Has Its Price
- Thread starter mothematics
- Start date
EtchedSteel
*mumble mumble*
- Location
- Lima. Peru
changing vote to:
[x] Choo Choo
[x] Choo Choo
BOOM, CALLED IT! *fistpump
Dirtnap
Kanmusu Affecionado
But Rook hasn't actually said the setting yet.
Maybe I misunderstood her response then. She said the actual name of the series, and I thought that it was a sign of what the setting was.But Rook hasn't actually said the setting yet.
Choo Choo
THE GRIEF TRAIN HAS NO BRAKES
- Location
- Sweden -> California
- Pronouns
- She/her
No, she's proooobably just messing with you since you brought it up.
Just Like The Pictures 1:3
mothematics
How wide is the concept of "you"?
- Location
- the bottom of a coffee cup
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[x] I feel honored, of course, and it's such a wonderful opportunity for me to truly live up to my potential. Not to brag, but I have to say that I don't find the more, ah, standard level of education particularly challenging; you know what I'm talking about, of course, having attended the academy yourself... actually, since you say that we have some time today, would a small tour of the place be in order?
What do you think about all of this?
Your lips quirk absently, mind jumping from thought to thought; there's a lot to think about. New city. New school. New, swanky residence; new family. New atmosphere - that much is made obvious as a gust of wind carries the sounds of the bustling city to you. A new chapter in your life.
That doesn't mean you have to think for longer than a moment before you decide, offering a confident little smile to your enigmatic cousin. What do you think about it?
"I feel honored, of course," you say as if its the most obvious thing in the world. "It's such a…" you roll the words in your mouth, almost tasting them. "...wonderful opportunity for me to truly live up to my potential."
Yui nods, free hand diving into the satchel at her side to replace a pen. "Oh?" she says softly, eyes glittering.
You nod in affirmation. Of course, you should elaborate. "Not to brag--" And of course you aren't. You're making a simple statement of fact. "--but I have to say that I don't find the more, ah, standard level of education particularly challenging." You nobly battle and lose to the urge to wrinkle your nose in distaste.
"You know what I'm talking about, of course, having attended the academy yourself."
"Of course," Yui encourages, pressing down lightly on the accelerator. The cruise is quite nice, at this time of day, the streets sparsely populated. You decide you rather like the mornings here. The rest of your day should prove to be… worth figuring out, come to think of it.
"Actually," you resume after a moment's pause. "Since you say that we have some time today, would a small tour of the place be in order?"
"On New Year's?" Yui scoffs.
...she does indeed have a point. You blink, the cold wind blowing past your now slightly redder ears.
"Fair enough," you recover gracefully. "Well, I'll just have to se--"
You're interrupted by the car slewing sharply to the side, Yui spinning the wheel expertly and her feet working the pedals. You're jerked against your restraints as the wheels glide across the slick ice. You barely have time to scream before the car comes to a dainty halt, parked perfectly between two others.
A car alarm blares in the distance, and you raggedly exhale a breath you don't remember drawing.
Yui calmly clicks the engine off and slides out of the car, stepping onto the sidewalk before turning to face you with an amused expression.
You clutch at your palpitating heart. "Are you trying to kill me, Yui?"
"Clearly not," Yui answers with a little chuckle. Her head tilts to the side minutely."You're still here, right?"
"No. I'm pretty sure I'm not," you mumble, sliding down in your seat.
"What a shame," Yui says thoughtfully, tapping a finger to her chin. "I guess I don't have to hold the door, then. Or share the mochi I made earlier. Oh well."
With that she turns briskly on her heel, heading into the long, low apartment building with you clambering out of the car to catch up.
Yui waits patiently by the door as you flounder over the ankle deep snow, suitcases in hand. You resist the urge to glower at your cousin, barely maintaining a neutral and dignified expression.
"Everything alright there?" she asks innocently.
"Mmmhm," you grumble.
"As I thought," Yui chuckles airily before leaving you to plod up the stairs with both suitcases. You absently note the paintings on every landing, even in the dim, early morning light of the new year that you wish you could have greeted a little later.
You arrive before a door on the third floor, and Yui swipes a keycard and press in with two deft, rehearsed motions. Your new apartment. New home.
"I'll make tea in a moment," Yui says simply as she steps in before turning to face you expectantly. "But for now, welcome home."
"I'm home," you say, stepping in after your cousin and smiling at her. You look around at the spacious room before you - a single couch, a coffee table, sitting mats arrayed over the floor. Kitchenette and rooms on either side. You could consider it spartan, if it weren't for the obvious quality of the furnishings. The entire apartment speaks of reservation and wealth all at once, mellow hues of brown and tan all over.
You could learn to like this place, you think.
"Your room," Yui states simply. "Is over there." She points to one of two doors on a side, opposite the single television. "Mine is opposite. Why don't you settle in?"
