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estoria2015-07-17 10:23 pm
capforthat) wrote in estoria2015-07-17 10:23 pm
Entry tags:
open up a beer and you say
Who: bigbingoattack & capforthat
When: Backdated to 2/05(7/16)
Where: ViViD
What: This is not a date.
Rating/Warning: None, probably.
The grass underfoot is convincingly uneven, rippling as a cool breeze blows over the landscape. Floating platforms sway slightly, anchored by snarls of tangled roots and heavy rocks. In the distance is a huge wall, stretched dark over the landscape.
Level One
Player One: Online
Player Two: Online
Materializing into ViViD isn't as unpleasant as Bulma expected. She hops from one foot to the other experimentally, acclimatizing to having soft grass beneath her boots. It's a nice change from the artificial floor of the colony. She notices that half her vision is tinted green, numbers scrolling across in jagged yellow shapes. There's a distinctly familiar weight on her ear.
"What--a scouter?" The game must have used her memories to give the accouterments of her class form and function, she decides. "Well, at least it's something I know how to use."
bigbingoattack & capforthatWhen: Backdated to 2/05(7/16)
Where: ViViD
What: This is not a date.
Rating/Warning: None, probably.
The grass underfoot is convincingly uneven, rippling as a cool breeze blows over the landscape. Floating platforms sway slightly, anchored by snarls of tangled roots and heavy rocks. In the distance is a huge wall, stretched dark over the landscape.
Level One
Player One: Online
Player Two: Online
Materializing into ViViD isn't as unpleasant as Bulma expected. She hops from one foot to the other experimentally, acclimatizing to having soft grass beneath her boots. It's a nice change from the artificial floor of the colony. She notices that half her vision is tinted green, numbers scrolling across in jagged yellow shapes. There's a distinctly familiar weight on her ear.
"What--a scouter?" The game must have used her memories to give the accouterments of her class form and function, she decides. "Well, at least it's something I know how to use."