[ So, it's not a big secret that something has been going on, considering the weird flyers that have been popping up, advertising... whatever the heck this is going to end up being, and now that the day has arrived, Ann's a little skeptical. Granted, the last strange thing that'd happened like this was a party, and that had been a whole lot less lethal than she'd originally thought it'd be, so maybe this will be something along the same lines.
She's pretty sure that these badges probably don't matter, but whatever, she's going to find hers because rules are rules, and it's then that she takes note of the cards that are sitting there. Blah, blah, prize... she hums, turning to the person standing closest to her. ]
Hey, you think if we get some of these done, we'll be able to meet whoever dragged us here face to face to get our "prize"? Or do you think it'll be like one of those deals where it'll just pop out of no where?
[ There's a sudden memory of Akechi that hits her, sitting and trying to sip tea, while a burst of random confetti and a medal slowly being lowered around his neck while a random sword had suddenly gotten stuck to her hand at the exact same time... it does make her smile, a little bit, because the whole thing had been so stupid, and yet. The Void. ]
...Guess we won't know until we try.
B - So I'm a Fanartist, So What?
[ Once further inside the 'convention hall', this isn't like any con she's seen or been to before. It's preferable, right now at least. No sweaty nerds in weird cosplay trying to ask for her number, something she can appreciate! She's noticing, though, that a lot of this fanart looks... familiar. And of course it would, because a lot of it involves people and creatures within the Void, it seems, even if those people aren't entirely here anymore.
She's found a few really cute drawings, too. A few of Seto, some of Parsee. They're cute -- even one she's found of herself is pretty adorable, mostly because this is clearly from their Destinyland trip, before it all went to shit. It's cute enough to get her to smile brightly at the Brushboys responsible, and in turn, they seem to puff their chests out with pride. ]
Wow, that's really cute! Thanks so much!
[ The creatures seem pleased with their glowing praise, even as Ann moves along to inspect some other things drawn by other Brushboys. The next piece of art has her left eye twitching, however. ]
Whoa, hell no! I wouldn't be that desperate-- [ She turns to face the trio of Brushboys responsible, but they're not paying attention. They have, what appear to be, paper bag puppets on their hands, two of which bear a hilarious resemblance to both Ren and Ann, the other being a doofy looking black and white cat. All of the puppets have uneven googly eyes which doesn't help, and all she can do is stare in horror as they make the 'Ren' and 'Ann' puppets lean in. ]
What!? ...no! Hey, don't you dare!
[ They look up from their activity, tilting their heads, then back at each other, then down at the puppets. For a moment, it almost seems like they're going to listen, until they suddenly smash the puppets faces together in what she can only assume to be a 'kiss'. ]
NOOOOOOO! Give those to me RIGHT NOW!
[ As if she's going to be able to catch them, the trio of Brushboys scatter and Ann is left chasing after them with the absolute rage of someone who could breathe fire if that were possible. It's probably a good thing she can't call on Carmen right now. ]
C - In Another World.
[ As if she hasn't had enough exercise, Ann's found her way to whatever the hell this is supposed to be. The Brushboys from earlier are long forgotten at this point, at least, now that she's had time to cool down. She's busy taking out what little rage she's got left in this VR thing, at least, she's trying to -- this is way too weird.
Don't. Mind if she flails around a little as Carmen appears at her side, hovering in all of her supernatural glory and dragging those poor, heart headed men around like the dogs they are. This is. Different. ]
So uh... what exactly are we supposed to do here?
[ Of course, if this turns into a rhythm game... good luck. ]
D - A small break.
[ Much, much later on, Ann can be found just wandering around, covered in various pieces of random con swag, though the most notable is probably the plushie she's carrying, clutching it close to her chest, all while decked out in an oversized hoodie with a familiar logo on the front. She may also have stuffed the large pocket in front full of stickers.
Does she probably look stupid right now? Yes. Does she care? Absolutely not. She's hungry, and she's on the search for food. Specifically, the one mentioned on the card. She glances over to the person closest to her, sighing. ]
Hey, have you seen any barbecue anywhere? I think that's one of the things we're supposed to do, eat barbecue, to get a prize, and I'm starving... also, have you seen any crepe stands anywhere?
