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museboxingring2016-01-23 09:39 pm
standingonmyneck) wrote in museboxingring2016-01-23 09:39 pm
DARIA OPEN POST 2016
1. Post a dude.
2. Can be from a game (Empirica or Withstand) verse.
3. PSLs all welcome here.
4. We can plot out all of the basics on Plurk! But this is the free for all open post, let's have fun! It's a Sick, Sad World. Let's enjoy it.
Prompt Ideas:
Insomnia
ROAAAAAAAAAAAD TRIP!
We're best friends, let's do friends stuff.
Is this some computer geek's idea of a good time?
Enter a home.
General nonsense.
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[She could only answer a seemingly genuine question with a genuine answer. As uncertain as it was, it was really knocking Daria back a bunch of pegs.
She felt kind of awful, but he wasn't forcing anything.
Any allies, especially here, she had to be choosy. She didn't want to get hurt, and that risk was around every corner. Almost literally. Which really begged the question why she was out, wasn't it. She either didn't want to talk to people and felt like she could be mostly alone out here when supposedly any normal person was asleep. Or she was...secretly hoping to bump into someone to help her out. Maybe just a little bit.
There had to be someone out here she could believe wouldn't kill her...right?
Daria bit her lip.]
I already feel like a hypocrite for being out in the first place.
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[Joseph keeps it casual, but he gives Daria a glance.]
Why's that?
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You might've noticed this but I'm not a people person. At all. I avoid people, purposefully. I'm fine with that lifestyle. It worked for me.
So my brain goes to a certain place when I'm upset, stay in my room and wait for anything to blow over before I even seek help.
But here it's a different story. That's not what I'm doing.
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[Joseph seemed to get it. Piece by piece, then. Piece by piece...]
So yeah, I'm not quite in my element anymore. People I was around are still home. My old life as I knew it no longer exists. Now I'm made to live here.
I don't trust anyone.
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[Ah. Finger properly back in place, Joseph flexes his hand a few times before he sets it down and gives Daria his full attention. Not that he wasn't listening before -- now it just looked like it.]
It's not easy, being in a place like this against your will. [He starts gathering all his tiny tools, sorting them through a small box nearby.] ... Hmh. Did I ever tell you about the time I had poison in my heart?
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[Meaning that time wasn't so graceful for Daria to even think about wedging in and getting to know someone.
But, again, she got this far and Joseph was...kinda helping her so far. Still yet, how much excitement does a man have to go through.
She was rather curious, and seemed to pay him fullest attention.]
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[...
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For the record, he says this all with a straight face.
If you wanted some comic relief, here u go.]
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Can she refute anything he was saying? No, she had no right. This wasn't her place to question whether he was telling the truth or not. He'd have to have a good reason to lie to her about it, and if he were, then she would have probably picked up a sign or two by now. Nothing yet, and Joseph would be the biggest dick in the world if he were lying to her.
Then again, Joseph was smart too, and wouldn't make a lie so transparent.
Daria had been kidnapped on a base and now had super powers, no one would believe her. She truly wasn't sure if she could judge yet, hrm.
Might as well hear it out, see where it went.]
Nazis, huh? Well now, your feelings on the Japanese makes a lot more sense.
[Her face was completely blank, what was she feeling?]
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Different story. [You sure are casual about this, Joseph.] Anyway. They were doing these sort of... experiments, trying to revive ancient vampires embedded in stone. I didn't have a Stand back then, but vampires were a pretty... common problem with us Joestars, I suppose. Anyway, after I rescued my uncle, I met them. We fought, and I managed to talk my way out of being killed, but... well. I got a "parting" gift out of it.
[He taps his chest and his neck.]
Two poison "wedding" rings in my heart and my neck.
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About two million questions were surely swirling in her mind, and she still continued to look at Joseph seriously. Attentively.
When on any normal day, she would've gotten up and walked away. Feel insulted and humiliated for having someone spew such a story when she was having a hard time confiding with someone. But this wasn't a normal day, wasn't it? She got abducted by aliens and is living here now. This man had his Stand since BEFORE coming here?
Was this the life of a normal Stand user?]
Obviously this ended happily enough to have two divorces.
[She was paying full total attention.]
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You'd think so! What did I look like to them, a polygamist?!
[50 YEARS LATER AND HE'S STILL BUTTHURT. He huffs to himself and shakes his head.]
Anyway, point being... it's not the same as what you're going through, but it felt like I was thrown into an entirely different world. I had a month to challenge them, or the rings would dissolve in my body and I would die.
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Maybe she did have a ring or two inside of her and she didn't know it? Maybe she was already moments away from death in other ways?
What did this all mean then? Obviously, this didn't mean he was belittling her experience. That didn't seem like the mood here. But there was still that feeling of loneliness, and fear.
She looked like she was buried in thought, maybe a bit troubled.]
You lived. You get to tell the tale.
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[Joseph tilts his head, his expression suddenly spreading into a wry grin.]
Hate to break it to you, child, but just you wait. Give it time and you'll be old and wrinkled and telling your own crazy survival stories to the next couple generations.
[Translation: You're going to be just fine.]
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[She...smiled a little though. That was a really sweet thing to say. Daria was going to have to survive. She had to and she wasn't going to let people feel like they needed to PROTECT.
Maybe you'll grow sappy, Daria..]
You can survive two forced marriages and divorces, I can survive a mass abduction I guess.
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I have to say, I'm a little jealous. I've had some pretty bizarre adventures [HAH] but I can't say I've ever been on the moon before. You're going to have to one-up me on that one.
Plus... well. It never hurts to have other people help you get through it. And if anyone... I'll be here for you, alright?
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A snort could be heard and the smile was a little more noticable.]
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There you go.