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asgardeventide2012-03-23 07:44 pm
stakes) wrote in asgardeventide2012-03-23 07:44 pm
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fifth slay ❊ ⊰ video/action for thor house (see ooc note) ⊱ ❊ open the door to heaven or hell
[ The first thing Asgard will see is Buffy from a slight distance, a few feet away to be precise, lifting her shirt partially to show what was formerly a covered, slowly healing stab wound. It's now mostly scar tissue, and it's not healing instantly or particularly rapidly, but it looks better than it did last night, and it doesn't even need the wrap anymore. She does start to apply a regular bandage, however, just in case. It's not totally better yet. ]
So I think the gods finally listened to me. I just woke up from this crazy stupid Slayer-style nightmare, and I wake up, and that whole stabbing thing almost looks like it can live without band-aids... And two-plus-two equals fully restored Slayerness. I got my powers ba--
[ At this point she's about four minutes into the five, because she was asleep for the first couple and showing off her sweet healing wound for the next. She stops and puts her shirt down, grabbing her bracelet quickly. She's suddenly frantic, and the heat she was ignoring to be a side-effect of getting her powers back is now becoming pain. Her face contorts and she starts to let out grunts, then yelps of pain. The five minutes are up and her clock is ticking VERY quickly. ]
Something's wrong!!
[ She drops her bracelet, which clatters to the floor and shows nothing but. She yells out, doubling over. Her feet are visible, and she's stumbling, and then all at once she goes completely silent and her body, complete with blood oozing from her mouth and pooling onto the floor from her lifeless face, thuds loudly to the floor, limp. Dead. Her eyes are open but unseeing, blankly staring into the bracelet's stone. Her hair's a mess, covering parts of her face, falling into the blood (which just keeps on pooling for a minute before it finally stops when those nerve impulses are done and she's dry) and soaking it up. ]
{{ OOC; Housemates who saw this and know her/her room number are welcome to barge in, she generally leaves her suite unlocked when she's there unless it's nighttime. By the same token, anybody below her who heard the thud or suspect something are welcome to discover her - you're more than welcome to thread amongst yourselves if more than one housemate wants in on it. But um... She won't be replying to anything. 'Cause she... just ... died. Adurr. ALSO housemates are free to like... idk reply via her bracelet for her if they find her??? Go nuts... }}
So I think the gods finally listened to me. I just woke up from this crazy stupid Slayer-style nightmare, and I wake up, and that whole stabbing thing almost looks like it can live without band-aids... And two-plus-two equals fully restored Slayerness. I got my powers ba--
[ At this point she's about four minutes into the five, because she was asleep for the first couple and showing off her sweet healing wound for the next. She stops and puts her shirt down, grabbing her bracelet quickly. She's suddenly frantic, and the heat she was ignoring to be a side-effect of getting her powers back is now becoming pain. Her face contorts and she starts to let out grunts, then yelps of pain. The five minutes are up and her clock is ticking VERY quickly. ]
Something's wrong!!
[ She drops her bracelet, which clatters to the floor and shows nothing but. She yells out, doubling over. Her feet are visible, and she's stumbling, and then all at once she goes completely silent and her body, complete with blood oozing from her mouth and pooling onto the floor from her lifeless face, thuds loudly to the floor, limp. Dead. Her eyes are open but unseeing, blankly staring into the bracelet's stone. Her hair's a mess, covering parts of her face, falling into the blood (which just keeps on pooling for a minute before it finally stops when those nerve impulses are done and she's dry) and soaking it up. ]
{{ OOC; Housemates who saw this and know her/her room number are welcome to barge in, she generally leaves her suite unlocked when she's there unless it's nighttime. By the same token, anybody below her who heard the thud or suspect something are welcome to discover her - you're more than welcome to thread amongst yourselves if more than one housemate wants in on it. But um... She won't be replying to anything. 'Cause she... just ... died. Adurr. ALSO housemates are free to like... idk reply via her bracelet for her if they find her??? Go nuts... }}