[Talk about weird. Sam keeps thanking the locals who continuously come up to her and offer the pamphlets, but so few of them are staying to answer her questions. Yeah, Bunnyipyips were great and all, she guesses, but do they know where she can catch a ferry? Or call one? Or just anything beyond weird, really not-helpful reading material?]
Thanks, but I-- [Before she can finish, they've already moved on. Sighing, she turns the booklet over.] --'m not going be a Fur Bearing Trout.
[Waving her new collection slightly, she allows the pages to hit her leg idly as she paces.
Okay, she has to get it together, focus. Sam's done some traveling, if someone would just tell her where she was or give her a map, she could figure out how to get home.]
Where's the nearest door out of the Twilight Zone?
Two
[This would almost be embarrassing if it wasn't so horrifying. Getting lost isn't new for her, but it's rare, especially as she spends a lot of her time outdoors. Nonetheless, she somehow manages to go deeper and deeper into the woods until she really is completely lost.]
Hello?! [Help. If you couldn't get yourself out, make yourself easier to find. She could look sheepish and embarrassed later, but she has to be found first, and it's gotten dark on her. Soon, movement will need to stop, and Sam's reluctant to spend the night out here.]
Hello?! Hey! Is anybody there?
[Her yelling stops as she sees a figure in the distance, one she keeps in her vision as she navigates her way to them.] Thank God. Please don't tell me you're lost too, because ... Hey?
Three - Nymph
[They all knew it was coming, a time when they went from human to a monster. Sam had done her best to prepare for it, but the night before had brought no small amount of apprehension. To her surprise, when she opened her eyes the morning of the fog, her changes had already started.
The leafs around her body had been her first clue, the same crinkling sound as she rolled off her bed and onto the floor hinting that there were quite a few, though it was too dark for her to see. With a light and mirror, she was able to see the flowers that were now her hair.
Flowers. That. Were. Now. Her. Hair.
Had she known more about flowers, maybe she would recognize the Peruvian lily, but she doesn't. All she knows is that blonde hair was now orange and yellow and full of blossoms.
When she leaves her apartment that morning, her ears are already hurting, the tops curving inward. A flower elf. Somehow, Sam is turning into a flower elf.]
Wildcard
[Anything goes here. Meetings, monster attacks, feel free to throw me a prompt!]
Sam | Until Dawn
[Talk about weird. Sam keeps thanking the locals who continuously come up to her and offer the pamphlets, but so few of them are staying to answer her questions. Yeah, Bunnyipyips were great and all, she guesses, but do they know where she can catch a ferry? Or call one? Or just anything beyond weird, really not-helpful reading material?]
Thanks, but I-- [Before she can finish, they've already moved on. Sighing, she turns the booklet over.] --'m not going be a Fur Bearing Trout.
[Waving her new collection slightly, she allows the pages to hit her leg idly as she paces.
Okay, she has to get it together, focus. Sam's done some traveling, if someone would just tell her where she was or give her a map, she could figure out how to get home.]
Where's the nearest door out of the Twilight Zone?
Two
[This would almost be embarrassing if it wasn't so horrifying. Getting lost isn't new for her, but it's rare, especially as she spends a lot of her time outdoors. Nonetheless, she somehow manages to go deeper and deeper into the woods until she really is completely lost.]
Hello?! [Help. If you couldn't get yourself out, make yourself easier to find. She could look sheepish and embarrassed later, but she has to be found first, and it's gotten dark on her. Soon, movement will need to stop, and Sam's reluctant to spend the night out here.]
Hello?! Hey! Is anybody there?
[Her yelling stops as she sees a figure in the distance, one she keeps in her vision as she navigates her way to them.] Thank God. Please don't tell me you're lost too, because ... Hey?
Three - Nymph
[They all knew it was coming, a time when they went from human to a monster. Sam had done her best to prepare for it, but the night before had brought no small amount of apprehension. To her surprise, when she opened her eyes the morning of the fog, her changes had already started.
The leafs around her body had been her first clue, the same crinkling sound as she rolled off her bed and onto the floor hinting that there were quite a few, though it was too dark for her to see. With a light and mirror, she was able to see the flowers that were now her hair.
Flowers. That. Were. Now. Her. Hair.
Had she known more about flowers, maybe she would recognize the Peruvian lily, but she doesn't. All she knows is that blonde hair was now orange and yellow and full of blossoms.
When she leaves her apartment that morning, her ears are already hurting, the tops curving inward. A flower elf. Somehow, Sam is turning into a flower elf.]
Wildcard
[Anything goes here. Meetings, monster attacks, feel free to throw me a prompt!]