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 I - phone call, let's say after Nukefield/November 2011 event



So does crap like this happen often? Do you guys live in fear, every day, that cannibals might eat your ear while you're sleeping? Tch, what a bad hand to be dealt. Radiation poisoning hurts like hell, though. Never doin' it again, thanks.

II - action prompt, let's say the movie theatre



[Kyouko happens to be sitting on the back hood of a convertible parked in one of the many theatre slots. She's munching on a bag of popcorn, yelling at the screen (much to the irritation of the drone boy who apparently drove her there.]

Oi, can't we get something new? I saw this twice already! Timmy's in the well, we freakin' get it!

III - action prompt, Church of Salvation



[Dancing ain't odd for her. She's a DDR queen, after all. Except she usually doesn't dance in a church. She doesn't ever really want to step foot in a church, for all her friends know. Except she seems to be playing out the steps to some slow-paced yet complicated hopping dance, timing her feet to the flicker of the candles at the alter, a somber expression on her face.]