RE: Lucidstuck: ASTRAL INHERITORS AU fanadventure (1)
06-11-2020, 03:20 AM
>can't you braid your hair in your own room? you do have a mirror
The young lady avoids braiding her hair in her room, as it requires large amounts of brushing- which leads to glossy over-long head spaghetti getting everywhere. It's easier to pick up after herself in the bathroom, where there's tiles.
>consider getting a digital clock, they don't make any noise
The indolent damsel has considered this, but she wouldn't want the judgemental numbers to interrupt her sleep. Besides, it's not like she's got a schedule to keep up with, and she wouldn't put it past her mother to mess with the alarm to rouse her at a more 'appropriate' hour.
>recall, what date is it today?
The young lady tries to recall, but to be honest it's been a haze of days blurring together since she finished high school... And that was a while ago.
Today's Wednesday, probably? She knows it's the end of May, as the nights keep getting warmer.
>Grab a marker if you intend on doodling on her face.
Her sibling's fate hinges upon how contrite she is... or if the young lady is feeling particularly impish.
>Ponder your dearest mother.
The young lady would rather not. She and her mother are too different in their ideas and personalities. They just can't see eye to eye. Their priorities never align, conversations unavoidably turn into arguments and compromises are never reached.
She doesn’t doubt her mother loves her, but she thinks she's deeply disappointed in her.
>Light up the smallest lamp on the desk
The young lady reaches for the lamp's switch.
==>
...Why does it feel like the room got darker?
>Grab those scissors on the table, even if for psychological placebo
The young lady pockets the small scissors. Something about this darkness unsettles her.
>don't lug around the dark hallway for longer than you need to, head to the bathroom and take care of your business
The young lady swiftly pads her way to the bathroom, but the door won't budge. Someone must be in it already.
==>
The young lady knocks softly.
==>
Nothing but eerie silence... And the rhythmic sound of droplets hitting the floor.
==>
The young lady shivers. Something is not right.
The young lady avoids braiding her hair in her room, as it requires large amounts of brushing- which leads to glossy over-long head spaghetti getting everywhere. It's easier to pick up after herself in the bathroom, where there's tiles.
>consider getting a digital clock, they don't make any noise
The indolent damsel has considered this, but she wouldn't want the judgemental numbers to interrupt her sleep. Besides, it's not like she's got a schedule to keep up with, and she wouldn't put it past her mother to mess with the alarm to rouse her at a more 'appropriate' hour.
>recall, what date is it today?
The young lady tries to recall, but to be honest it's been a haze of days blurring together since she finished high school... And that was a while ago.
Today's Wednesday, probably? She knows it's the end of May, as the nights keep getting warmer.
>Grab a marker if you intend on doodling on her face.
Her sibling's fate hinges upon how contrite she is... or if the young lady is feeling particularly impish.
>Ponder your dearest mother.
The young lady would rather not. She and her mother are too different in their ideas and personalities. They just can't see eye to eye. Their priorities never align, conversations unavoidably turn into arguments and compromises are never reached.
She doesn’t doubt her mother loves her, but she thinks she's deeply disappointed in her.
>Light up the smallest lamp on the desk
The young lady reaches for the lamp's switch.
==>
...Why does it feel like the room got darker?
>Grab those scissors on the table, even if for psychological placebo
The young lady pockets the small scissors. Something about this darkness unsettles her.
>don't lug around the dark hallway for longer than you need to, head to the bathroom and take care of your business
The young lady swiftly pads her way to the bathroom, but the door won't budge. Someone must be in it already.
==>
The young lady knocks softly.
==>
Nothing but eerie silence... And the rhythmic sound of droplets hitting the floor.
==>
The young lady shivers. Something is not right.
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Or go check LS's very own first fanadventure!
You can also see exclusive pics at my Patreon (including stuff for the next fanaventure, also LS based!) or tip me at my Ko-fi~!