You give her a weary nod, trudging over without further comment. You open the door, and step into a small room with a thin, long, floor-to-ceiling window and what is presumably your own bathroom. A single's bed sits in the corner of the room, a small table resting beside it with a single lamp. You run your hand over the polished, wooden frame - you think this might be real mahogany.
A sigh escapes your lips as you set your briefcase down at the foot of the bed, just drinking it all in.
Grey light begins to flood the room and you turn, regarding yourself in the mirror as you begin to unpack your more personal belongings first. It's going to be a long day.
[] What do you see in the mirror? What are you unpacking first?
-[] Write in.
What do you think about all of this?
Your lips quirk absently, mind jumping from thought to thought; there's a lot to think about. New city. New school. New, swanky residence; new family. New atmosphere - that much is made obvious as a gust of wind carries the sounds of the bustling city to you. A new chapter in your life.
That doesn't mean you have to think for longer than a moment before you decide, offering a confident little smile to your enigmatic cousin. What do you think about it?
"I feel honored, of course," you say as if its the most obvious thing in the world. "It's such a…" you roll the words in your mouth, almost tasting them. "...wonderful opportunity for me to truly live up to my potential."
Yui nods, free hand diving into the satchel at her side to replace a pen. "Oh?" she says softly, eyes glittering.
You nod in affirmation. Of course, you should elaborate. "Not to brag--" And of course you aren't. You're making a simple statement of fact. "--but I have to say that I don't find the more, ah, standard level of education particularly challenging." You nobly battle and lose to the urge to wrinkle your nose in distaste.
"You know what I'm talking about, of course, having attended the academy yourself."
"Of course," Yui encourages, pressing down lightly on the accelerator. The cruise is quite nice, at this time of day, the streets sparsely populated. You decide you rather like the mornings here. The rest of your day should prove to be… worth figuring out, come to think of it.
"Actually," you resume after a moment's pause. "Since you say that we have some time today, would a small tour of the place be in order?"
"On New Year's?" Yui scoffs.
...she does indeed have a point. You blink, the cold wind blowing past your now slightly redder ears.
"Fair enough," you recover gracefully. "Well, I'll just have to se--"
You're interrupted by the car slewing sharply to the side, Yui spinning the wheel expertly and her feet working the pedals. You're jerked against your restraints as the wheels glide across the slick ice. You barely have time to scream before the car comes to a dainty halt, parked perfectly between two others.
A car alarm blares in the distance, and you raggedly exhale a breath you don't remember drawing.
Yui calmly clicks the engine off and slides out of the car, stepping onto the sidewalk before turning to face you with an amused expression.
You clutch at your palpitating heart. "Are you trying to kill me, Yui?"
"Clearly not," Yui answers with a little chuckle. Her head tilts to the side minutely."You're still here, right?"
"No. I'm pretty sure I'm not," you mumble, sliding down in your seat.
"What a shame," Yui says thoughtfully, tapping a finger to her chin. "I guess I don't have to hold the door, then. Or share the mochi I made earlier. Oh well."
With that she turns briskly on her heel, heading into the long, low apartment building with you clambering out of the car to catch up.
Yui waits patiently by the door as you flounder over the ankle deep snow, suitcases in hand. You resist the urge to glower at your cousin, barely maintaining a neutral and dignified expression.
"Everything alright there?" she asks innocently.
"Mmmhm," you grumble.
"As I thought," Yui chuckles airily before leaving you to plod up the stairs with both suitcases. You absently note the paintings on every landing, even in the dim, early morning light of the new year that you wish you could have greeted a little later.
You arrive before a door on the third floor, and Yui swipes a keycard and press in with two deft, rehearsed motions. Your new apartment. New home.
"I'll make tea in a moment," Yui says simply as she steps in before turning to face you expectantly. "But for now, welcome home."
"I'm home," you say, stepping in after your cousin and smiling at her. You look around at the spacious room before you - a single couch, a coffee table, sitting mats arrayed over the floor. Kitchenette and rooms on either side. You could consider it spartan, if it weren't for the obvious quality of the furnishings. The entire apartment speaks of reservation and wealth all at once, mellow hues of brown and tan all over.
You could learn to like this place, you think.
"Your room," Yui states simply. "Is over there." She points to one of two doors on a side, opposite the single television. "Mine is opposite. Why don't you settle in?"
You give her a weary nod, trudging over without further comment. You open the door, and step into a small room with a thin, long, floor-to-ceiling window and what is presumably your own bathroom. A single's bed sits in the corner of the room, a small table resting beside it with a single lamp. You run your hand over the polished, wooden frame - you think this might be real mahogany.
A sigh escapes your lips as you set your briefcase down at the foot of the bed, just drinking it all in.
Grey light begins to flood the room and you turn, regarding yourself in the mirror as you begin to unpack your more personal belongings first. It's going to be a long day.
[] What do you see in the mirror? What are you unpacking first?
-[] Write in.
