Princess Rosella of Daventry (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
primrosella) wrote2011-10-21 04:02 pm
primrosella) wrote2011-10-21 04:02 pm
Entry tags:
- affected,
- augh seriously wtf,
- bad memories,
- curse: gothic manors,
- daventry represent!,
- doing nothing forever and ever,
- doom!tober,
- exploring,
- i'm attacking the darkness!,
- la femme rosella,
- little princess in a terrible mess,
- next time be more careful,
- oblivious rosella is oblivious,
- something wicked this way comes,
- the perils of being rosella,
- too many questions,
- twenty and loving it,
- what is this i don't even,
- zombies = nightmares
Quest 287
[Accidental Voice Post]
[The audio opens, as most posts of the accidental nature do, with some shuffling, some rustling, some gentle flurry of movement--the swishing of skirts, the whisper of wind, the soft thud of footsteps against a well-worn path. Branches snap, leaves crackle; the footsteps abruptly go silent as a voice, startled, cuts through the background noise.]
Is that--
[A few rapid steps swish through the grass; the suspense hangs in the air another moment before the voice speaks again, this time heavy with uncertainty and disbelief.]
But it can't be--!
[Another pause, wavering amidst the wind and the rustling of nature. And then at last, quietly this time, as if the speaker were remarking to herself under her breath--]
I'd know that old house with the ghosts anywhere. The graveyard, the crypt...no, that's it, there's no doubt of it, but why is it--
[She trails off, hesitant, before something occurs to her--and the words take on a new, eerily emphatic tone.]
I wonder if that box is still there...
[The footsteps begin to rustle again, a little quicker this time, and shortly thereafter the audio switches off.]
[OOC: So there actually is a haunted manor in Rosella's canon, in which she meets some ghosts and robs some graves and dodges zombies like a boss. Oh, and it's also where she hid Pandora's Box all those years ago, locked up tight in the crypt. (Good old Whateley Manor, withdrawn from the charming little town of Innsmouth to the world of Daventry.) Obviously, the one she's seeing isn't the exact same one that she visited in Tamir...but of course, Rosella's cursed out of her mind and doesn't know that. :D]
[The audio opens, as most posts of the accidental nature do, with some shuffling, some rustling, some gentle flurry of movement--the swishing of skirts, the whisper of wind, the soft thud of footsteps against a well-worn path. Branches snap, leaves crackle; the footsteps abruptly go silent as a voice, startled, cuts through the background noise.]
Is that--
[A few rapid steps swish through the grass; the suspense hangs in the air another moment before the voice speaks again, this time heavy with uncertainty and disbelief.]
But it can't be--!
[Another pause, wavering amidst the wind and the rustling of nature. And then at last, quietly this time, as if the speaker were remarking to herself under her breath--]
I'd know that old house with the ghosts anywhere. The graveyard, the crypt...no, that's it, there's no doubt of it, but why is it--
[She trails off, hesitant, before something occurs to her--and the words take on a new, eerily emphatic tone.]
I wonder if that box is still there...
[The footsteps begin to rustle again, a little quicker this time, and shortly thereafter the audio switches off.]
[OOC: So there actually is a haunted manor in Rosella's canon, in which she meets some ghosts and robs some graves and dodges zombies like a boss. Oh, and it's also where she hid Pandora's Box all those years ago, locked up tight in the crypt. (Good old Whateley Manor, withdrawn from the charming little town of Innsmouth to the world of Daventry.) Obviously, the one she's seeing isn't the exact same one that she visited in Tamir...but of course, Rosella's cursed out of her mind and doesn't know that. :D]
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[A pause.]
...No, that's not it, I put that under the door, didn't I?
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