[Clearly this must be a dream. The dying leaves are beautiful and set the sky on fire, but there's a melancholy loneliness that saturates this world. Tugging in disapproval at her dress, Lucy starts to wander through the forest. She's no reason to be alarmed yet, so she makes the best of her surroundings. Even if her dress isn't cute.
It's only when she notices someone else waking up that a twinge of panic sets in. Her first instincts are to hide behind a tree-for all she knows they could have been behind her being here-but noticing the plain, boring white clothes, and observing their behavior, she finally approaches.]
Hey, are you okay?
Underground Mall
[Lucy is no stranger to solitude, yet despite being surrounded by people she has never felt lonelier. There's plenty of distractions in this glamorous, ridiculous mall. So much so that it's almost stifling. But the small handful of people she could consider important, or at least who knew her, aren't here. She's alone. Alone, pulled here thanks to some strangers who will send her back as soon as she's outlived her usefulness, so she can't even appreciate the free apartment and being spoiled. Everything is temporary.
And as for Anne...
Something deeper than bitterness sours her expression, and, stubborn, she sweeps one thick red braid over her shoulder and chatters with a false sense of cheerfulness to herself, filling up some of the ambient noise.]
I'm not holding some stranger's hand no matter how much anyone wants me t-EEEK!
[The hole in the floor interrupts her, sending her down to a cloud of pillows. She might even accidentally land on someone else!]
UFO Catchers/Poké Balls
[Lucy promised herself she wouldn't stay long at the Undergound Mall. It's not really the kind of place she'd find herself frequenting voluntarily, and there's so many people that she's quickly becoming exhausted.
But the plushies...!
She hugs a ridiculous amount of plushies in her arms until she reaches the poké ball vending machine. Figuring it's another plush machine, she's surprised to retrieve the poké ball while in a feat of talent, still balances all of the plushies in her other arm without dropping any of them.]
What am I supposed to do with this?!
Wildcard (ooc: message me at mintlattes on discord or pm me for another prompt!)
Lucy Maud Montgomery | Bungou Stray Dogs (New) | Autumn
[Clearly this must be a dream. The dying leaves are beautiful and set the sky on fire, but there's a melancholy loneliness that saturates this world. Tugging in disapproval at her dress, Lucy starts to wander through the forest. She's no reason to be alarmed yet, so she makes the best of her surroundings. Even if her dress isn't cute.
It's only when she notices someone else waking up that a twinge of panic sets in. Her first instincts are to hide behind a tree-for all she knows they could have been behind her being here-but noticing the plain, boring white clothes, and observing their behavior, she finally approaches.]
Hey, are you okay?
Underground Mall
[Lucy is no stranger to solitude, yet despite being surrounded by people she has never felt lonelier. There's plenty of distractions in this glamorous, ridiculous mall. So much so that it's almost stifling. But the small handful of people she could consider important, or at least who knew her, aren't here. She's alone. Alone, pulled here thanks to some strangers who will send her back as soon as she's outlived her usefulness, so she can't even appreciate the free apartment and being spoiled. Everything is temporary.
And as for Anne...
Something deeper than bitterness sours her expression, and, stubborn, she sweeps one thick red braid over her shoulder and chatters with a false sense of cheerfulness to herself, filling up some of the ambient noise.]
I'm not holding some stranger's hand no matter how much anyone wants me t-EEEK!
[The hole in the floor interrupts her, sending her down to a cloud of pillows. She might even accidentally land on someone else!]
UFO Catchers/Poké Balls
[Lucy promised herself she wouldn't stay long at the Undergound Mall. It's not really the kind of place she'd find herself frequenting voluntarily, and there's so many people that she's quickly becoming exhausted.
But the plushies...!
She hugs a ridiculous amount of plushies in her arms until she reaches the poké ball vending machine. Figuring it's another plush machine, she's surprised to retrieve the poké ball while in a feat of talent, still balances all of the plushies in her other arm without dropping any of them.]
What am I supposed to do with this?!
Wildcard
(ooc: message me at mintlattes on discord or pm me for another prompt!)