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The Indigo League ([personal profile] indigo_league) wrote in [community profile] victory_road2020-11-13 01:57 pm

Friday the thirteenth doesn't usually get this whacky

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: NOVEMBER 13TH TO 15TH
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
Log:






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[personal profile] uber_marionettist 2020-11-21 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
No sooner has Doppio turned around then the air in front of him shimmers and splits open, revealing a blinding, glimmering green (....is that green?) something at the other end of reality, and the "horse" is just... there again.

It 'speaks' with a a 'voice' that is simultaneously heard and understood in Doppio's native Italian... and not heard at all but seen: the impression of the written word, very much not in Italian.

It goes something like this:

How can you hope to outrun me



epitaffio: (oh nooo)

[personal profile] epitaffio 2020-11-22 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
What the fuck? What the fuck?!

Doppio shrieks and glances behind him and understands there is nowhere to run because he literally just tried that and look what happened. He looks like he's on the verge of tears. He sounds like it, too, when he pleads:

"Leave me alone! I don't know what you want from me, but please let me go!"

It doesn't sound like a warning - and, truthfully, Doppio doesn't intend for it to be - but it might become one soon. Something about the sound of this creature's voice, its garish loudness, its flashing bellow... It makes his head pound.