fire and programs and monsters, oh my! (SXBattle) Jan 24, 2015 20:10:49 GMT -5
Post by mannequin on Jan 24, 2015 20:10:49 GMT -5
Walking through the bright streets of Twilight Town with the sun beating down on her from on high, Dark Sirene held her hand up in front of her narrowed red eyes and sighed irritably. She'd been walking through this town all day, and she hadn't found one lead on her search. As a matter of fact, she hadn't found anybody in this town; not Shrike, not a even a random kid to question a bit. She was well and truly bored; and the ever-present sun glaring in her eyes was not helping her already foul mood any.
'What the hell even gives? It's gotta be noon or so, and there isn't a soul in sight,' she thought, walking into a large area - the Tram Common, not that Dark Sirene knew its name - and casting her eyes about.
In her mind, her other personality piped up. 'You know, it could actually be a whole lot later than it looks,' Sirene's natural self said in her usual cheerful tone. 'After all, it looks like the sun never goes down here. For all we know, it could be this world's night-time! Oh, I just love how all these worlds are so different from our own... Don't you think it's great?'
Dark Sirene stopped, closed her eyes, and sighed again as she pinched the bridge of her nose; her other self's excitableness and pep got tiresome to listen to at the best of times, never mind at a time like this... 'You say that every time we go to a new world. Can we just have one visit when you're not gushing like a baby about the scenery? Huh? Will you give me that one luxury?'
There was something that sounded something like a whimper, before Sirene stayed quiet and left Dark Sirene to continue her search.
'Thank you, the red-eyed program thought, a cruel kind of smile slipping across her face now that she'd actually got the moron to shut her metaphorical mouth. With that thought, she continued her way through the place; she noticed that a couple of the shops still had their owners manning them - 'so I've got some people to 'play' with after all, wonderful!' - but on the whole, the place was a ghost town.
The program had to admit, though - as much as she didn't like admitting her other self was right - there really was something strange going on. Why were there hardly any people around? Why did the few shop-owners hanging around look so frightened?
And... why, every now and again, did it look as if the shadows were moving?