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entranceway2018-04-02 07:37 pm
255000255000255) wrote in entranceway2018-04-02 07:37 pm
Entry tags:
- #open,
- 2064 read only memories: turing,
- dangan ronpa: kiyotaka ishimaru,
- dangan ronpa: kokichi oma,
- dangan ronpa: ryoko otonashi,
- doki doki literature club: monika,
- gravity falls: dipper pines,
- lucifer: lucifer morningstar,
- over the garden wall: greg,
- over the garden wall: wirt,
- persona 3: arisato minato,
- persona 4: seta souji,
- persona 5: ryuji sakamoto
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[ Monika is sitting placidly behind her piano, smiling like she has no cares in the world. However, something's...off.
Her ponytail is slightly askew, the bow drooping on one side, and her clothes aren't as clean and kempt as usual. But it's probably what's going on in the background that's more interesting.
As in her room is wrecked. Items are strewn about, things are broken, and her piano has an unmistakable crack in it. It's like a tornado tore through, that tornado being her. She doesn't care about wars or any other stupid bullshit, because she has more important things weighing on her mind.
See, the past month hasn't been too good to her. She had a body for a while. And now she doesn't. Monika doesn't like that. The asshole that killed her? Not only ruined her short time with a body, but also got to hit and run in the completely unfun way. She really doesn't like that. And being held captive by a demented bear? REALLY NOT LIKING THAT. Noticing a pattern here?
In short, she mad.
She gives a pleasant little hum, resting her clasped hands on the piano's fallboard. ]
Just a quick question today! Are there any robots around?
[ She blinks, still smiling. There are no underlying issues to address here, no siree! She is toootally not getting desperate for freedom, nope nope nope.
Everything is ab~so~lute~ly~ perfect! ]
Just curious~
Her ponytail is slightly askew, the bow drooping on one side, and her clothes aren't as clean and kempt as usual. But it's probably what's going on in the background that's more interesting.
As in her room is wrecked. Items are strewn about, things are broken, and her piano has an unmistakable crack in it. It's like a tornado tore through, that tornado being her. She doesn't care about wars or any other stupid bullshit, because she has more important things weighing on her mind.
See, the past month hasn't been too good to her. She had a body for a while. And now she doesn't. Monika doesn't like that. The asshole that killed her? Not only ruined her short time with a body, but also got to hit and run in the completely unfun way. She really doesn't like that. And being held captive by a demented bear? REALLY NOT LIKING THAT. Noticing a pattern here?
In short, she mad.
She gives a pleasant little hum, resting her clasped hands on the piano's fallboard. ]
Just a quick question today! Are there any robots around?
[ She blinks, still smiling. There are no underlying issues to address here, no siree! She is toootally not getting desperate for freedom, nope nope nope.
Everything is ab~so~lute~ly~ perfect! ]
Just curious~
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[That was his main concern right now. The room would fix itself eventually and those were just things. Things could be replaced. But if she were injured, that had to be taken care of first.]
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I'm perfectly fine, ahaha!
[ She stands up and does a little twirl just so show she's still in one piece, then plops back down. ]
See? [ She finally fixes her bow so she's more presentable. ] No problems here!
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If you're sure.
[Her room looked like it had a problem though, but if she were "okay" then he'd have to go with it. He had taken a look at said room though one more time.]
I didn't know you had a piano.
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Yeah, I do! I'm getting really good at playing it! And like, I can write songs, too! [ She laughs cheerfully, and it's only slightly off-kilter. ] I have one that I've been working on for a while. I'm starting to feel really proud of it!
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You've been working hard. I'd like to hear your piece when you have the chance.
[Maybe it would help get her mind off of whatever it was upsetting her and not cause more destruction?]
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[ Her eyes dart into another direction. ] Mostly I want the moment to be perfect whenever it happens.
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It will be. Just keep practicing. But I'm not sure if you can if your piano is in that shape.
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There! That'll last till I fix it. The sound won't be as good, but I'll live, ahaha!
[ A pause. ]
Oh, and...I'll probably try to avoid my piano next time. I did like this one a lot.
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There's a piano in the music room too. Just be careful around it.
[Please don't destroy that one! But one more follow-up question:]
You anticipate that there'll be a next time?
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[ SIGH. She sinks into a silence. ]
...What? [ Oh, right. Monika shakes out of her daze. ] Well. I hope not.
[ Her fingers brush against her piano. It'll probably be easy to alter the code back to normal, she figures. How fortunate. ]
Hopefully I'll write a poem next time like I usually do.
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[There definitely was something up, more than he could see. Whatever it was bothered her enough that she did this to her room and to herself. If she were capable of that though, causing enough damage to herself, then she was capable of a lot more to other people.]
You shouldn't have to hurt so much from something outside that you end up hurting yourself too.
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[ She perks herself up and laughs. She can't have her mask slipping. ] Sorry! I'm just regretting hurting my piano, I guess.
[ Besides, how could anything outside hurt her? Haha... ]
Maybe I should use my time here to learn some better coping skills.
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What are you coping with? Just the piano?
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I...kinda died. A little. But that's the main issue, really! Nothing else!
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I'm sorry.
[It couldn't have been easy to just wake up from something like that.]
It's okay if you're upset. I'm sorry I didn't know before.
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[ She shakes her head, putting her smile back on. ] It's not a big deal now, honestly. I feel a lot better!
[ Mostly. Maybe. ]
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[But he wondered if she really did feel better? This evasion technique seemed familiar. Too familiar.]
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There's just something I really want, and I know I can't have it, so. Um. [ Weak laugh. ] It's probably weighing on my mind more than I realized.
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I'm sorry. Doing what you normally do hasn't made you feel better either, right?
[Hence the smashing stuff and not resorting to poetry or anything.]
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[ She smiles wistfully as she returns her gaze to his. ] I wish I could go back to the week of the carnival, you know? That'd be so nice. Like, if that week could last forever? [ Well, minus the dying, anyway. ] It'd be perfect.
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But that's why that time is precious or why we want things like that to last forever. It's because they don't.
[Unfortunately. He did smile a little back her.]
Are the memories of it something you wish you didn't have though?
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Maybe. Maybe not. There were some totally great times! And some...pretty bad ones. [ Sigh. ] I dunno. Part of me almost wishes it hadn't happened, because it was exactly what I've always wanted. But on the other hand, I probably would've never had the chance to experience any of it. Especially not at home.
[ She laughs quietly. ] It's weird. Now I know how Sayori feels.
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He liked that soft laugh. He thought it was cute.]
I thought they were great too since I got to spend it with you.
[If he could say that. He had enjoyed their time together.]
Is this Sayori here now? Or is she at home?
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Yeah, Sayori's here. She was the vice president of my club. Didn't think I'd ever see her again!
[ Like, really. She was counting on that. ]
I hope I don't see the others, though. Ahaha, it'll be much better if they can stay home!
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Did you have a lot of members in your club?
[Would they be seeing more of them here? He was hoping that talking about something other that the destruction around her might be better for the time being.]
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