The Lockdown Mods (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
lockdownmods) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
locked_down2018-08-12 11:24 am
lockdownmods) wrote in locked_down2018-08-12 11:24 am
Entry tags:
Awaken...
[ Everything still feels a bit hazy when you pull yourself out of bed this morning. Bed... not all of you may remember going to bed. It may take several long minutes for that feeling to die down. Several things may seem immediately wrong. But even if the basics are familiar-- there's a sort of uneasy feeling of wrongness that lingers as you come to. That feeling will probably never go away entirely.
Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.
And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...
As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...
With one exception.
On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]
[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]
Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.
And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...
As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...
With one exception.
On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]
 meguman22922▼ X |
    |
 |
[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]
no subject
[HE STILL WANTS TO FIGHT.]
no subject
[ What's...closest? She doesn't actually want to break the tablet, and- and she'd rather avoid physical violence. Not with someone who looks...
Her eyes can't help but stay lingering on his mouth. Those teeth, those fangs, and his earlier shout seems to catch up with her, about... Humans.
He's almost a whole foot taller than her, but Rebecca tries to raise herself up to be tall as she can. Stand her ground. ]
We're supposed to be... [ ...Dang, she just can't look away from them chompers. ] We're supposed to be listening to each other and taking opinions into consideration, as fellow captives. I intend to give you a firm reprimand every time, y-you hear me?
no subject
[His tone shifts from faintly incredulous, to... Honestly, kind of amused.]
Well, you've got spirit if nothing else, I'll give you that.
no subject
[ ...Her accent shifts, just a little. A distinctly...Scottish tone slips through, as she raises her chin more. ]
I won't stand for bullies.
no subject
Of course. I'll be sure to remember.
no subject
no subject
[Since she didn't quite ask.]
And I'm sure you are. Not everyone can excel at physical strength.
[He... might be throwing her a bone, there?]
no subject
I don't appreciate being made fun of, I... Just...what is a beastman?
no subject
I'm more human-looking than most of my kind.
no subject
no subject
no subject
All of this sounds like...something from a story, not actual reality, but...given how you...look, I'm...inclined to believe it.
no subject
It's just as strange for me to see so many humans who don't have any idea what beastmen are, I assure you.
no subject
Well, if everything works out for the best, we'll all just be able to go back to what we're familiar with, soon.
no subject
If we're lucky.
no subject
...If we're lucky.