Counterclockwise at 07:14, 8 February 2015

2015-02-08T07:14:00Z

Counterclockwise: Created page with "{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/01/18 |Location=A Quiet World |Synopsis=To die, to sleep, To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death, wh..."

2015-02-03T07:14:23Z

Created page with "{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/01/18 |Location=A Quiet World |Synopsis=To die, to sleep, To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death, wh..."

Show changes

@@ Line 3: / Line 3: @@
 |Location=A Quiet World
 |Synopsis=To die, to sleep,
-To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there's the rub,
+To sleep, perchance to Dream;
-For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
+Aye, there's the rub,
 When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
 Must give us pause.
@@ Line 301: / Line 303: @@
 :'''{{#var:70|Priscilla (70)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Priscilla enters the final room ready to take the warden's head. In all other circumstances, she has been nothing but respectful of Mizuki's personal world, and all of its inhabitants. Perhaps nearly as much as the Author herself, she had loathed to see anything befall the people and places she'd only just been able to meet, even when called for by necessity. Even though she'd known what she was getting into the minute she'd entered the Book of Heaven however, there is nothing she can do to stop the churning of silent misery and rage boiling within her chest, sewn by the subject of her dream, sparked by its last few, spitefully twisted moments, and inflamed by the humiliation of having it happen in the presence of another person.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It is only the fact that the warden looks exactly like Mizuki that stays her hand for just long enough for it to speak, though listening to it is almost more than she can bear. There are hundred different things she wants to say, most of which conflict with one other, as sympathy mixes with outrage and pity mixes with disgust. In the end however, even as the others take it upon themselves to make their voices heard, all Priscilla can do for Mizuki, even if it isn't really Mizuki, is to drop her scythe, take steps across the room as swiftly and purposefully as she had used to get there, raise her hand as if to slap her across the face, and then throw her arms around her instead; squeezing her tight.<br> <br>
 }}

1358/CatP - Heaven - Revision history

Counterclockwise at 07:14, 8 February 2015

Counterclockwise: Created page with "{{Log Header |Date of Scene=2015/01/18 |Location=A Quiet World |Synopsis=To die, to sleep, To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death, wh..."