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micronation) wrote2011-03-13 03:18 pm
micronation) wrote2011-03-13 03:18 pm
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Five; Action
[Sealand woke up in terror after he died, his consciousness slamming into his head before his body fully woke up, leaving him kicking fruitlessly against his blankets. He ran to the bathroom to make sure he wasn't in pieces--because he was sure something had come out of him, or something--and, once he realized he was alive again, burst into tears and refused to leave his room the entire day, ignoring food in favor of clinging to the stuffed bear he'd gotten from home after Valentine's Day, a solid reminder of home he wanted to go back to.
He woke similarly the next two days as well, although from nightmares. He couldn't sleep much at night, so he would sneak down for food then, trying to avoid everyone, terrified that he would run into those statues in the middle of the night. Eventually, listening in on the phone lines, he became aware they'd gone away. He was still afraid to stray far from his room, though.]
A; 769 Bunker Street
[Sealand hasn't really left his room for a couple days--somehow he has been acquiring food, but aside from that he is the quietest he's been since he's arrived. Still, he heard somewhere you have to go to school every three days or get droned, so he's dragging his feet down the steps this morning. He isn't bringing his backpack, he's just bringing himself.]
B; heading to school
[Sealand isn't really watching here he's going, but he's not straying from the sidewalk. This is actually unusual--normally Sealand's jumping cracks, balancing on the edge of the road, and generally running everywhere. But he just doesn't have the energy right now. He jumps every time he thinks he sees something human-shaped out of the corner of his eye, though.]
C; school
[Sealand is not his usual self. He's quiet and has placed himself in the back corners of the room when possible, spending most of his time staring out the window or drawing spirals on paper he had to borrow with pencils he had to borrow since he didn't bring anything at all.]
He woke similarly the next two days as well, although from nightmares. He couldn't sleep much at night, so he would sneak down for food then, trying to avoid everyone, terrified that he would run into those statues in the middle of the night. Eventually, listening in on the phone lines, he became aware they'd gone away. He was still afraid to stray far from his room, though.]
A; 769 Bunker Street
[Sealand hasn't really left his room for a couple days--somehow he has been acquiring food, but aside from that he is the quietest he's been since he's arrived. Still, he heard somewhere you have to go to school every three days or get droned, so he's dragging his feet down the steps this morning. He isn't bringing his backpack, he's just bringing himself.]
B; heading to school
[Sealand isn't really watching here he's going, but he's not straying from the sidewalk. This is actually unusual--normally Sealand's jumping cracks, balancing on the edge of the road, and generally running everywhere. But he just doesn't have the energy right now. He jumps every time he thinks he sees something human-shaped out of the corner of his eye, though.]
C; school
[Sealand is not his usual self. He's quiet and has placed himself in the back corners of the room when possible, spending most of his time staring out the window or drawing spirals on paper he had to borrow with pencils he had to borrow since he didn't bring anything at all.]
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