starfishbucks
January 2nd, 2013 
12:09 am
mogmog: <user name=hearnoevil> (12)
Character: Meulin Leijon
Fandom: Homestuck
Player Name: :3c

[Now Meulin was just as unfortunate as anyone else who enters the bubble. All wet and gross and such and trying to take in the sudden scenery change. Confused as ever, and god is the smell of the sea and the scenery taking her aback. Oh boy we are surrounded by water.

Either way, after messing with her hair and getting it as dry as it can be, she moves on to what-all she found on her way of entering. Confused as ever, she perches herself on a chair and goes through her things. All of it is really really interesting!! But... the starfish catches her attention the most. Fiddling with it a bit, she figures out that yeah!! It's something to use!! And she starts typing away.

Eh, whatever, she'll try this since it's easier communication than trying to flag down someone she knows.
]

ヾ(=º・º=)ノ < EXCUSE ME!
(^・o・^)<
HELLO??? IS THIS WORKING????

[Just yell at me if you want no quirk or something like that. Just keep in mind if you want to switch to like audio or smth Meulin's deaf :Vc.]
03:43 pm
helmetdoesnothing: (42 - Troll ♊ Sure plays a mean pinball)
Character: Mituna Captor
Fandom: Homestuck
Player Name: Fiona

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[Mituna, like most others, did arrive in the plaza very wet and very confused, with the added issues of having a hell of a lot of water stuck inside his helmet. When he'd finally managed to tug it off the resulting deluge had sent him into a spitting fury at himself and the general vicinity, during which he'd sent said helmet bouncing off across the plaza.

He has since retrieved it, and his skateboard, and has found his way to one of the walls of the bubble around the city.

And there he's been sitting since, his helmet and skateboard hugged to his chest, watching the fish moving about outside. There's no mistaking that black and yellow jumpsuit to those who know him, nor the hopelessly unruly mop of black hair sitting on top of his head like some half-insane dandelion, falling to cover his eyes and the threads of blue and red veins that span out from his temples and surround them.

It could have been minutes, or hours. He wouldn't know if you asked.
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