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Choo Choo
THE GRIEF TRAIN HAS NO BRAKES
- Location
- Sweden -> California
- Pronouns
- She/her
Whoops, I completely forgot that it's New Year's early morning and that a tour of the school won't be possible at the moment. Welp, scatterbrain get?
[x] A short and slender girl who looks younger than the fifteen years of age that she is, with dark brown eyes too large for her round face and a smattering of freckles over a dainty, slightly upturned nose. Straight, brown hair skewing red in a neat ponytail reaching her shoulders.
[x] Books, all the books. Important and impressive titles put more prominently on display than others. Well, except for those books. You'll find somewhere less prominent to stash your guilty pleasures.
[x] A short and slender girl who looks younger than the fifteen years of age that she is, with dark brown eyes too large for her round face and a smattering of freckles over a dainty, slightly upturned nose. Straight, brown hair skewing red in a neat ponytail reaching her shoulders.
[x] Books, all the books. Important and impressive titles put more prominently on display than others. Well, except for those books. You'll find somewhere less prominent to stash your guilty pleasures.
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mothematics
How wide is the concept of "you"?
- Location
- the bottom of a coffee cup
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Look, I just write the damn thing for you from what you tell me to okay
Sightedjt
Everlasting Flames
[X] A fairly tall girl who could easily pass for being older than she is, with a pair of deep blue eyes. Your hair is in the long ponytail as it always is, flowing down your back to end around your hips. It's a fairly dark brown, that does shift through black into a darker blue matching your eyes. Actually, now you're having another look at it, you might need to re-dye it soon. Good thing you did bring some with you.
[X] Books, all the books. Important and impressive titles put more prominently on display than others. Well, except for those books. You'll find somewhere less prominent to stash your guilty pleasures.
[X] Books, all the books. Important and impressive titles put more prominently on display than others. Well, except for those books. You'll find somewhere less prominent to stash your guilty pleasures.
ebolasos
Hiiii please be my friend!
- Location
- Down under
[x] A short and slender girl who looks younger than the fifteen years of age that she is, with dark black eyes smattering of freckles over her pale face, With red hair the color of fire.
[x] Books, all the books. Important and impressive titles put more prominently on display than others.
[x] Books, all the books. Important and impressive titles put more prominently on display than others.
Dirtnap
Kanmusu Affecionado
[x] A girl that's tall for her apparent 16 years of age, with straight dark hair that hangs at your shoulders. Almond shaped green eyes stare back at you while a few freckles dot the bridge of your nose, leftovers from a summer spent on the beach. You skin managed to keep the tan though and for that you are glad.
[x] Books, all the books. Important and impressive titles put more prominently on display than others. Well, except for those books. You'll find somewhere less prominent to stash your guilty pleasures.
Something something darkskin is the danger
[x] Books, all the books. Important and impressive titles put more prominently on display than others. Well, except for those books. You'll find somewhere less prominent to stash your guilty pleasures.
Something something darkskin is the danger
edmantgoog
init high just high
[X]
-[X] Your laptop and recording equipment, best to get set pu soon after all you cant keep your fans waiting right?
-[X] Your laptop and recording equipment, best to get set pu soon after all you cant keep your fans waiting right?
EtchedSteel
*mumble mumble*
- Location
- Lima. Peru
Can't into descriptions so...
[x] Choo Choo
[x] Choo Choo
edmantgoog
init high just high
thanks Hannz my choice is based of of the fact that in these types of quests we alyas play the book worm and i thought it would be cool to play the tech-head for once hopefully as a idol or youtuber of some kind
LucidProp
Pocky Eating MafiaDoka
That's exactly what I thought when I first saw your vote.
I never did play, or see, a celebrity quest. It should be interesting when we inevitably run into someone who recognizes us.
EtchedSteel
*mumble mumble*
- Location
- Lima. Peru
I prefer a normal girl dealing with a big turn on her life.
- Location
- .
[X] Plan Edmantgoog
[X] Plan Edmantgoog
I like that idea, our struggle with pride would feed into a sense of self importance, and the type of person who'd have problems staying humble.
A minor celebrity would actually be kinda interesting, seeing the way they face challenges and deal with problems...
I like that idea, our struggle with pride would feed into a sense of self importance, and the type of person who'd have problems staying humble.
A minor celebrity would actually be kinda interesting, seeing the way they face challenges and deal with problems...
[x] A short and slender girl who looks younger than the fifteen years of age that she is, with dark brown eyes too large for her round face and a smattering of freckles over a dainty, slightly upturned nose. Straight, brown hair skewing red in a neat ponytail reaching her shoulders.
[x] Books, all the books. Important and impressive titles put more prominently on display than others. Well, except for those books. You'll find somewhere less prominent to stash your guilty pleasures.
[x] Books, all the books. Important and impressive titles put more prominently on display than others. Well, except for those books. You'll find somewhere less prominent to stash your guilty pleasures.
