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interstellar55552016-01-13 08:34 am
twoscompany) wrote in interstellar55552016-01-13 08:34 am
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Third Eye Blind? Not Anymore
Who: Garnet, OPEN
What: Garnet wakes up with something on her forehead and something with her eyes. She's trying to cover it up while also writing a song and trying to act normal.
When: January 13th onward
Where: The penthouse, then anywhere you want! Just ping me in the thread starter
Warnings: None, can change if needed!
Penthouse
[Garnet has a good idea. She knows what song she wants to compose for her secret song subject. She can see it in her head, forming quietly in her mind. She spent most of the night putting down the notes she could, before sinking into blissful sleep.
She doesn't wake up until later than usual in the morning. Odd. Ah well. Yet, she doesn't feel entirely awake. Like her eyes aren't fully open. Like...something is missing. It is...like one eye isn't open. But they are open, right? Both of them.
The third eye pops open as she brushes her teeth, and she jumps three feet into the air with a screech that can be heard through the penthouse, if not beyond. But that's quickly stifled by her mouth, as she goes to grab something - anything - to cover it up. Can she close the eye? She has to be able to, it was closed before!
It took about ten minutes for Garnet to come out of the bathroom, but she comes out, her eye firmly closed and covered with make up, alongside her entire face. Of course, she was so panicked about the third eye that she doesn't realize that her other two eyes aren't exactly normal anymore, either.]
Elsewhere
[Sunglasses. Hat. She can be spotted throughout town, hovering over a notebook. So far, so good, no one's recognized her, somehow.
That, however, may be about the change, whether she likes it or not. She's pretty distinctive-looking, after all, even with her attempts to looks more normal. Its only a matter of time before someone comes up to her and asks her what her deal is today.]
What: Garnet wakes up with something on her forehead and something with her eyes. She's trying to cover it up while also writing a song and trying to act normal.
When: January 13th onward
Where: The penthouse, then anywhere you want! Just ping me in the thread starter
Warnings: None, can change if needed!
Penthouse
[Garnet has a good idea. She knows what song she wants to compose for her secret song subject. She can see it in her head, forming quietly in her mind. She spent most of the night putting down the notes she could, before sinking into blissful sleep.
She doesn't wake up until later than usual in the morning. Odd. Ah well. Yet, she doesn't feel entirely awake. Like her eyes aren't fully open. Like...something is missing. It is...like one eye isn't open. But they are open, right? Both of them.
The third eye pops open as she brushes her teeth, and she jumps three feet into the air with a screech that can be heard through the penthouse, if not beyond. But that's quickly stifled by her mouth, as she goes to grab something - anything - to cover it up. Can she close the eye? She has to be able to, it was closed before!
It took about ten minutes for Garnet to come out of the bathroom, but she comes out, her eye firmly closed and covered with make up, alongside her entire face. Of course, she was so panicked about the third eye that she doesn't realize that her other two eyes aren't exactly normal anymore, either.]
Elsewhere
[Sunglasses. Hat. She can be spotted throughout town, hovering over a notebook. So far, so good, no one's recognized her, somehow.
That, however, may be about the change, whether she likes it or not. She's pretty distinctive-looking, after all, even with her attempts to looks more normal. Its only a matter of time before someone comes up to her and asks her what her deal is today.]
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The ones who are me.
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The the who... They danced and they were you, right?
[It's hard to wrap his head around, but he doesn't sound disbelieving. Just confused.]
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That's right. They became me.
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What are their names?
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She clasps her hands together, closing her eyes.]
...Ruby and Sapphire. A common soldier....and a princess.
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[He tilts his head, considering it as he puts the coffee on.]
That's beautiful.
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IT'S LIKE STAR WARS almost]no subject
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I guess we need to figure out what to do about that first. [HM] I guess we could sell it as something "arty".
[Fngerquotes and all. Page'll probably love it.]
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[But what? And how? Unlike everyone else's eye changes, she's got more than one eye colo--wait.]
...Terry, what are your thoughts on contacts?
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[Dude basically lives in skinny jeans, mild discomfort is nothing to him.]
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[Because why couldn't she have monochromatic demon eyes like everyone else.]
We'll have to convince the band, somehow without being indiscreet.