Jakuzure Nonon (蛇崩 乃音) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fatalissimo) wrote2014-07-07 12:36 pm
fatalissimo) wrote2014-07-07 12:36 pm
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[PRE-POST WHATNOT]
[It's raining outside today, but for once Nonon doesn't seem to mind; she's still in the utter sinkhole that is Violet City, but for the time being, her morale is good. Her money ran out quite some time ago, and she'd been okay with sleeping outside (it was going to take more than that to get her down properly) until that freak snowstorm last week felt the need to hit; seeing as she'd never worked a day in her life (not a proper job, not something that wasn't school and training) the idea of doing that was something almost completely foreign to her, but eventually she'd caved and applied somewhere and gotten hired.
And in the time since, she's discovered the surprisingly unsarcastic utter joy in the equation that is "make muffins = get money."
Sure, she's probably never going to get the flour out of her hair again and half the time she somehow ends up with glaze on her face, but she's found a bakery and they were hiring and she's stronger than she looks, and there's something really satisfying about being able to do things with her hands and see the results, and generally she's doing really well. Singing a bit while she does it, even, and making use of her Ambipom's entirely too many hands to hold trays for her while she works.
Life is actually surprisingly good today.]
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This place is actually pretty mundane, for somewhere that has a bunch of magical fire-spitting animals at their disposal. It took a lot of considering it, but I don't think I can really complain about that, though. It's sort of nice to know that even in a place that has something like that, people aren't using them to burn each other's faces off.
(Usually, anyway, I've heard there are a few whackjobs that do that.)
How many of you are from somewhere like this? Where there's not much going on, I mean, and you can just kind of exist.
And if you're from somewhere that's not like this and there's stuff going on all the time, what's it like for you to be living here now? Is it boring for you, or is it sort of a relief?
[It's raining outside today, but for once Nonon doesn't seem to mind; she's still in the utter sinkhole that is Violet City, but for the time being, her morale is good. Her money ran out quite some time ago, and she'd been okay with sleeping outside (it was going to take more than that to get her down properly) until that freak snowstorm last week felt the need to hit; seeing as she'd never worked a day in her life (not a proper job, not something that wasn't school and training) the idea of doing that was something almost completely foreign to her, but eventually she'd caved and applied somewhere and gotten hired.
And in the time since, she's discovered the surprisingly unsarcastic utter joy in the equation that is "make muffins = get money."
Sure, she's probably never going to get the flour out of her hair again and half the time she somehow ends up with glaze on her face, but she's found a bakery and they were hiring and she's stronger than she looks, and there's something really satisfying about being able to do things with her hands and see the results, and generally she's doing really well. Singing a bit while she does it, even, and making use of her Ambipom's entirely too many hands to hold trays for her while she works.
Life is actually surprisingly good today.]
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This place is actually pretty mundane, for somewhere that has a bunch of magical fire-spitting animals at their disposal. It took a lot of considering it, but I don't think I can really complain about that, though. It's sort of nice to know that even in a place that has something like that, people aren't using them to burn each other's faces off.
(Usually, anyway, I've heard there are a few whackjobs that do that.)
How many of you are from somewhere like this? Where there's not much going on, I mean, and you can just kind of exist.
And if you're from somewhere that's not like this and there's stuff going on all the time, what's it like for you to be living here now? Is it boring for you, or is it sort of a relief?
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What sort of monsters, then, if they're not like the ones here?
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[..Never mind the fact he never actually says the word "demon" in his description.]
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Well, that sounds...exciting?
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So, what's your home like?
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Otherwise I just live with my dad; he works in transportation of textiles for a bit corporation.
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[Assuming nothing about where he's from seems to make any sense.]
My name's Jimmy, by the way! What's yours?
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How old are you, anyway?
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And I'm fifteen!
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I don't have one. Not one I can remember, anyway.
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That was a bad question, wasn't it.
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No, it's okay! It's not a big deal or anything. I'm fine! There's lots of people in Miseryville who don't have parents.
[And by lots he means...one other person.]
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[WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOUR WORLD, CHILD]
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Yaknow, I don't really know. I haven't ever really thought about it. I mean, Beezy does have his Dad I guess, but I dunno where his mom is. And Molotov has his wife and kids...but Heloise doesn't have parents either, like me.
I guess that's just how it is, but it really isn't all that bad! Miseryville can be really bad, but once you get used to it it...isn't so bad.
...does that make sense?
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...It does, I guess. It's home, even if it sucks?
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[Though, really, Jimmy honestly doesn't think it sucks. That's probably the saddest thing about it.]
Everything else about this place is different from home. The sky and the ocean is different, and even the people are different. Miseryville and Johto both have monsters, in a way, but I don't think I've ever seen this many people before.
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[But...it's debatable that she's even human, honestly..]
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...I mean like a normal person. Not like a thing with horns for ears.
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