snackaholictank: (I'm not crying hic sob)
((OOC: Forwards dated to Christmas morning at a reasonable hour.))

[Action]

[There are some very violent sobs coming from Shiraasan's room today. Anyone who looks inside will find the small homunculus by her bed, shaking the corpse of a certain girl. The body is chained to her by the waist. Looks like her wish was granted... kind of.]

H-Hibiki...

Why...
snackaholictank: (An incomplete homunculus)
[Shiraasan hasn't been at home much lately. In fact, she's been avoiding it as much as possible. She was short with Hibiki's Drone, but she'd been hoping it was just a temporary thing from Hibiki doing something dumb that she just hadn't been around to see.

She was still droned. She couldn't take it anymore.

Passer-bys may notice a small Homunculus sulking on a bench in the park, curled up with her head buried in her arms.]
snackaholictank: (Hey! Listen!)
[Filtered away from Hibiki]

Hibiki's here.

She really came.

...I bet it's gonna be even harder to do whatever I want now.

You guys better be nice to her, okay? She's the one who made me, so if anyone tries to hurt her, you'll have to answer to me!
snackaholictank: (An incomplete homunculus)
[When Shiraasan gets on the line, there is a bout of coughing. As tough as Homunculi are, her small body really didn't help her deal with the haze much. Her voice is a little raspy, too.]

...Everyone's back alright...

That's good.

[Private; Hackable]

Some Homunculus I am. I can't even help in the last fight...

((OOC: Instead of sleeping and otherwise resting, which would be the smart thing to do, Shiraasan's just gonna raid the kitchen for food. She managed to scrounge up food during her trip, but not much, and nothing too good. Mia's food is much preferable.))
snackaholictank: (Bazooka your face off)
[Shiraasan is wandering around with her shiny new shades. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't realize that she's gained the powers of their previous owner. As a result, anyone who is ill or hurt - no matter how small - will be healed should she look at them.

The downside? It hurts like hell for Shiraasan.]


Everyone's acting weird again.
snackaholictank: (Hey! Listen!)
So what's up with Mia lately? She's been acting really weird. Matthew said it's 'cause of Diego, but I don't know him. Who's that? And why does it matter?

There's never any candy around anymore! And when there is it's so easy to get it's gone really quick. I hate it.
snackaholictank: (Ok this is pissing me off)
Nnnng...

[There is a small clicking sound. It... almost sounds like a gun's safety, but why on earth would a small, totally innocent child have such a thing?

'Cause she's a homunculus, of course.]


If this thing doesn't stop ringing, I'm gonna blast it.
snackaholictank: (ACTIVATE ATTACK MODE)
[Some people may notice a certain little girl in front of the police office. She is armed with a bazooka and a handgun (the bazooka in one arm and the handgun in... well, hand), and a number of grenades litter the ground around her. She appears to be getting ready to mount an attack of her own.

Of course, other residents may have something to say about that...]
snackaholictank: (Ah! My heart!)
[Shiraasan hasn't been out of her room for a while. Ever since she realized that Palom had been droned for more than the usual day or so, she hasn't been particularly responsive to... well, anything. On occasion she'll go out to eat, sometimes locking Drone!Palom in his room if he happens to run into her on the way, but not much more than that.

Her room, however, is always unlocked...]
snackaholictank: (Damn flies)
No way.

I'm not gonna be stuck here for ten years. And I'm not gonna take the same class over and over and over again, either.

Stupid Mayfield...

((OOC: Mia and Canada will probably find a Christmas card on the kitchen counter addressed to them. It's done in crayons and depicts what appears to be Shiraasan defending the two of them with bazookas from 'bad guys'. It's crudely drawn and obviously something they were told to do during class. Two candy canes and an ornamental candy cane made out of beads and pipe cleaner have been taped to the inside. Palom received a similar card, although his has a picture of the both of them exploding things. Like their parents, he gets a candy cane too.))
snackaholictank: (Hmm?)
[Shiraasan can be found wandering around the streets, all by herself. Any signs of snow are no longer exciting to her, since she's seen it plenty of times before. She's already raided the presents and given them all a good shake to see what was in them, and given she's on Christmas break, she doesn't really have much to do anymore. Not that she has much to do in regards to school ever, given she was always smarter than the average five year old, and is currently ten. Being an unaging homunculus kind of sucks.

