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paradisalost2011-02-09 02:13 am
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✘eighteenth
[ Okay! Day one and two were a pain but manageable, but when she woke up the following morning she was in for a serious shock. She had made a move to push her sheets off of her when she realized she couldn't form a hand, so she sat pooled under the comforter of her bed for a good hour and a half with the hope that she would eventually be able to pull herself together.
It never happened. After essentially crawling to the edge of the bed so she can trickle her way down to the floor, she makes a beeline for the door. OH MY GOD, I CAN'T SEE. First she enters the bathroom, then a closet and finally she finds the right door and out she goes. Please don't step on her, fellow residents! Or poke her with a stick. The elevator is out of the question, so she seeps under the door leading to the stairs.
.. and fourteen flights later! she's inching through the lobby without her journal, it's not like she could bring it with her. here's to hoping nobody thinks she's The Blob from that really cheesy horror flick. okay, lobby time! someone she knows has to pass through eventually, so she slithers across the floor so she can take refuge under a couch. .. gross, dust bunnies. ]
Hello? Hello! Oh god, please let someone hear me.
Hey! If you can hear me, look under this couch! .. and don't freak out. I'm totally freaked out enough for the both of us.
[ooc; Backdated to Tuesday afternoon! Even if you didn't volunteer to tote her around in a bucket or something, feel free to be a brosis and help a mutant out. ]
[ ooc; Still on that mini-hiatus, but I wanted to get this up! I could do separate posts for all the volunteers but that would be spamming the community so much. I ended up getting just shy of ten volunteers so I might make two or three posts and you guys can jump in whenever. Thanks again for the help, guys! /mwah ]
It never happened. After essentially crawling to the edge of the bed so she can trickle her way down to the floor, she makes a beeline for the door. OH MY GOD, I CAN'T SEE. First she enters the bathroom, then a closet and finally she finds the right door and out she goes. Please don't step on her, fellow residents! Or poke her with a stick. The elevator is out of the question, so she seeps under the door leading to the stairs.
.. and fourteen flights later! she's inching through the lobby without her journal, it's not like she could bring it with her. here's to hoping nobody thinks she's The Blob from that really cheesy horror flick. okay, lobby time! someone she knows has to pass through eventually, so she slithers across the floor so she can take refuge under a couch. .. gross, dust bunnies. ]
Hello? Hello! Oh god, please let someone hear me.
Hey! If you can hear me, look under this couch! .. and don't freak out. I'm totally freaked out enough for the both of us.
[ooc; Backdated to Tuesday afternoon! Even if you didn't volunteer to tote her around in a bucket or something, feel free to be a brosis and help a mutant out. ]
[ ooc; Still on that mini-hiatus, but I wanted to get this up! I could do separate posts for all the volunteers but that would be spamming the community so much. I ended up getting just shy of ten volunteers so I might make two or three posts and you guys can jump in whenever. Thanks again for the help, guys! /mwah ]