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ѕarιѕѕa "noт тoday, ѕaтan" тнeron ([personal profile] magnitudes) wrote in [community profile] etcelsior 2016-12-21 11:56 am (UTC)

WILDCARD BRO MY BRO

( Sarissa has fallen into a dumpster.

This, actually, could be used to describe her life rather more metaphorically, but right now it's entirely literal. She's pretty sure she's going to be smelling of the memory of Chinese take out that once was for hours, or until she can boil the dumpster fragrance off in the shower. She makes a sound of Great Anguish, which doesn't sound that different to the sound a teenager makes when they're being told it's time to get up for school. Her hand slips in something as she tries to push herself up, and the only thing worse than falling into a dumpster? Is falling further into the dumpster. And also the fact that she technically jumped into a dumpster, but at least she didn't jump into a dumpster of recycling, or something. That might be worse.

The second time she surfaces, she holds up the cat victoriously, and leans over the side of the dumpster. Oh, sure, that building behind her is on fire, but she save the cat.)


Mate. ( Yes, random stranger, she means you. She sound breathless, and yet? Still aggressively Australian. ) We should probably get goin'. Odds are there's gonna be a fuck-off huge as explosion soon, hey.

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