[It takes her an unsettling amount of time to realize that the forest she's in is nowhere near the park she works in. By the time that fog clears into clarity though, it's well past a safe time to travel in an entirely unfamiliar area. The sun is just beginning to set when she hops out of her (previously monster battered — she's remembering now) car to properly explore whatever this...
This fascinating place is.]
Okay, not in Kansas anymore. [She says this to herself with quiet bafflement as she looks up, up, way up at a psychedelic glowing neon plant. From the foliage is a rustle, and she's so fixated on what comes out of the brush (a deer, majestic and shimmering, iridescent), that she scarcely realizes the flower's pollen is beginning to disperse in misty, colorful clouds around her.]
...Definitely not in Kansas.
[She's a little shellshocked.]
B: RESPARTUM
[In another world, in another life, a woman who looked a lot like Alison fought two enormous mechanical monsters in an arena much like this. She'd been lowered from a cage into a dust covered circle, and made to defend her life amongst a jeering crowd or be gored alive.
She'd made it out, no worse for wear. But this Alison's experience with bullfighting is strictly from Looney Tunes reruns, and while fit and quick thinking, she's not really...prepared...for this.]
Hold on —! [She's protesting even as the red cloth is handed to her and she's being pushed out into the arena.] Are you people crazy?! You can't just leave me —
[Her protests are cut short when the bull suddenly charges for her, and she only just has the presence of mind to duck and roll out of the way into a crouch. The crowd explodes in cheers, because this is apparently fun for them. Distinctly unfun for her, but those were the breaks. In the meantime, she's trying to figure out the fastest way to vault up the walls separating the bull from the audience and get the hell out of dodge...]
III. BONUS, TEXT
you know what's great? getting months worth of memories in a matter of moments. i thought... hm. guess it doesn't matter what i thought, since up until a little while ago, i thought everything was normal. again. i guess. whatever. does someone want to fill me in on why we have *bull fighting* now?
IV. WILDCARD [hmu with anything your heart desires. Alison works for Recolle's national park and would likely be helping with the park cleanups, she is a university student, and she's lived here her whole life! She thinks, anyway. So she can be found just about anywhere.
aloy | horizon zero dawn
II. A: BOSUMA
[It takes her an unsettling amount of time to realize that the forest she's in is nowhere near the park she works in. By the time that fog clears into clarity though, it's well past a safe time to travel in an entirely unfamiliar area. The sun is just beginning to set when she hops out of her (previously monster battered — she's remembering now) car to properly explore whatever this...
This fascinating place is.]
Okay, not in Kansas anymore. [She says this to herself with quiet bafflement as she looks up, up, way up at a psychedelic glowing neon plant. From the foliage is a rustle, and she's so fixated on what comes out of the brush (a deer, majestic and shimmering, iridescent), that she scarcely realizes the flower's pollen is beginning to disperse in misty, colorful clouds around her.]
...Definitely not in Kansas.
[She's a little shellshocked.]
B: RESPARTUM
[In another world, in another life, a woman who looked a lot like Alison fought two enormous mechanical monsters in an arena much like this. She'd been lowered from a cage into a dust covered circle, and made to defend her life amongst a jeering crowd or be gored alive.
She'd made it out, no worse for wear. But this Alison's experience with bullfighting is strictly from Looney Tunes reruns, and while fit and quick thinking, she's not really...prepared...for this.]
Hold on —! [She's protesting even as the red cloth is handed to her and she's being pushed out into the arena.] Are you people crazy?! You can't just leave me —
[Her protests are cut short when the bull suddenly charges for her, and she only just has the presence of mind to duck and roll out of the way into a crouch. The crowd explodes in cheers, because this is apparently fun for them. Distinctly unfun for her, but those were the breaks. In the meantime, she's trying to figure out the fastest way to vault up the walls separating the bull from the audience and get the hell out of dodge...]
III. BONUS, TEXT
you know what's great? getting months worth of memories in a matter of moments. i thought...
hm. guess it doesn't matter what i thought, since up until a little while ago, i thought everything was normal. again. i guess. whatever.
does someone want to fill me in on why we have *bull fighting* now?
IV. WILDCARD
[hmu with anything your heart desires. Alison works for Recolle's national park and would likely be helping with the park cleanups, she is a university student, and she's lived here her whole life! She thinks, anyway. So she can be found just about anywhere.
Also up for any additional text prompts!]