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fictionalized2012-11-13 12:03 am
subservience) wrote in fictionalized2012-11-13 12:03 am
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log; and then everyone died
[... Jiros is actually not quite sure what to do in this situation. Or about being dead, really. His thoughts are somewhere along the lines of '... well, shit' and 'damn' and 'I guess I'm dead'.
...
Oh, and he's being attacked by frogs. That's kind of important too.
SO YEAH RUNNING LIKE THE WIND and half-looking for someone to partner up with though really how is he supposed to tell who else is dead—]
...
Oh, and he's being attacked by frogs. That's kind of important too.
SO YEAH RUNNING LIKE THE WIND and half-looking for someone to partner up with though really how is he supposed to tell who else is dead—]
get in here kanye-kun
For starters, he has no idea where he is—and for that matter, his surroundings don't look even remotely familiar. It's definitely not anywhere within the Empire. In all honesty, it's as if he'd been transported to another world entirely, given how utterly different everything looks. It occurs to Alois that between his outfit and his weapon, he also looks nothing like the people walking by. He's not entirely sure of how to describe their manner of dress (except maybe somewhat scandalous for some of them...) but 'odd' comes to mind.
The land of the dead—or wherever this may be—is certainly peculiar, though Alois can't exactly say he was expecting otherwise. Whatever he might've imagined the afterlife to look like, though, it probably wasn't this.
Still, he doesn't have time to waste. He remembers the information given—meaning that his top priority right now is to find a partner.
... And why are those frogs attacking him—
After a couple of unsuccessful attempts to fend them off with his spear, Alois will just be running away now, yep. It's an unsettling sensation to move through people, but really, there's no point in going around them, so he simply forces himself to deal.
Hopefully he'll be able to find someone else who's dead, as unpleasant as the thought is for the other person...]
no
Anyway.
On a leisurely stroll—never mind the same kind of frogs chasing after him—to find a kinsman in his dilemma, Ace turns on his heels to face the same direction as Alois, by whom he's just passed.]
Wow, Alois.
[Since when did you make phasing through people a hobby??]
wow okay
Ace?
[Alois just kind of stares at him for a moment before glancing at the frogs chasing him and then the ones chasing Ace.
... Welp. No time right now to stand around and figure things out.]
... Come on. We need to move.
c:
[In case you didn't realize, Alois, there are frogs coming from both directions.]
:|
So yeah, Alois will just be making a 'this way' gesture as he starts moving, again phasing through people.]
no subject
Except there's no longer a choice in that, so Ace follows suit behind Alois—oh, he can keep pace, but he always has the rear when they work together—phasing through people without issue. Since Alois is Mister Leader, he'll keep on following.]
no subject
... There should be one way to stop this.]
Have you found a partner yet?
no subject
Aren't you my partner?
no subject
... The contract, then?
no subject
Leader first.
[Come on, man, do your magic and initiate this.]
no subject
But fine. Alois concentrates for a moment, not entirely sure of how to do this, but running over all the information he's learned in his head—
A contract. He wants to make a contract.
... Even if Ace can be a pain at times, Alois is glad, in a way. It's a reassurance to know that his partner is someone he's used to working with already. It'll make things easier.
But yes, the contract. FLASHY LIGHTS ARE A GO.]
yeah idk what i'm doing
—THEN FLASHY LIGHTS, AND SUDDENLY PINS.
—and boom, headshot on a frog. He rests the firearm against his shoulder blade.]
Looks like it works. How about you?