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driftfleet2018-11-28 10:34 pm
intend) wrote in driftfleet2018-11-28 10:34 pm
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Who: Sypha Belnades & You - (subthread for treff and alucard)
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Caprine
When: 11/28, Afternoon
[Because the Atroma are one for drama and excitement, the camera sits on the communal dining table in the kitchen, somehow positioned perfectly to catch the culmination of what appears to be a drawn out, well fought battle between two parties.
Sypha Belnades vs. The Toaster Oven.
By now it's anyone's battle. The Speaker is crouched a few feet away from the counter and holding a baking sheet up as a shield, peering over top to monitor the menacing appliance shaking and sparking all over the counter. Once, there seems to be an opening. Sypha chances a reach to try something, but it counters! Sparks hit her hand, and she has enough.
Dropping the sheet with a loud clang, small flares form above her fingers before she whips one at the beast, which subsequently stops sparking and all but explodes instead. She manages to duck out of the way of a metallic piece of toaster, eyeing as it hits the wall behind her. It's then she catches sight of the communicator. A startled look crosses her features, and she hesitantly makes her way over.]
I don't suppose that was missed, was it? [...] Probably not.
[Well, now what? Sypha sighs and her shoulders slump.]
If anyone would be willing to explain these machines, it would be appreciated.
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Caprine
When: 11/28, Afternoon
[Because the Atroma are one for drama and excitement, the camera sits on the communal dining table in the kitchen, somehow positioned perfectly to catch the culmination of what appears to be a drawn out, well fought battle between two parties.
Sypha Belnades vs. The Toaster Oven.
By now it's anyone's battle. The Speaker is crouched a few feet away from the counter and holding a baking sheet up as a shield, peering over top to monitor the menacing appliance shaking and sparking all over the counter. Once, there seems to be an opening. Sypha chances a reach to try something, but it counters! Sparks hit her hand, and she has enough.
Dropping the sheet with a loud clang, small flares form above her fingers before she whips one at the beast, which subsequently stops sparking and all but explodes instead. She manages to duck out of the way of a metallic piece of toaster, eyeing as it hits the wall behind her. It's then she catches sight of the communicator. A startled look crosses her features, and she hesitantly makes her way over.]
I don't suppose that was missed, was it? [...] Probably not.
[Well, now what? Sypha sighs and her shoulders slump.]
If anyone would be willing to explain these machines, it would be appreciated.
excuse u he must defend his party member!!!!
[ Okay so it sounds innocent enough but then so many insults directed at speakers do out of context, don't they? Calling Sypha mean names is his job and his job alone!!! ]
Just because she's going around breaking shit all the time-
childe calm thyself!!!!
Why would I -- You-- You are both just endless entertainment for me, my dude. I said bu-be-lah not blueberry. It's like saying "my dude, my guy, my gal" that sorta thing. No need to get your hackles all in a twist over a name when she's exploding shit everywhere. You're not concerned with that?