OffBrandANON
eldritch horror, pink flamingo
- Location
- California, USA
- Pronouns
- She/Her/They/Them
was the bedsheet ghost nel? or no?
No, it was a fellow student
Would people know who wore the costumes they liked by name? At least some of them mask the face pretty efficiently."Here, to vote for your favorite costume. Just write down who wore it, and hand these in at the stage."
Headcanoning that it was Midori, who was so afraid of possibly meeting her crush face-to-face that she had to throw a sheet over herself to hide.
Midori was indeed the dark elf; bedsheet is someone else.
Most students have at least a passing familiarity with each other, and if they wanted to vote for someone they could always ask. Most have no reason to want to hide their identity.Would people know who wore the costumes they liked by name? At least some of them mask the face pretty efficiently.
This is correct.And yeah, I am curious if the character under the sheet is someone we are yet to meet in the quest.
Huh, and here I thought it was Akashi Hotaru.
And here's some pictures I was able to take. A bit blurry, but at least better than the scan.I did some more art for this recently. Scan's a bit suboptimal, but hopefully it gets the point across. A drawing of Midori, and a height chart of the cast, according to instructions from @SpoopyGhost
Interesting. If I may ask, what makes you say that?
Thank you very much. Even with the size limitations, they get the point across well and look very close to what I imagined. I do have some quibbles that we can discuss later, but overall I am very happy with what you've done here. Thank you!
I got the impression that she actually wants to socialise (somewhat) normally, but for some reason or another can't or doesn't want to change her image.
The delinquent girl seems oddly unconcerned with the alarms going off, taking a moment to just sit down, pulling a packet of cigarettes out of a pocket, before shaking her head and putting it back away. Despite yourself, you creep closer, a morbid curiosity overtaking you. It's like a transformation has taken place; mere moments ago she was all coiled tension and brash violence, but now she just looks… tired. "What am I doing?" She asks herself rhetorically, just quietly enough that you barely hear it over the alarm noises. She turns to the desk with a questioning expression, running a hand along the clean cut through the wooden surface. "Not like he coulda done this anyway." She bangs a hand against the surface in a sudden fit of frustration, causing you to scurry back a few steps by instinct, but her next words only confuse you more. "And it's jes' a dumb desk anyway. What was I doing?"
If you just call it a portal, which it is, you'd avoid a lot of confusion, Kikuko."I saw her leave through a door."
"A door?" Nel stares at you blankly. "What's so strange about that?"
"I mean, a door."