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

Judging me? Why, I don't know why you ever would. ಥ⌣ಥ

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

All by yourself? This huge place?

[My god.]

I imagine I wouldn't last a day, taking care of everything by myself!

DDDD8 Thank you, I'll be seeing that face in my nightmares

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Well, I've had a few years of experience. Not so bad when you get used to it.

[He's poking his head in the fridge while he talks, though he already knows the chances of finding algae there are pretty damn low.] Maybe seaweed'll work...

ಠ‿ಠ You're welcome.

[whats-a-crab.livejournal.com]

Seaweed? Ah, I'm just not cut out to be a crab! I don't even know what half the things I'm supposed to eat are!

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