[ Please. Tell her there's at least ONE, because she hasn't found any yet because she's been too busy grabbing random bits and pieces of swag and she's still on the hunt for more... ]
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NerdVoidCon.[ So, it's not a big secret that something has been going on, considering the weird flyers that have been popping up, advertising... whatever the heck this is going to end up being, and now that the day has arrived, Ann's a little skeptical. Granted, the last strange thing that'd happened like this was a party, and that had been a whole lot less lethal than she'd originally thought it'd be, so maybe this will be something along the same lines.
She's pretty sure that these badges probably don't matter, but whatever, she's going to find hers because rules are rules, and it's then that she takes note of the cards that are sitting there. Blah, blah, prize... she hums, turning to the person standing closest to her. ]
Hey, you think if we get some of these done, we'll be able to meet whoever dragged us here face to face to get our "prize"? Or do you think it'll be like one of those deals where it'll just pop out of no where?
[ There's a sudden memory of Akechi that hits her, sitting and trying to sip tea, while a burst of random confetti and a medal slowly being lowered around his neck while a random sword had suddenly gotten stuck to her hand at the exact same time... it does make her smile, a little bit, because the whole thing had been so stupid, and yet. The Void. ]
...Guess we won't know until we try.
B - So I'm a Fanartist, So What?
[ Once further inside the 'convention hall', this isn't like any con she's seen or been to before. It's preferable, right now at least. No sweaty nerds in weird cosplay trying to ask for her number, something she can appreciate! She's noticing, though, that a lot of this fanart looks... familiar. And of course it would, because a lot of it involves people and creatures within the Void, it seems, even if those people aren't entirely here anymore.
She's found a few really cute drawings, too. A few of Seto, some of Parsee. They're cute -- even one she's found of herself is pretty adorable, mostly because this is clearly from their Destinyland trip, before it all went to shit. It's cute enough to get her to smile brightly at the Brushboys responsible, and in turn, they seem to puff their chests out with pride. ]
Wow, that's really cute! Thanks so much!
[ The creatures seem pleased with their glowing praise, even as Ann moves along to inspect some other things drawn by other Brushboys. The next piece of
art has her left eye twitching, however. ]
Whoa, hell no! I wouldn't be that desperate-- [ She turns to face the trio of Brushboys responsible, but they're not paying attention. They have, what appear to be, paper bag puppets on their hands, two of which bear a hilarious resemblance to both Ren and Ann, the other being a doofy looking black and white cat. All of the puppets have uneven googly eyes which doesn't help, and all she can do is stare in horror as they make the 'Ren' and 'Ann' puppets lean in. ]
What!? ...no! Hey, don't you dare!
[ They look up from their activity, tilting their heads, then back at each other, then down at the puppets. For a moment, it almost seems like they're going to listen, until they suddenly smash the puppets faces together in what she can only assume to be a 'kiss'. ]
NOOOOOOO! Give those to me RIGHT NOW!
[ As if she's going to be able to catch them, the trio of Brushboys scatter and Ann is left chasing after them with the absolute rage of someone who could breathe fire if that were possible. It's probably a good thing she can't call on Carmen right now. ]
C - In Another World.
[ As if she hasn't had enough exercise, Ann's found her way to whatever the hell this is supposed to be. The Brushboys from earlier are long forgotten at this point, at least, now that she's had time to cool down. She's busy taking out what little rage she's got left in this VR thing, at least, she's trying to -- this is way too weird.
Don't. Mind if she flails around a little as Carmen appears at her side, hovering in all of her supernatural glory and dragging those poor, heart headed men around like the dogs they are. This is. Different. ]
So uh... what exactly are we supposed to do here?
[ Of course, if this turns into a rhythm game... good luck. ]
D - A small break.
[ Much, much later on, Ann can be found just wandering around, covered in various pieces of random con swag, though the most notable is probably the plushie she's carrying, clutching it close to her chest, all while decked out in an oversized hoodie with a familiar logo on the front. She may also have stuffed the large pocket in front full of stickers.
Does she probably look stupid right now? Yes. Does she care? Absolutely not. She's hungry, and she's on the search for food. Specifically, the one mentioned on the card. She glances over to the person closest to her, sighing. ]
Hey, have you seen any barbecue anywhere? I think that's one of the things we're supposed to do, eat barbecue, to get a prize, and I'm starving... also, have you seen any crepe stands anywhere?
[ Please. Tell her there's at least ONE, because she hasn't found any yet
because she's been too busy grabbing random bits and pieces of swag and she's still on the hunt for more... ]