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thenearshore2017-06-18 05:11 pm
priforprince) wrote in thenearshore2017-06-18 05:11 pm
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Open ♔ My pri may be pri, but it’s the pri in “prince”, pri!
Who: Hibiki and you, pri
When: July 27, pri
Where: Harajuku, pri
What: An unusual ayakashi is preying upon Japan’s cutest citizens, pri.
Warnings: Pri-ating the dead horse that is Hibiki's phobia, pri. (Live horse also included. Pri.)
[ In an area of town as style-conscious as Harajuku, various fads come and go. The latest craze, however, seems to be completely involuntary: anyone visiting these two particular blocks of the area will find themselves compelled to add a cutesy suffix or “sentence ender” to the ends of whatever they say. What’s worse, the effect doesn’t seem to wear off for quite some time after leaving, and the longer people use their sentence enders, the fonder they grow of them.
This is causing no end of additional discord to erupt as friends and loved ones slowly cannot stand being around their affected acquaintances anymore.
Particularly adept or powerful gods and shinki may notice an ayakashi-like smoke issuing from people’s mouths as they use their sentence enders. The source is somewhere in town, hiding out. Lurking. Enjoying inflicting itself upon its unsuspecting victims, and growing stronger from ingesting said smoke. Why, it's even affecting any gods and shinki who wander into its territory...
Into this mess, preoccupied by dreams of revolution, rides one Shikyoin Hibiki on a literal white horse. (Don’t ask.) If she’s going to attract PriPara to the Near Shore, she imagines it’ll be touching down where Parajuku should be, as it’s the closest PriPara location to her shrine. Best scope out the area to be sure there’s nothing of use there right now….
But what is this chill in the midsummer air, and this deep-rooted sense of terror-stricken foreboding? ]
When: July 27, pri
Where: Harajuku, pri
What: An unusual ayakashi is preying upon Japan’s cutest citizens, pri.
Warnings: Pri-ating the dead horse that is Hibiki's phobia, pri. (Live horse also included. Pri.)
[ In an area of town as style-conscious as Harajuku, various fads come and go. The latest craze, however, seems to be completely involuntary: anyone visiting these two particular blocks of the area will find themselves compelled to add a cutesy suffix or “sentence ender” to the ends of whatever they say. What’s worse, the effect doesn’t seem to wear off for quite some time after leaving, and the longer people use their sentence enders, the fonder they grow of them.
This is causing no end of additional discord to erupt as friends and loved ones slowly cannot stand being around their affected acquaintances anymore.
Particularly adept or powerful gods and shinki may notice an ayakashi-like smoke issuing from people’s mouths as they use their sentence enders. The source is somewhere in town, hiding out. Lurking. Enjoying inflicting itself upon its unsuspecting victims, and growing stronger from ingesting said smoke. Why, it's even affecting any gods and shinki who wander into its territory...
Into this mess, preoccupied by dreams of revolution, rides one Shikyoin Hibiki on a literal white horse. (Don’t ask.) If she’s going to attract PriPara to the Near Shore, she imagines it’ll be touching down where Parajuku should be, as it’s the closest PriPara location to her shrine. Best scope out the area to be sure there’s nothing of use there right now….
But what is this chill in the midsummer air, and this deep-rooted sense of terror-stricken foreboding? ]
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[ Hibiki frowns. That sounds ominous. In fact....
She's starting to feel a chill. But surely, it's nothing. Nothing Shikyoin Hibiki can't handle. ]
What do you mean?
[ Behind them, a pair of pedestrians spot each other in the crowd and head towards each other, waving... ]
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So, he does. ]
Look - There! Do you see it? [ The smoke that's coming out of their mouths as they seak... ]
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[ What are they saying? Is that something is possessing the--
Hibiki moves closer.
"...go get ice cream afterwards, bya~!" ]
Hrr!
[ Hibiki, startled, grabs at her head. ]
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Hey - you alright? What's wrong?
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[ It's not just that person, is it. Suffixes of all shapes and sizes pour into Hibiki's vulnerable ears, bouncing around in her head like the world's corniest game of racquetball. She hunches over the horse, now also feeling sick to her stomach. Her skin has grown ashen. ]
S-sent...
[ Oh, for the love of herself, they're everywhere. Hibiki breaks into a cold sweat, shivering. They're everywhere. They're everywhere.
At this rate...if she's bathed any further in this noise....she won't be able to endure. ]
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[ Sorey reaches for her then, offering to take her hand. Something was wrong...! She didn't look alright. ]
Come on. Let's get out of here.
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Pressure is building in Hibiki's head. In her head, and...in her throat. Threatening to spill free. ]
P....
[ No. Anything but this. ]
Pr....
[ She turns away from him, twitching, curling up on the back of the horse. ]
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Pr--?
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[ Yeah, freaking out now. ]
ABSOLUTELY, ABSOLUTELY DON'T SAY IT, PRI!!!!
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That?
[ He heard the word pri, but what's the harm in saying it?? ]
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Nngh!
[ The reins slap the horse's neck. The stirrups hit its sides. Hibiki is going to try to get out of here.
Whether Sorey is still holding on or not. ]