2013-05-04

im_gonna_protect_u: (Sadness)
[A certain someone was sitting on the perch of a rather gothic building, in shadows somehow (despite being on top, don't ask), because, let's face it, if you're a winged caped defender of justice, you gotta sit on perches and brood. Or, in Setsuna's case, sulk.

This time, she was mostly sulking because, well, Konoka had pretty much rejected her. And she had no idea what to do about this. Was it her fault, somehow? Sure, Konoka was obviously mind controlled, but...that was her fault too, in a way, wasn't it? She should have protected against this!

But more importantly, what should she do? Could she even do something? Did it matter? She had to, and she wanted to? But...but what? What could she do?

...She didn't know. But since she knew she had to do something, that meant she had to do everything in her power to, well, get to know what to do. And she hated to do this. She should be able to do this entirely on her own!

...It was better than sulking, either way...

And thus...
]

[The Setsuna shown in the regular video post thing looked rather depressed. Not just due to the gothic architecture around her.]

...It looks like this ... this occupation isn't just limited to taking over this place. I am pretty sure that they are also taking over people. Including Konoka-Ojousama, who you might know. She is the current student president.

I need to snap her out of it, but I don't know how! I can't just go and, uhm, do something like kiss her. That'd never work and it'd also be wrong. But there must be something!
maocontent: (experiment SPOTTED)
 [Deep within a secured room, you can hear a demon banging on an organ, playing a wild but soulful tune.

The place the demon is inside is a holed up basement gym. The perimeter is surrounded by both EMP waves and terrible pictures of sinful acts protected by seals--it keeps both the angels and their robot enforcers away, though it's entirely defensive in nature. So what's going on here?]

MWAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

[Enter Mao. He's in a priest's garb, holding what appears to be a Book of Evil. Mao narrates like a soulful priest.]

Behold! I am the Preacher of EEEEEEEEEEVIL! Give me your wretched and your hopeful, I will shower them with darkness and despair! Survivors will become my experiments!

Ladies and gents, I'm glad you can all make it. Sucks doesn't it? Those damnable Celestials have occupied our school, thinking they can run around and make people seeeeee the light, enforce draconian school rules without even a hint of dragons, and even socialize all of our food even though they're otherwise completely right wing! Who the hell does that kind of hypocrisy and not even revel in it?! They even got our Student Council President brainwashed! They're making her girlfriend very sad ;_;

Where the hell is your honor student spirit?! Are you going to stand for that delinquent crap?!

[The demons there resound with a strong "HELL NO!"]

These jerks are chucking more Bibles at us than Senator Holier Than Thou striking a book deal! Their so called "Good Word" sure didn't help us during the zombie invasion, and it sure won't help us now!

I'll show you a *true* good word! To hell with Celestia and their crappy rules! Sometime soon, I'll have a real scientific breakthrough, and we'll really send them packing!

What's the good word?!

"TO HELL WITH CELESTIA!"

What's the good word?!

"TO HELL WITH CELESTIA!"

MWAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAA!

[[Mao's also broadcasting this over video. Losing hope? Let Preacher Mao go cuh-rayzee on your problems!]]
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