What a bizarre thing, you go ahead and tell her she's been kidnapped, brought to some wierdass virtual world because - supposedly mind you - aliens have blown up the planet? Come on, she wasn't born yesterday, even if the tech in this weird...wherever it is is pretty outrageous. Chalk it up to the weirdest dream she's had in a hell of a long time. Did she drink after getting back on her ship at Sabaody? Perona can't recall, but eh...may as well make the most of this weird dream.
Some of these movies look decent, if not a little peculiar. Sitting in her seat with a few snacks, and her top hat in her lap because someone opened their damn mouth, Perona begins to watch the movie. It's alright, if not entirely her cup of tea (she's more a horror/thriller/mystery/monster movie girl), and there are a few parts she smiles a little at. It's only when she begins to see herself in the scenes that she pays closer attention. The first time she met Bearsy, when she was just a little girl- playing with the big patchwork zombie bear...having tea and cakes brought to her by the Risky Brothers in the morning, and then...taking a nap or two with Mihawk by the fireplace at Kuraigana and not being pushed off, completing her teddy bear that looks like Bearsy...among other nice things.
Perona watches, leans forward like she can't really believe any of it. Can...c-can anyone else see this? Is it just her? She shifts a little, and in her haste, knocks over her popcorn so a few kernels fall to the floor. Oops, at least it wasn't the whole thing. She's wiping the salt off her gown right as a light flashes into her eyes and she's hauled out of her seat.]
Eeeh?! What the hell are you--?! [Is she getting arrested? Fuck that noise.] Do you know who you're messing wi--hieee?!
[SMACK. Right on her rear. Perona recoils, struggling against her captor while screeching profanities. Said captor seems to be guffawing, and telling her to use that dirty mouth for something else, readying his paddle again.] The fuck is wrong with you, you perverted piece of shit?! I'll blow you back to hell where you belong!
[Halp? Because Perona sure as hell has the abilities to indeed blow the bot sky high.] ---
[Theater I:
Well, after that embarrassing and, er...explosive first movie, Perona thinks she should calm her nerves (and thoughts, because this is a pretty intense dream) with a better one. And what better than a movie involving her favorite thing in the whole wide world? Cute animals! That adorable pony movie should have been the first one she went to! Eh, whatever, it's no big deal either way. She'll just say she saved the best for last, right?
So as she's sitting and watching the first ten minutes with her face in her hands, all smiles and giggles and coos at the cute little horses, her face drops when they're all suddenly...b-b-butchered. Slaughtered more like. A-And then--
Dear god.
She may be the ghost princess, but even Perona could put her hollows to shame with how pale she's become, though the color returns with a vengeance within seconds. How the hell can someone play something like this in public?! There should be laws against this kind off--WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT HER FACE A SECOND AGO??? Nearly choking, Perona leaps to her feet, mouth hanging open as she "familiarizes" herself with a certain master swordsman.
N o p e.
She covers her face and makes a break for the door, bulldozing over any man, woman, or creature in her path. There is no way in hell she is sticking around this damn place any longer. Anyone behind those theater doors, beware, they're going to be flung open with a vengeance, and Perona will be rocketing out. SHE WANTS TO GO HOME AND/OR WAKE UP RIGHT THIS SECOND.]
Perona | One Piece
What a bizarre thing, you go ahead and tell her she's been kidnapped, brought to some wierdass virtual world because - supposedly mind you - aliens have blown up the planet? Come on, she wasn't born yesterday, even if the tech in this weird...wherever it is is pretty outrageous. Chalk it up to the weirdest dream she's had in a hell of a long time. Did she drink after getting back on her ship at Sabaody? Perona can't recall, but eh...may as well make the most of this weird dream.
Some of these movies look decent, if not a little peculiar. Sitting in her seat with a few snacks, and her top hat in her lap because someone opened their damn mouth, Perona begins to watch the movie. It's alright, if not entirely her cup of tea (she's more a horror/thriller/mystery/monster movie girl), and there are a few parts she smiles a little at. It's only when she begins to see herself in the scenes that she pays closer attention. The first time she met Bearsy, when she was just a little girl- playing with the big patchwork zombie bear...having tea and cakes brought to her by the Risky Brothers in the morning, and then...taking a nap or two with Mihawk by the fireplace at Kuraigana and not being pushed off, completing her teddy bear that looks like Bearsy...among other nice things.
Perona watches, leans forward like she can't really believe any of it. Can...c-can anyone else see this? Is it just her? She shifts a little, and in her haste, knocks over her popcorn so a few kernels fall to the floor. Oops, at least it wasn't the whole thing. She's wiping the salt off her gown right as a light flashes into her eyes and she's hauled out of her seat.]
Eeeh?! What the hell are you--?! [Is she getting arrested? Fuck that noise.] Do you know who you're messing wi--hieee?!
[SMACK. Right on her rear. Perona recoils, struggling against her captor while screeching profanities. Said captor seems to be guffawing, and telling her to use that dirty mouth for something else, readying his paddle again.] The fuck is wrong with you, you perverted piece of shit?! I'll blow you back to hell where you belong!
[Halp? Because Perona sure as hell has the abilities to indeed blow the bot sky high.]
---
[Theater I:
Well, after that embarrassing and, er...explosive first movie, Perona thinks she should calm her nerves (and thoughts, because this is a pretty intense dream) with a better one. And what better than a movie involving her favorite thing in the whole wide world? Cute animals! That adorable pony movie should have been the first one she went to! Eh, whatever, it's no big deal either way. She'll just say she saved the best for last, right?
So as she's sitting and watching the first ten minutes with her face in her hands, all smiles and giggles and coos at the cute little horses, her face drops when they're all suddenly...b-b-butchered. Slaughtered more like. A-And then--
Dear god.
She may be the ghost princess, but even Perona could put her hollows to shame with how pale she's become, though the color returns with a vengeance within seconds. How the hell can someone play something like this in public?! There should be laws against this kind off--WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT HER FACE A SECOND AGO??? Nearly choking, Perona leaps to her feet, mouth hanging open as she "familiarizes" herself with a certain master swordsman.
N o p e.
She covers her face and makes a break for the door, bulldozing over any man, woman, or creature in her path. There is no way in hell she is sticking around this damn place any longer. Anyone behind those theater doors, beware, they're going to be flung open with a vengeance, and Perona will be rocketing out. SHE WANTS TO GO HOME AND/OR WAKE UP RIGHT THIS SECOND.]