✯ Sixth Session ✯ [Accidental Written?] Dated to Wednesday Afternoon

[byakkoyagirl]

[During the afternoon, if one is to catch the journal feed they may notice what looks like a black splotch on the feed. If one looks long enough, they will notice that this splotch is growing slowly. Eventually it starts taking on this form:]



[As the splotch grows, the journal camera catches a young woman grumbling, while rubbing her head in frustration. That young woman being Paprika. ...At least it looks like she's grumbling. Because, no matter how much it appears that she's talking, no words come out of her mouth that can be even caught in the slightest by the journal. Meanwhile the inkblot stops as soon as she does. It doesn't seem she has noticed just yet that her journal is open.]

[ooc: Paprika is back from her kidnapping. Her experimentation side-effect is that her words are being translated into the journal as Rorschach Inkblots and none of her speech can be heard. She doesn't realize this and is under the illusion that nothing has happened to her. The blots can be interpreted in whatever way you want your character to see them as. I'll put what she's actually saying in brackets for convenience. Replies will be accompanied by images, so please specify in the subject line if you want it linked as a URL if your computer can't take image loading or if tinypic is blocked for some reason! Also this post is image heavy in the comments.]

Comments

Hit me with the pics

[de_bel_survivor]

Paprika-san?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[When she hears the familiar voice her eyes lazily look at the journal -- oh, it's on? She saunters over to it and replies with a worn out hello.

As she does a new inkblot forms.]

[Voice]

[de_bel_survivor]

[He blinks and stare at the inkblot.]

...Two people and some kind of...statue? Altar?

[ written ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Paprika?

[ written ]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[Paprika looks down the journal and sloppily writes a hello back. As soon as she does the words jumble themselves together and form an inkblot, much to Paprika's surprise.]

[ written ]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

A...butterfly?

PICS BABY [Voice]

[fabrecation]

... Paprika? What's that supposed to be? [It looks like some kind of monster to him.]

[Voice]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[Supposed to be? She frowns and looks down at the journal, noticing the inkblot. Huh. Did the pen leak or something? She says she isn't sure, but thinks its just the pen leaking. As she speaks another one is created manually.]

[Voice]

[fabrecation]

A... cheagle in a suit?

[... Okay, this is kind of strange, so he'll just go ahead and assume.]

Are you okay?

[video]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

...An angry elephant?

[video]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[Paprika tilts her head and looks around the area, expecting to see an elephant. ...Nope, no elephants in the forest. For some reason she feels a little disappointed.

She looks down at the journal confusingly, waiting for the other person to clarify.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sanji totally sees the figure of a woman with three sets of angelic wings spread all over her body!-- And he should probably check on the woman in question]

Paprika-chan? Are you alright?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[When she hears Sanji's voice she grabs the journal and nods with a quick 'thumbs up'. She then says that she just fell on her head. Well, mouths it to Sanji, at least. Once she finishes another inkblot appears.]

[Voice]

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

[Derek knows what that is. Lord knows, he's had to take enough of those tests in his life to monitor his well being.]

...You okay?

[Meanwhile, his brain is analyzing the blotch out of habit. Two-headed angel in a trench coat, four eyed goat (or is is a coyote?) with a Mikey Mouse nose, a funky moth...space crab...

Yeah, he tended to make his analysts cry sometimes...]

[Voice]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She picks up the journal and sighs, nodding silently. At least she thinks she's okay. Never came back from a kidnapping and she doesn't think there's anything different about her.]

[beaglenapper.livejournal.com]

Two dancing bears. Or...three dancing bears? Bloody hell, maybe I am going crazy...

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[Dancing bears? ...No, no dancing bears around her. But, the voice sounds familiar, so she picks up the journal and waves. ...This was the bagpipe player, right?]

[voice]

[neverplaysfair]

... A kitsune.

[voice]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She repeats what he says, curious as to what he meant.]

[Voice]

[semper_cogitans]

[How odd.] Are we supposed to guess what sort of illustration this is?

Is it perhaps a Coleopterid? Not enough detail to specify what family, but...

[Wait a moment.] ... For what reason would you be doing something like this, anyway?

[Voice]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[...Guessing an image? She looks down at the journal and notices the inkblot. Huh. She definitely didn't draw that. Coleopterid? That was a...bug of some kind? Never was good at memorizing classifications.

She replies, explaining that she didn't make the inkblot. Once she finishes explaining, without realizing he can't hear her speak, another inkblot is formed.]

[Voice]

[tofu-furget.livejournal.com]

[What's that supposed to be? It looks like something a villain named Mad Mod back in his world would draw.]

...Is that Lord Mega Monkey?

[Voice]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She blinks at the response and then giggles at the response. A couple splotches of ink appear as she does.]

[justicereigns]

Is that supposed to be a demon mask face or two ghosts dancing?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She replies that she isn't quite sure what he means. Not that he can hear her. And sure enough, a new splotch appears.]