12 February 2012 @ 03:53 pm
Well.

I suppose if I am to be completely honest, I will have to add being thrust into the mythological city of the Norse gods to my list of "circumstances I will admit to previously considering impossible in nature".

This list seems to be growing rather long. I might need to add another page to my collection.

I do request that our gracious hosts forgive my lack of the proper distress and surprise. One can only find herself in dire circumstances so many times before the trauma of it all begins to grow a bit dull.

For the sake of time constraints, I propose that we all skip the uncomfortable area of initial introductions where you attempt to soothe the worries of a distressed young girl ripped so brutally from every familiar comfort she's ever known. Allow me to begin.

Lalonde. Rose Lalonde, if you will forgive my momentary indulgence in cliché introductions. Our ever-benevolent gods saw it fit to place me in the illustrious house of Odin.

Your move, citizens of the holy city. Your name and any sort of information not covered in the singular letter of welcome I received would be more than beneficial in my regrettable fresh and green-horned state.



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18 January 2012 @ 08:00 am
Alright--this has been bothering me for a while now.

I don't know what the hell kind of messed-up worlds most of you come from--an' I don't really care either--but in what kind of fucked up world is it normal where everyone and their haggy old mom is a freak of nature???

All you people with your rainbow hair and your eyes-on-acid or whatever the fuck you've done to them! You are all freaks. What the hell is wrong with all of you? I mean I'm a fuckin' freak and I still think you guys are freaks! That pretty much makes you all like...three times as fucked up. And you all act like it's normal--! Even when you're wearing a freakin' garden party bonanza for hair or look like you had someone shoot paint into your eyes.

Let me just tell you now: hair the color of the fucking rainbow an' all it's inbred cousins isn't normal.

But does anyone think it's weird?? Nope! You all just show up from J-pan with name likes "Mantaro Yuckimushi" or whatever the fuck they are. "Impossible-to-pronounce-ibamumamu". Anyway, you show up and act like all the freaks with hair and eyes as fucked up as yours are totally normal. Which means you're brain damaged or your world is just as fucked up as you are.

Where I come from? Only old people have white hair. Magical...sparkling, whatever-the-fuck eyes only come on the things that look like people, but who actually just eat other people. Like demons or vampires or...I don't know. Mutant frogs.

So congrats! You guys must have won the fuckin' freak show lottery or something because now you get to live in a city full of people just as messed-up as yourselves! Because when even the non-humans think you guys are freaks, something has gone seriously wrong. And humans were pretty fucking weird to begin with.


...Actually yeah, I guess if you already ain't human then it's a different story. Like if you're one of those Termites or a fairy or goose or whatever...well you're already abnormal so this shit doesn't really matter.


[ ooc; KAZ IS THE WORST AT MULTICULTURALISM I'M SORRY sjkdfgdsjkgsjk i love all animu characters no matter what acid trip their eyes and hair are on I promise ;; also termite = MSPA TROLLS sob ]
 
 
16 January 2012 @ 07:47 pm
[Silence is all you hear at first. Just a quiet void, nothing making a sound. Then, something rings out, but not a voice, as most posts go.

It's the unmistakable roar of a dragon.

But that's quieted soon by a hush- another voice nearby.]


I know, I know- it isn't home. Shhhhhhhhh.

[A snort, and then it goes quiet again. Until this message pops up:]

1F 4SG4RD 1S 1N N33D OF MY S3RV1C3S, TH3N 1 W1LL 41D TH3M. 1T 1S ONLY R1GHT, 4S 4 L3G1SL4C3R4TOR DO3S NOT TURN DOWN 4 CH4NC3 TO DO JUST1C3 OR H3LP OTH3RS 1N N33D.