanted to leave that to your crew. 8|a It'd be easier to hear, and more believable, from their mouths, not hers.]
[Voice] sorry for the crazy late/short reply ;;
waiting to run into his chibified nakama.][Voice] No worries! I'm sorry for the...lengthy one 8D;
Mm...well, first of all, we've all been taken from our worlds, and transported here - Luceti. There's no way back, and the only way to get out is if the people who kidnapped us, the Malnosso, decide to send you back. It can be any time, anywhere. I've been stuck here for about two years now, but others have been here for much longer.
Everyone's given a pair of wings when they come here, which are very, very sensitive, especially when you first arrive. Protect them, and don't trying to pull or remove them. Losing one causes a great deal of suffering, and removing both...it'll result in you dying.
[There's a long, significant pause after that as she glances away, shuffling uncomfortably. Ugh, Miyabi hates describing Luceti.] The only purpose we serve here, a-at least for the Malnosso, is experimentation. To them, we're just things they can play with for their work. Every so often, they run experiments without our knowledge. These experiments can range from people swapping bodies with another villager, memory loss, and...other things.
There are also individual experiments, where people are...t-taken. From their homes. These robots, droids, come and get you. You can't fight them, and you can't escape them. One way or another, they'll get you. [See her face turn into a firm, tight knot? Miyabi's no stranger to being kidnapped.] It's the same with the drafts. The Malnosso are fighting a war and we're their soldiers. If they find you suitable enough to fight, you go. And that's that.
...There's a guide in your Journal, with a lot more information, but those are the most important things, really.
[Voice] never apologize for a long post T_Tb
The one thing he found hard to wrap his head around was the idea that he was stuck here, he and those of his crew who might have ended up here. They'd find a way. They always did.
His thanks for the explanation hangs in the air. It's not really the time to say it, not when he still has a few things to clarify.] Hrm. Don't suppose you know where the Malnosso live. [It's a casual question, kind of, but there's an undercurrent of steel behind his words.]
[Voice] |D;; I-I always feel bad for my tl;dr
...No. No one here knows where they are. They're outside the barrier, that's all we know. At the same time, though, they don't bother us too much. Not directly, at least. [Not unless they need something.] We live peacefully, for the most part.