She's kind of hoping she'll find something interesting to do if she walks around enough. After all, it's Mayfield, and there's always some weirdo doing something. Feel free to notice her peeking through your windows or following you around if you happen to be on your way anywhere.]
snackaholictank: (Mwahahahahahaha)
Why would anyone make a homunculus and then up and vanish? That doesn't make any sense!

...But since I don't have a master, that means I can do whatever I want. Hmm... Maybe this isn't so bad after all.

[Shiraasan is currently wandering around outside. She's completely naked, but aside from a few shivers, she doesn't seem to really notice. Her feet are getting a little beat up on the ground, but again, she doesn't appear to care. She's mostly just running around and checking out whatever catches her fancy, which is pretty much anything because as far as she's concerned, she was just created.]
snackaholictank: (Shut up and let me read)
((OOC: Backdated to shortly after this))

*Members of the Williams house may have heard the front door creak open at some ungodly hour. Shiraasan, having just returned from participating in an epic battle, was on full stealth mode as she slipped inside and shut the door as quietly as possible, even reaching up on her tip-toes to lock it again as best as she could. When she had left, she had snuck out through her window and left her pillows in her bed to make it look like she was sleeping, should someone have only casually glanced at the bed. However, knowing her family, that wasn't likely. What was likely was that someone had at least spotted that she wasn't there.

Honestly, the best course of action she could take at this point would be to sneak back into her room without getting caught. That way, even if nobody believed her, she would at least have an easier time denying having gone anywhere.

With this in mind, she crept quietly down the hall towards her room...*
snackaholictank: (ACTIVATE ATTACK MODE)
*Shiraasan was strangely anti-social these days, avoiding talking to anyone. Ever since the incident with Mia, she's been unusually quiet and almost... reserved?

Today finds her sitting in her room, staring blankly at the opened packaging on the floor next to her. She didn't even need to look at the picture to see what it was; already, she felt stronger, more like the homunculus she was supposed to be.

If only she had gotten the power back earlier. As it was, she had failed to protect Mia on more than one occasion. Not only that, but from the sounds of it, someone else had died as well.

She was supposed to protect people. That was the reason for her existence. But despite that, she couldn't even protect the people in her own household. Some homunculus she was. Even back home, she'd done a better job of keeping Hibiki safe - when she let her, anyway. Back home, she had fought. Here, all she seemed able to do was stumble upon the situations, too late to be of any help.*


Useless...
snackaholictank: (Shut up and let me read)
*Shiraasan was trying to pretend that the flu week had never happened, and subsequently spending as much time outside as possible. So while she was out and about on her own sorry, Mia, she realized pretty quickly that something was up, especially when she could not understand anybody.*

...What's this place doing now?

((OOC: Shiraasan does not speak any earth languages. Her language sounds most similar to Japanese, but is different enough that even if you spoke Japanese, you would not understand her. Poor thing won't be able to converse much for this event.))
snackaholictank: (An incomplete homunculus)
Th-this feels like...

Like when I was dying...

((OOC: Shiraasan got the Other Vaccine! She is now much quieter than usual, and will be staying in bed because it hurts so much. Mia, good luck taking care of her, because even if she is sick and feeling like she's about to die, she's still just as picky about her food |D;))
snackaholictank: (Damn flies)
What the heck? How come all I got was a dress? Laaame!

Those teevee things are stupid, too. I wanna blow it up.

[Private; hackable to family members who hear her I guess?]



H-Hibikiiii...

((OOC: Shiraasan, despite her annoyance with the whole thing, is now wearing this dress. Family members, good luck getting her to wear anything different, ever.))
snackaholictank: (Ok this is pissing me off)
*Shiraasan is chasing a dragonfly very intently, a few blocks away from her house. This would be perfectly fine and even a little adorable if she didn't decide that if she isn't going to be able to catch the thing, she might as well do the next best thing and start shooting at it. However, she forgets where she is, and when the gun pops into her hand, it causes her to stumble because of its weight.

So much for that.

By the time she's able to heft the thing properly, the dragonfly is long gone.*

Damn. It got away.
snackaholictank: (Shut up and let me read)
I got my powers back from the store. I still have to be careful with it though, or Hibiki'll get mad when I get back.

[Filtered to Palom]

So what should we do while the party's going on?
snackaholictank: (This is some confusing stuff)
*Shiraasan is wandering around outside, looking like a completely innocent and mystified child who is seeing snow for the first time.*

What is this stuff?
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