Seta Souji ▫ 瀬多総司 (
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entranceway2015-08-07 08:31 pm
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[It's pretty early on the second day of the event--it's only just turning light outside--when Souji turns his camera on an interesting device he's made from stuff he's found around the area.]
I had to make one of these for a project in middle school. [He turns the camera around to point at himself.] I thought it might be handy if we manage to draw a crowd.
[Next, he turns the camera on a pile of junk--but heavy and sharp looking junk--that he's gathered. Based on his other zombie-event experiences, this stuff should work well enough.]
I'm going to need a hand to try it out, if anyone has some time.
I had to make one of these for a project in middle school. [He turns the camera around to point at himself.] I thought it might be handy if we manage to draw a crowd.
[Next, he turns the camera on a pile of junk--but heavy and sharp looking junk--that he's gathered. Based on his other zombie-event experiences, this stuff should work well enough.]
I'm going to need a hand to try it out, if anyone has some time.
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Or rather, Souji nods.]
I have to test it a few times to see how far it can throw stuff. You can definitely help.
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[Transform into someone big enough to carry it all? That's... not an option right now.]
...Ugh, yeah, I guess so.
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[He can sympathize somewhat.]
Where do you have it? I'll come over.
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I've got the stuff behind the supply building.
[When Souji comes to find her, she'll be half-buried in a huge pile of trash, assorted dangerous-looking stuff, the kind of stuff you shouldn't be half-buried in. She turns to greet him when she hears him approach, but then freezes and sucks air in through her teeth.]
Ow. Ow. I think I stepped on a nail. Holy wow that hurts. Okay.
[She plunges her hand into the garbage pile and tugs an old wooden board with nails through it off of her shoe and tosses it over her shoulder.]
...Hi. Everything's fine.
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[Because that can't even be true. At all. He comes closer, moving some debris out of his way.]
Maybe you should come out of there.
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[She climbs out and wiggles the injured foot, enjoying the sticky feeling of grossness.]
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[And maybe give her a tetanus shot.]