http://dhianeila.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dhianeila.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-06-02 09:43 pm

Contact - [CLOSED, backdated to a little after Trojan Horse]

Le Prefecture was currently empty and quiet, save for the projection of one blonde princess that was simply waiting. Waiting for the other members of the council and appointed leaders of the ship to arrive. They had taken care of the Council's open house, and she had made sure to attend even though she had still been recovering. But it was important to be there, and it was even more important to be where she was now immediately after they finished that. Her and Setsuna's encounter with the Ohm had been quite the experience. And though they were still in the darkness when it came to understanding them completely, there were little hopes of light starting to shine in.

Once the rest of the crew arrived, she'd begin. The meeting repeating itself over and over again in her head.
badassfreakingoverlord: (do not read the overlord)

[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2011-06-03 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"When murderers, thieves, and people who've led worthless lives die," Zetta said, "their souls get sewn into the body of a Prinny. A Prinny is basically a stitched-together penguin with two peg legs, tiny bad wings, and a pouch for holding stuff. They're the cosmos's punching bags and they explode when you throw them.

"If they're in Celestia, they have to do good deeds for free. In a Netherworld, they do terrible chores for less than minimum wage, till they've earned their reincarnation."
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[personal profile] badassfreakingoverlord 2011-06-03 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Hyaaa ha ha! It's the way the cosmos works! Die and be reborn, hopefully as an improvement! Not everyone gets the privilege, though." Some people went on to a more final reward, after all. Good or evil.

[identity profile] dearest-nehaa.livejournal.com 2011-06-03 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that was something to come in on. Nehaalista raised an eyebrow as she entered the room, but kept her opinions to herself. She waved, but chose not to say very much as she took her seat.