Hagiwara Yukiho (
everydayimshovelin) wrote in
tvk2012-03-28 11:40 pm
Entry tags:
track 001 ❅ can you heat it up ❅ video; action;
[ Good evening, Prospero. Do you know where your idols are?
It's the Dark Hour, as evident from the feed blipping on, revealing the sky in its eerie colors, only accented by the darkened buildings, upright coffins and absolute stillness in the background. Only the feed is on its side. And bobbing up and down. ]
Uuuu, everything is so scary right now...
[ Suddenly, fingers. Brown hair. Brown eyes. A young woman appears in front of the feed, tapping the screen. ]
How do you use these American phones?--Ah! Hello! [ Seemingly aware that she's broadcasting now... ] Yukiho Hagiwara here, and, umm, does anyone know what happened? It became midnight, and everything everywhere just froze!
[ A sudden crash of noise nearby causes her to cry out in fright, tossing the phone into the air as the feed spins dizzily for a few moments. ]
What was that?!
[ The feed is flicked in the direction from the sound, revealing--lo and behold--a shadow. The black, floating, fuzzy kind, probably iridescent with some odd pink/purple light and little beady yellow eyes. It's in a lit alley, and in its general maya stupor it apparently knocked over a trash can. ]
Eh? Is that... a balloon?... With... eyes?
[ The shadow's doing its own thing, oblivious to the quietly approaching girl apparently. ]
It's...
...
Cute?
[ On cue the floating shadow snaps attention onto the video broadcaster, does its routine angry flailing of the limbs and speeds at the feed. ]
[ The feed gets jumbled again, bobbing up and down, bouncing side to side, catching a glimpse of the fear-stricken girl with a menacing level one balloon-type gutter-trash run-of-the-mill shadow in hot pursuit, and probably not looking for an autograph.
The feed cuts out. ]
It's the Dark Hour, as evident from the feed blipping on, revealing the sky in its eerie colors, only accented by the darkened buildings, upright coffins and absolute stillness in the background. Only the feed is on its side. And bobbing up and down. ]
Uuuu, everything is so scary right now...
[ Suddenly, fingers. Brown hair. Brown eyes. A young woman appears in front of the feed, tapping the screen. ]
How do you use these American phones?--Ah! Hello! [ Seemingly aware that she's broadcasting now... ] Yukiho Hagiwara here, and, umm, does anyone know what happened? It became midnight, and everything everywhere just froze!
[ A sudden crash of noise nearby causes her to cry out in fright, tossing the phone into the air as the feed spins dizzily for a few moments. ]
What was that?!
[ The feed is flicked in the direction from the sound, revealing--lo and behold--a shadow. The black, floating, fuzzy kind, probably iridescent with some odd pink/purple light and little beady yellow eyes. It's in a lit alley, and in its general maya stupor it apparently knocked over a trash can. ]
Eh? Is that... a balloon?... With... eyes?
[ The shadow's doing its own thing, oblivious to the quietly approaching girl apparently. ]
It's...
...
Cute?
[ On cue the floating shadow snaps attention onto the video broadcaster, does its routine angry flailing of the limbs and speeds at the feed. ]
[ The feed gets jumbled again, bobbing up and down, bouncing side to side, catching a glimpse of the fear-stricken girl with a menacing level one balloon-type gutter-trash run-of-the-mill shadow in hot pursuit, and probably not looking for an autograph.
The feed cuts out. ]

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