[The first thing that strikes her isn't the water or the darkness or the spot of light overhead itself; it's that everything is vivid, from the feeling of the water against her legs to the inky blackness and the piercing brightness above. It's so vivid, and it's so different from the last thing she remembers.
There's a great deal of information to take in at once, and she blinks several times as she feels her heart start to pound. Glancing at the people who are gathered around her while she tries to contend with her racing thoughts, she turns to one of her peers. There's urgency in her voice as she speaks, but she tries not to let it betray any fear.]
Hey. Hey, what the fuck is this?
[It hasn't occurred to her just yet that they might be just as confused as she is, given the frustration in her voice.]
ii. in the town
[Once she makes it out of the well, she still looks shaken - and wet, of course. The boots and leggings she's wearing are soaked, and even if her shirt managed to avoid the same fate, she looks incredibly unhappy about this development. As she walks through the area, glancing around at everything that lacks color around her, she crosses her arms.]
First I have to reenact The Ring, now I'm in some bizarre monochrome nightmare...
[It's loud enough to be audible, even if it wasn't directed at anyone in particular. Her next words, though, are aimed at anybody who happens to be nearby. As much as she's trying to appear calm, there's definitely a rushed quality to her voice.]
Hey. You wouldn't happen to know where I could get a change of clothes, would you? [...] Also, if you happen to know what the hell is going on, that'd be great, too.
iii. the house (closed to momose sunohara)
[After she's received some kind of explanation... It's good to know what's happening, but it's definitely more frustrating in some ways as well. That's why, when she finds where she's meant to be staying and thinks she has a moment to herself to react, she slams the door behind her, dragging her hands down her face with a groan.
...And then, she promptly realizes she's not alone at all, and moves her hands behind her back as if to hide that she was doing this in the first place.]
Um. Hey there. I didn't really realize anyone else would be here yet...
iv. wildcard
[If there's anything else you'd like to play out, feel free to toss in a different starter or hit me up at becoming!]
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[The first thing that strikes her isn't the water or the darkness or the spot of light overhead itself; it's that everything is vivid, from the feeling of the water against her legs to the inky blackness and the piercing brightness above. It's so vivid, and it's so different from the last thing she remembers.
There's a great deal of information to take in at once, and she blinks several times as she feels her heart start to pound. Glancing at the people who are gathered around her while she tries to contend with her racing thoughts, she turns to one of her peers. There's urgency in her voice as she speaks, but she tries not to let it betray any fear.]
Hey. Hey, what the fuck is this?
[It hasn't occurred to her just yet that they might be just as confused as she is, given the frustration in her voice.]
ii. in the town
[Once she makes it out of the well, she still looks shaken - and wet, of course. The boots and leggings she's wearing are soaked, and even if her shirt managed to avoid the same fate, she looks incredibly unhappy about this development. As she walks through the area, glancing around at everything that lacks color around her, she crosses her arms.]
First I have to reenact The Ring, now I'm in some bizarre monochrome nightmare...
[It's loud enough to be audible, even if it wasn't directed at anyone in particular. Her next words, though, are aimed at anybody who happens to be nearby. As much as she's trying to appear calm, there's definitely a rushed quality to her voice.]
Hey. You wouldn't happen to know where I could get a change of clothes, would you? [...] Also, if you happen to know what the hell is going on, that'd be great, too.
iii. the house (closed to momose sunohara)
[After she's received some kind of explanation... It's good to know what's happening, but it's definitely more frustrating in some ways as well. That's why, when she finds where she's meant to be staying and thinks she has a moment to herself to react, she slams the door behind her, dragging her hands down her face with a groan.
...And then, she promptly realizes she's not alone at all, and moves her hands behind her back as if to hide that she was doing this in the first place.]
Um. Hey there. I didn't really realize anyone else would be here yet...
iv. wildcard
[If there's anything else you'd like to play out, feel free to toss in a different starter or hit me up at