and you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
[her first thought upon consciousness is oh, the sky has never looked so big before. but then again, when's the last time she had a moment to look up at the sky and not see death hanging above them, looming, a beast without teeth? so much has happened Elena hasn't thought about it.
There was a battle she doesn't recall around her-- oh, she remembers her own battle: what will scar deep and what will heal but leave an edge within her like roots in the earth. (always) laughing, cruel green eyes, a mad scramble to catch a not so mad king before he falls, humpty dumpty style. but that is not this, and when she finds her phone has no service she begins to grow worried.
when she sees the great city in the distance, and That canon cheerfully pointed where it isn't supposed to be-- she feels a deep sense of dread. if she happens to find you along her long, long trek, she'll ask you:]
Hey...am I crazy or is this not..right? [the second is:] Do you have anything to eat?
and you may tell yourself 'this is not my beautiful house'
[the first thing she does is go home to Midgar. or try to, for nothing is the way it's supposed to be and the place where her apartment is supposed to stand is something else and-- it's just very screwy. it's screwy. so instead of kicking at the door of the place her place is supposed to be at (okay so she kicks it like, three times, so what), she settles with a heavy heart and a broken high heel to ruminate.
when you pass her by she won't pop up all perky tailed and bright eyed, but she'll sigh loudly. do you ignore it, or do you approach this dejected little thing?]
same as it ever was
[I just wanted to add that one, this is a choose your own adventure! if you want to plot you can pm me here, otherwise just throw something at her if you'd like]
Elena
[her first thought upon consciousness is oh, the sky has never looked so big before. but then again, when's the last time she had a moment to look up at the sky and not see death hanging above them, looming, a beast without teeth? so much has happened Elena hasn't thought about it.
There was a battle she doesn't recall around her-- oh, she remembers her own battle: what will scar deep and what will heal but leave an edge within her like roots in the earth. (always) laughing, cruel green eyes, a mad scramble to catch a not so mad king before he falls, humpty dumpty style. but that is not this, and when she finds her phone has no service she begins to grow worried.
when she sees the great city in the distance, and That canon cheerfully pointed where it isn't supposed to be-- she feels a deep sense of dread. if she happens to find you along her long, long trek, she'll ask you:]
Hey...am I crazy or is this not..right? [the second is:] Do you have anything to eat?
and you may tell yourself 'this is not my beautiful house'
[the first thing she does is go home to Midgar. or try to, for nothing is the way it's supposed to be and the place where her apartment is supposed to stand is something else and-- it's just very screwy. it's screwy. so instead of kicking at the door of the place her place is supposed to be at (okay so she kicks it like, three times, so what), she settles with a heavy heart and a broken high heel to ruminate.
when you pass her by she won't pop up all perky tailed and bright eyed, but she'll sigh loudly. do you ignore it, or do you approach this dejected little thing?]
same as it ever was
[I just wanted to add that one, this is a choose your own adventure! if you want to plot you can pm me here, otherwise just throw something at her if you'd like]