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first prank
Feb. 6th, 2011 02:58 am[Pamela was a perpetual oddity of a ghost.
Pamela was very much an oddity, to the point where waking up in some strange house didn't strike her as too terribly off; the room she woke up in had a lot of cute stuffed animals, after all. It wasn't until she started to stretch, and realized she had legs, that she began to wonder what was off, but even then, it took running into a wall to tell her that something was very off, like, "I have a pulse again and am no longer semi-transparent" off.
This is both semi-fascinating and semi-disappointing. Yes, Pamela is disappointed to be alive again.
First, however, comes the remember how to use one's legs again part. Still curious about her surroundings, Pamela found a phone, and decidedly picked it up, dialing any ol' number, because why would you even expect her to remember her own inn's number... if it even had a phone.]
Hmmmhmm... did I drift too far again? This doesn't look much like your average drifting object in the Netheruniverse... where are the hidden treasures, the dangerous monsters? Kanata, Kanata~ are you here, too? Etna, Prinnies, what about you~?
[Sometime after this call, Pamela... will probably be found skipping around outside in the snow, completely fascinated at this whole concept of having a pulse and legs again. No, you don't have to understand what's going on, staring is fine, too.]
Pamela was very much an oddity, to the point where waking up in some strange house didn't strike her as too terribly off; the room she woke up in had a lot of cute stuffed animals, after all. It wasn't until she started to stretch, and realized she had legs, that she began to wonder what was off, but even then, it took running into a wall to tell her that something was very off, like, "I have a pulse again and am no longer semi-transparent" off.
This is both semi-fascinating and semi-disappointing. Yes, Pamela is disappointed to be alive again.
First, however, comes the remember how to use one's legs again part. Still curious about her surroundings, Pamela found a phone, and decidedly picked it up, dialing any ol' number, because why would you even expect her to remember her own inn's number... if it even had a phone.]
Hmmmhmm... did I drift too far again? This doesn't look much like your average drifting object in the Netheruniverse... where are the hidden treasures, the dangerous monsters? Kanata, Kanata~ are you here, too? Etna, Prinnies, what about you~?
[Sometime after this call, Pamela... will probably be found skipping around outside in the snow, completely fascinated at this whole concept of having a pulse and legs again. No, you don't have to understand what's going on, staring is fine, too.]
