fourteen: (reach → looking up into the sky)
[XIV] Xion ([personal profile] fourteen) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2010-10-28 02:48 am

FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE, MY FELLOW LUCETIANS

Who: EVERYONE
What: TRAUMA!
When: ALL THE TIME
Where: ANYWHERE
Summary: HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE TRAUMA. FREE FOR ALL IN THE SCARRING EXPERIENCES DEPARTMENT.
Rating: Gosh. I'm not sure. However, I suggest you hide your little'uns.

Basically, the purpose of this log is TRAUMA SPAM. If you didn't want to spam your flist with extra posts, or you wanted to post with more than one character -- or more than one character more than once! -- here is your place to be.

This will be a commentspam style log where you can thread start with your character hallucinating things. Whatever you wish it to be! It can even just be a more general thread start where they're not hallucinating anything -- yet. And each thread can get treated like a post, where that character's CR can react to the trauma going down!

If you still wish to actually post in your character's journal, you're of course totally allowed to do so. This is just here for funtiems and convenience for everyone who wanted a greater chance to post during this event! Feel free to use it anytime over the next few days, through Halloween, to do "posts" and threads with your characters.

Have at, guys!

Re: [ In the forest on the border of town ]

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-28 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[blink. bliiiink. Oh dear gods, no he does not look like Vash. Eeeesh. At least Ginko is recognizable (http://pics.livejournal.com/one_green_eye/pic/0005ww2a/g30) in his clothes; traditional, even.]

I'm ....alright.

[he sits up all the way, staring a little. Then he winces and touches his neck, irritably, tying to concentrate enough to heal.]

I guess there really is something out there.

goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (Down but not out)

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-28 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
You were attacked? [Vash will look around to see if the attack might still be around. Blinking often to make what could be attackers go away.]

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-28 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[was he? Ginko closes his eye and tries to remember.

Shit, but that's a familiar unwelcome feeling. He doesn't recall anything but a sense of oppressive fear. Darkness.]


-- I don't know.
goldenglasses: (What-a-what?)

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-28 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe we should move... just in case. [Vash looks back at you.] Can you move?

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-28 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. [and if Vash didn't know before, it's clear in the way he has to struggle a little, gripping and shifting his left arm with his right-- that the left is completely useless]

I can move alright. [then he looks Vash in the eye, past the ghoulish makeup] What are you doing out here?-- are you alright?
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (But why?)

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-28 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[He didn't know before, which might make this next question a bit awkward as he offers a hand to help.] Is your arm alright?

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-28 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Ahh... [he'll take the hand up, as he gets to his feet.] ...thanks.

It's not damaged. It's been that way, since I came back.
goldenglasses: (Why'd I have to get the hicky there?)

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-28 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh... I'm sorry.

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-28 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[he just shrugs] I've gotten used to it, really.

[Sort of. He ignores that tributary and repeats the question.] Are you alright? ....aside from the get-up?
goldenglasses: (You really think so?)

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-28 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Me? Yeah, perfectly fine. I just thought I'd watch the sun come up, good thing too I guess!

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-28 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[pointedly, looking up] Too bad there's no sun.

But I appreciate it. [he rolls a shoulder, irritable at the soreness]
goldenglasses: (I hate it when the donut is a lie)

1/2

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-28 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
I was kinda hoping it'd clear up.

...sure you're alright? I have a first aid kit in-
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (Vash thinks you're dumb)

2/2

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-28 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
-in my coat. [God, he misses his coat right now.]

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-28 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[faint grin]

Yeah, I know the feeling.

Don't worry about it. I can take care of most of these. [he looks himself over, shifting his hand to his neck again]
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (The glasses are ON now bitch!)

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-28 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay, that's twice now.] Is your neck alright?

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-29 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[slightly sheepish << ] I think I just missed a place. [he looks at his arm, skeptically] Maybe I shouldn't even try to guess what that was.
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (Down but not out)

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-29 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
Should I take a look at it?

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-29 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[he shifts a little, so the mark is visible under the silk fold]

I don't think it's that dee---

[and then he just stares at Vash, green eye widening]
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (Serious eyes are serious)

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-29 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Vash has seen that look enough by now.] What do you see?

1/2

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-29 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Nnn. [the eye is tightly closed, in response]

[identity profile] one-green-eye.livejournal.com 2010-10-29 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[his eye opens. And he shakes his head with a heavy exhale]
...nothing real.
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (I can TOO be emo!)

[personal profile] goldenglasses 2010-10-29 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah... nothing real. [God he's getting tired of saying that.]