13th Memory [Action/Voice]

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Sayo had been having a decent weekend, and for a moment, it seemed like it was right back to normal in Luceti. Still had those bouts of 'sleeping' problems, but hey, things were doing well. That is, until she found herself about 1 inch off the ground, barely enough to fit in a palm. Now she's shuffling sideways outside of work, leaving her clothes in a round pile to panic among the people walking by. Oh god oh god everyone's almost stepping on her—she skuttles over to the door to Seventh Heaven and beats her claw on it. Aaaah, that's right, she's early, oh no, oh dear—

THAT GUY ALMOST STEPPED ON HER.

So, Luceti. There's a high-pitch SCREAAAAA— noise as she skuttles haphazardly around people's (your?) feet. And if you listen well enough, you can hear the teeny tiny stunned voice:]

I'VE BEEN TURNED INTO A MONSTER!!

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Someone help me, I can't move well—please don't step on me—ahh!! Please, look down; o-oh, my clothes, my journal, someone!!


[Way way way later:]

[Voice]

Is... anyone else having troubles maneuvering their journals? [>_>]

((ooc: replies from whats_a_crab , time is totally breakable. :|b))

Comments

... she still came to work

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sorry Sayo.

Sanji's too busy wondering how a crab got all the way into the village to hear your tiny peals of fright.

... Hm. Not much meat on you, though. Guess he can't make a meal. But he does bend down, bemused, and say:]

Tch, how'd you get all the way out here, little guy?

READ: DEDICATION

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

[Listen here, mister—

/SKUTTLES IN IN PLACE]

SANJI-SAN, I need help, please!

[Oh, her voice, her poor voice is going to go hoarse from all this yelling. At least he's closer for hearing her screams of panic. Y-yes, that's a small favor. ;~;]

SANJI WOULD HAVE GIVEN YOU THE DAY OFF

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Er, pausing. Because Sanji didn't expect an answ--! D8]

Sayo-san?! [Oh fuckin god, scooping you up immediately before someone tramples on you]

SHE ACCEPTS IT NOW, AT LEAST?

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

[LOOK HOW TINY I AM I AM LIKE HALF OF YOUR PALM OH GOD OH GOD]

Y-yes! It's me; I was on my way to work, a-and--before I knew it, I was this--this little monster!

[Let her emphasize by snapping her tiny little claw at the air.]

I was put up to this

[flicker-flash.livejournal.com]

[...you move. 8D Weirdly. With legs.

Staaaaaaaalk.]

:'| You just wanted to horrify Sayo, didn't you?

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

[SCREAAAAA WHAT ARE YOU STRANGE CREATURE]

Please don't hurt me, little—little—

[What are you even?!]

I don't think I'd taste very good, b-b-being so tiny...!

That too

[flicker-flash.livejournal.com]

[Eating you? Who said anything about eating you? You're just fun to...


...pounce. B|]

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[What is this thing and why is it screaming around his feet? After yelping out in fright and taking several steps randomly backwards, Giles lowers his head to the ground and begins looking around for the source of the tiny screaming voice.

It doesn't take him long to notice the flailing crab. So he tries for communication.]

Excuse me, um, Miss Crab.

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

[Wooow, you are loud. She puts her claws over her—

oh dammit, where are crab ears even. She has ears, right?]




[whimper]

O-oh, good morning—[you horrifying creature she's never seen before

But at least she knows something like you.]

... Lizard-san!

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[...okay, so it's a villager. Please don't be afraid of him, unfamiliar villager.

Giles lays himself down on the ground so he's not quite so towering. One of his eyes is still about as big as Sayu is right now, of course.]

Well, lizard is close enough. [Not all cultures might be familiar with dragons, of course.] Um, hello. I didn't cause any harm, did I? [He doesn't quite get that his voice might be overwhelming right now, but he does look concerned.]

[biteshisface.livejournal.com]

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

[Well, you can probably hear this, now, albeit in a few octaves higher than her usual voice:]

PLEASE HELP ME, SIR...!

[biteshisface.livejournal.com]

...

[andallaretrue.livejournal.com]

[Tia happens to like crabs, so she bends down to offer the crab her hand.]

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

[O-oh, what a nice person ;~;

Have a squeaky little voice.]

Thank you so much! I thought I was going to be stepped on, down there...!

[andallaretrue.livejournal.com]

Dere are few would have thought to look, aye.

[Action]

[herpderpetile.livejournal.com]

[Robert's outside for once! Mostly because being exothermic and having a sudden desire to go into bodies of water are good reasons to do so. Even so, he's still hermit-ish thanks to social phobia (which is a bit exacerbated as a turtle) and is mostly looking down - which is why he notices the tiny, scuttling crab.

At first he doesn't hear Sayo's voice - but honestly, as an astrobiologist, Robert is very observant, and eventually he catches the soft strains of a panicking tone. Most crabs are incapable of vocalization, but...]

Ah, excuse me there... Would you happen to need some assistance? [He stoops, carefully, and offers his green, leathery, two-fingered hand as a platform. It's preferable to stepping on the cute little crab, at least.]

Re: [Action]

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

[... Oh! You're familiar! She's seen turtle-people walking around, though she hasn't quite learned what a turtle even is. But THIS ISN'T IMPORTANT--!]

Oh, yes please! I'd be very grateful!

[Pardon her, she's not much for height, and she's trying her damnedest to even get on his hand.]

[Action]

[herpderpetile.livejournal.com]

[Extremely gently, extremely carefully, Robert fixes the two giant green fingers of his right hand around Sayo's little thorax and deposits her gently in the palm of his other hand.

Then he lifts that hand up to his face.

He recognizes Sayo's voice, now that she's closer to his tympanic membranes.] ... Ah, I know you... well, not as a crab, obviously.

I am Professor Robert Alexander Hastings, if you... do not remember. [He remembers Sayo's memory problems, and while they may not be affecting her at the moment, he figures they might have been enough to affect her before then.]

Though I am usually a human, not a turtle; just like you are not usually a crab. Albeit you are a very beautiful specimen of crab, if I may say so. [He is completely serious when he says this. To his astrobiologist mind, all life is beautiful.]

[Action?]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

[If Crabsayo happens to go near the shore of the ocean, she may run into Ami taking a swim!

...in very cold water

...that humans shouldn't enjoy as much as she seems to.

...and was that a mermaid tail splashing behind her? Yep!]

Are you alright?! Come over this way.

Re: [Action?]

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

[Bah, we'll just say she's around the ocean for the hell of meeting a mermaided Ami, right? Give her a moment to scurry sideways to you.]

Ami-chan! Is that you?!

Re: [Action?]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

It's me, but, who is this?

[She should really be more shocked at a talking crab, but then... ninja turtles. And Luceti.]

[nephaery.livejournal.com]

[a very worried-looking ball of light is descending to talk to you]

It's all right! This is an experiment.

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

I certainly was hoping so, th-though I'm more concerned with how I'm going to get home!

[She scurries back and forth, not wanting to keep still in the midst of her new body.]

[nephaery.livejournal.com]

You seem to be able to walk.