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interstellar55552016-03-17 02:02 pm
sailorlaughter) wrote in interstellar55552016-03-17 02:02 pm
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In One Ear, Out the Other
Who: Pinkie
What: Pinkie gets a regain, becomes even more kawaii
When: Third week of March
Where: Pride HQ
Warning: Body horror?
System Crash penthouse; Tuesday
[Early in the morning, there's a high-pitched scream from Pinkie's bedroom.
She won't respond to any knocking or shouting. But she's never really locked her bedroom door, so it's not exactly hard to get in if you feel like it. Honestly, you probably could have heard her even outside the penthouse.]
Pride HQ; Friday
[Despite what's happened, Pinkie's come to the conclusion that she can't just stay inside forever.
She has to start small, though, because it is nervewracking going out like this. She ordered several very large and rather gaudy hats, and is wearing one around despite the fact that it sort of doesn't match her outfit. For once, she's dressed very down, almost to the point of drabness. It helps.
Pinkie's uncharacteristically quiet, slinking around and standing quietly in corners of public areas for a few minutes before slipping out again. Someday she'll have to go perform again. She has to get used to the terror of this, of knowing that her life as she knows it depends on nothing more than an oversized floppy hat. Every time she goes around people and nothing bad happens, it helps a little!
It's not even that she thinks the ears look bad, necessarily. They kinda match her hair, and she likes the way they move. But every time she sees them, all she can think of is Tiger and his cracked gemstone. No one wants her to have horse ears. It'd be better for everybody if she didn't.]
What: Pinkie gets a regain, becomes even more kawaii
When: Third week of March
Where: Pride HQ
Warning: Body horror?
System Crash penthouse; Tuesday
[Early in the morning, there's a high-pitched scream from Pinkie's bedroom.
She won't respond to any knocking or shouting. But she's never really locked her bedroom door, so it's not exactly hard to get in if you feel like it. Honestly, you probably could have heard her even outside the penthouse.]
Pride HQ; Friday
[Despite what's happened, Pinkie's come to the conclusion that she can't just stay inside forever.
She has to start small, though, because it is nervewracking going out like this. She ordered several very large and rather gaudy hats, and is wearing one around despite the fact that it sort of doesn't match her outfit. For once, she's dressed very down, almost to the point of drabness. It helps.
Pinkie's uncharacteristically quiet, slinking around and standing quietly in corners of public areas for a few minutes before slipping out again. Someday she'll have to go perform again. She has to get used to the terror of this, of knowing that her life as she knows it depends on nothing more than an oversized floppy hat. Every time she goes around people and nothing bad happens, it helps a little!
It's not even that she thinks the ears look bad, necessarily. They kinda match her hair, and she likes the way they move. But every time she sees them, all she can think of is Tiger and his cracked gemstone. No one wants her to have horse ears. It'd be better for everybody if she didn't.]
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It'd be fine. You don't look good, anyway.
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[She hadn't expected to be grabbed, but Pinkie lets herself be pulled along nonetheless.]
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What kind do you want?
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[Pinkie's usually pretty into ice cream. But after a short pause, she volunteers:]
Cookies and cream?
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[Pinkie checks that her hood's still safely over her head, then tucks her fisted hands back into her pocket.]
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[Pinkie does not elaborate, just follows Kido's glance around the ceiling. She's not sure she wants to talk about it here.]
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[It looks almost identical to the System Crash penthouse. They all do, really, and everybody knows it. She just felt like she had to say something.]