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opening_act) wrote2020-07-26 12:04 pm
Return to Tokyo-D
[ You step through the portal into a place where black coats your vision— a solid, glossy coating of darkness that blocks out all light. For a moment, it is as though you've been been blindfolded, and all light is lost from your reach.
The light does not return.
But colors, in impossible neon hues hew through the dark and spangle newly across your vision. The city is drenched in kaleidoscopic light, the skyscrapers spiral to the heavens. At street level, it is Tokyo. Above that, stars move out of their orbits in dizzying motions. Other forms crowd the street with you— shiloettes of people drained of all their colors like it's bled into the city instead move about, not quite tangible but still giving off body heat. Monochrome figures also move through the crowd, a few demons, and
One demon that maybe some of you will recognize? Or not?
There's a girl with big puffy pigtails in full color with a bag full of groceries slung across her shoulder, heading somewhere. ]
The light does not return.
But colors, in impossible neon hues hew through the dark and spangle newly across your vision. The city is drenched in kaleidoscopic light, the skyscrapers spiral to the heavens. At street level, it is Tokyo. Above that, stars move out of their orbits in dizzying motions. Other forms crowd the street with you— shiloettes of people drained of all their colors like it's bled into the city instead move about, not quite tangible but still giving off body heat. Monochrome figures also move through the crowd, a few demons, and
One demon that maybe some of you will recognize? Or not?
There's a girl with big puffy pigtails in full color with a bag full of groceries slung across her shoulder, heading somewhere. ]

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[ follow her into this dead-end alleyway, deserted of people ]
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so following, of course]
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and then they're in her office, anti-climatically. Or rather, an office that contains her desk, amongst other people's desks. She hasn't done her paperwork in an age, but it looks like she's not the only one. ]
I like magic tricks more than I like security.
[ she stage-whispers to him. ]
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Oh, in that case, I do know some sleight of hand, myself.
[and then he's pretending to pull a cute, pink bandaid out from behind her ear]
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Bravo!
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Though it does have me wondering what you're expecting from me, if you're used to others doing work of that nature for you.
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... or I guess uh. would "devil" apply here?
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Though, if you have suggestions for a poor lost soul like me to encourage him to consider the heavenly option... I'd appreciate that. And also some time looking around? Being sent back so quickly isn't so welcoming, after all.
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