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i_am_not_cute) wrote2011-12-24 11:52 am
i_am_not_cute) wrote2011-12-24 11:52 am
Entry tags:
- *action,
- [banjo-kazooie] kazooie,
- [mega man legends] mega man volnutt,
- [oc] ginia solana,
- [shin megami tensei] atsuro kihara,
- [tales: graces] hubert oswell,
- [tales: legendia] grune,
- [tales: phantasia] dhaos,
- [tiger & bunny] barnaby brooks jr.,
- baking therapy,
- dessert fixes everything,
- don't forget i love you,
- feeling a little small,
- gonna keep on keepin' on,
- it's christmas bitches,
- new hero: reindeer kid
⚡ 8th zap | action ⚡ forward-dated to Christmas Day
[Pao-lin's first draft in Luceti had turned out simultaneously better and worse than she expected. Physically, she's just tired and sore, with maybe a few leftover minor scrapes here and there, which is a miracle considering that she sustained some pretty significant injuries from constantly being on the front lines. Magical healing is, well...magical like that.
But magic can only do so much for emotional and mental fatigue.
Pao-lin can't lie: once she waded past the initial waves of jitters and actually plunged herself into the battlefield, she'd enjoyed the thrill of real combat, albeit in a much more serious manner than other people would be used to seeing from the bubbly young girl. But then the Third Party breached the barricade, and she had to redirect her energy to looking out for the noncombatants in the Processing Area. With the lives of so many fellow villagers at stake, she'd had to push herself to her limits, even with the help of so many other fighters from Luceti who were more skilled and powerful than herself. Or perhaps it was especially because she was surrounded by so many other powerful fighters that Pao-lin felt compelled to work herself to the bone. She didn't want to fall further behind than she already was by virtue of the cards life had dealt her, many of which she couldn't play the way she wanted back home and some of which had taken on whole new meanings in the game known as Luceti. Normally Pao-lin can brush this sort of thing off, confident that she's walking the path that she's meant to, but for the first few days after the draft she's too tired to even manage a cursory "screw off" to the post-draft blues. She even neglects her training for a little bit, and mostly subsists on snacks and food she already has in her apartment instead of going out to the food places. After being steeped in the chaos of combat for so long, she needs to be alone.
Pao-lin pulls herself together soon enough. She's still got Christmas presents to bake for people, after all, so she can't mope around forever. And Pao-lin already has a pretty good inkling of how she's going to beat down her sudden inferiority complex, the next step she wants to take in her quest to be the best fighter she can be so she can protect people. But there'll be time enough for that after the holidays. For now, she just wants to see her friends.]
***
[Merry Christmas, Luceti! Reindeer Kid is prancing around bringing a bit of holiday cheer to anyone she knows. Friendly acquaintances will be getting small bags containing chocolate chip cookies, gingerbread men, and peppermint brownies. Closer members of her circle will be receiving a larger share of the treats (the gingerbread men may even be customized a little to look like the recipient) plus a small card with a custom message and/or doodles from her! She might show up at your door to give you your present if she knows where you live, or she might just stalk you down at some other place in Luceti. Or maybe you're looking for her! No worries: with a bright yellow winter jacket, green hair, and red-and-green reindeer antlers, she'll be hard to miss.]
Originally found at: http://lightningcute.livejournal.com/5514.html
But magic can only do so much for emotional and mental fatigue.
Pao-lin can't lie: once she waded past the initial waves of jitters and actually plunged herself into the battlefield, she'd enjoyed the thrill of real combat, albeit in a much more serious manner than other people would be used to seeing from the bubbly young girl. But then the Third Party breached the barricade, and she had to redirect her energy to looking out for the noncombatants in the Processing Area. With the lives of so many fellow villagers at stake, she'd had to push herself to her limits, even with the help of so many other fighters from Luceti who were more skilled and powerful than herself. Or perhaps it was especially because she was surrounded by so many other powerful fighters that Pao-lin felt compelled to work herself to the bone. She didn't want to fall further behind than she already was by virtue of the cards life had dealt her, many of which she couldn't play the way she wanted back home and some of which had taken on whole new meanings in the game known as Luceti. Normally Pao-lin can brush this sort of thing off, confident that she's walking the path that she's meant to, but for the first few days after the draft she's too tired to even manage a cursory "screw off" to the post-draft blues. She even neglects her training for a little bit, and mostly subsists on snacks and food she already has in her apartment instead of going out to the food places. After being steeped in the chaos of combat for so long, she needs to be alone.
Pao-lin pulls herself together soon enough. She's still got Christmas presents to bake for people, after all, so she can't mope around forever. And Pao-lin already has a pretty good inkling of how she's going to beat down her sudden inferiority complex, the next step she wants to take in her quest to be the best fighter she can be so she can protect people. But there'll be time enough for that after the holidays. For now, she just wants to see her friends.]
***
[Merry Christmas, Luceti! Reindeer Kid is prancing around bringing a bit of holiday cheer to anyone she knows. Friendly acquaintances will be getting small bags containing chocolate chip cookies, gingerbread men, and peppermint brownies. Closer members of her circle will be receiving a larger share of the treats (the gingerbread men may even be customized a little to look like the recipient) plus a small card with a custom message and/or doodles from her! She might show up at your door to give you your present if she knows where you live, or she might just stalk you down at some other place in Luceti. Or maybe you're looking for her! No worries: with a bright yellow winter jacket, green hair, and red-and-green reindeer antlers, she'll be hard to miss.]
Originally found at: http://lightningcute.livejournal.com/5514.html