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asgardeventide2012-03-15 10:07 pm
minifridge) wrote in asgardeventide2012-03-15 10:07 pm
Entry tags:
accidental video -> text;
[Welcome to what is clearly an accidental broadcast. The view is moving nauseatingly down a hallway, through a door, then through what is probably an apartment, though the camera just shows it from the waist down, all lower cabinets and tabletops. The person walks past a large mirror then stops- it's Mary, looking upset.
She peers closely at her reflection, fussing with her hair and poking at her red eyes in dismay, muttering something.]
Ugh, I look awful- [A few more seconds of poking her red eyes, and she moves on.
Into a bedroom next, where a closet mirror opposite the door shows the whole scene unfold: Mary closes the door behind her, sinks down against it for a second with her eyes closed, and mutters something to herself. Everything about her is utterly exhausted. Then she opens her eyes and- and sees something on the bed that makes her eyes widen. She gets closer and picks up what appears to be a small ring box, examining it with a wide-eyed look. It's clearly very important to her.
Her eyes flicker over to the bracelet suddenly.]
Oh, crap- [Aaaaand that would be her turning it off! The text comes up about five minutes later.]
Sorry about that. I didn't know it was doing that.
Does anyone know what's going on today? Or why things and people from home are showing up? Maybe there's a pattern in what kind of things showed up. What I got was something important to me- did that happen to everyone?
[ADDED IN AN HOUR OR SO LATER]
Everyone in our apartment: there's leftover chili in the fridge and everything on the third pantry shelf has instructions. See you in a few days. Please don't starve.
[Replies will be coming at least an hour later IC-ly. She's tired and sad. And no, she does not know how to filter to more than one person. It's hard and she's from the 70's, okay.]
She peers closely at her reflection, fussing with her hair and poking at her red eyes in dismay, muttering something.]
Ugh, I look awful- [A few more seconds of poking her red eyes, and she moves on.
Into a bedroom next, where a closet mirror opposite the door shows the whole scene unfold: Mary closes the door behind her, sinks down against it for a second with her eyes closed, and mutters something to herself. Everything about her is utterly exhausted. Then she opens her eyes and- and sees something on the bed that makes her eyes widen. She gets closer and picks up what appears to be a small ring box, examining it with a wide-eyed look. It's clearly very important to her.
Her eyes flicker over to the bracelet suddenly.]
Oh, crap- [Aaaaand that would be her turning it off! The text comes up about five minutes later.]
Sorry about that. I didn't know it was doing that.
Does anyone know what's going on today? Or why things and people from home are showing up? Maybe there's a pattern in what kind of things showed up. What I got was something important to me- did that happen to everyone?
[ADDED IN AN HOUR OR SO LATER]
Everyone in our apartment: there's leftover chili in the fridge and everything on the third pantry shelf has instructions. See you in a few days. Please don't starve.
[Replies will be coming at least an hour later IC-ly. She's tired and sad. And no, she does not know how to filter to more than one person. It's hard and she's from the 70's, okay.]