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kaisou2024-01-01 01:51 pm
soulreleaser) wrote in kaisou2024-01-01 01:51 pm
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[diary entry two] veldora learns about the passage of time
WHO: Veldora Tempest and you!
WHERE: the network
WHEN: January 1st
WHAT: a very special boy was assigned today as his birthday because what is being born when you're a conceptual being that comes and goes depending on various factors, especially whether or not you've irritated your sisters beyond their tolerance level? the mind boggles. but it comes with presents!
WARNINGS: nothing comes to mind
[ Veldora has some lovely golden eyes! hope you like them because they're the first ten seconds or so of the video as he mumbles to himself, face stuffed right against the camera as he futzes and fusses with making his cellphone sit how it's supposed to. it's really an exploration of Veldora's upper face for those first few moments--eyes, nose, messy bangs--and then he seems satisfied, taking a few steps back to reveal the room he's in.
there's a few bookshelves behind him and they are absolutely stuffed with manga from a variety of genres; Veldora turns to face the camera and raises a hand, clearly puffing himself up as he swings into Loud mode (though for anyone who's met the Volume before, it's strangely moderate compared to his usual levels of noise. almost like somebody's been scolding him for yelling his lungs out. say thank you to Rose, everyone, she's doing god's work in the trenches.) ]
Greetings, one and all, and I wish you a pleasant start to your new year! I am the Storm Dragon, Veldora Tempest [ and his expression seems to brighten, looking genuinely delighted ] and it is apparently my birthday! A fine skeleton brought me something wonderful to mark the occasion, and I simply couldn't be more pleased about it!
[ he stoops down to pick something up--astute viewers might've noticed the blue something hanging out by his knees, but now it's coming into view.
you know what a slime looks like. Veldora can barely get his arms around a massive, squishy skyblue pillow? thing? with a pair of line eyes and a cute set of pink blush stickers on the approximations of its cheeks, holding it up proudly so that the -_- faces the camera. for once it's his boobs resting on Rimuru's head as he cuddles the pillow to his stomach. ]
This is a wonderful simulacrum of my dearest friend in the world, and I am ecstatic to have a memento of him even across the bounds of time and space!
That aside, I am quite curious--what does one do upon one's birthday? I've never had a birthday before, though I have seen various recordings of certain celebratory rituals undergone to mark the passage of one's personal year--but now that I am confronted with the concept of having a birthday of my own, everything seems to have frittered away like birds startled from a window.
[ you can hear the dialup from the depths of his beautiful skull as he squishes his pillow, having scooched it up more and more as he was speaking so that his chin is resting atop the head. oh Rimuru, we're really in for it now. ]
So, ah, thank you in advance for your wisdom! And once again, happy New Year! [ and then he'll try to stuff the megamuru under one arm, poking at the phone with an intense look of concentration on his face until he figures out how to turn it off. ]
WHERE: the network
WHEN: January 1st
WHAT: a very special boy was assigned today as his birthday because what is being born when you're a conceptual being that comes and goes depending on various factors, especially whether or not you've irritated your sisters beyond their tolerance level? the mind boggles. but it comes with presents!
WARNINGS: nothing comes to mind
how old are you now?; the network; video; UN: tempestdragon
[ Veldora has some lovely golden eyes! hope you like them because they're the first ten seconds or so of the video as he mumbles to himself, face stuffed right against the camera as he futzes and fusses with making his cellphone sit how it's supposed to. it's really an exploration of Veldora's upper face for those first few moments--eyes, nose, messy bangs--and then he seems satisfied, taking a few steps back to reveal the room he's in.
there's a few bookshelves behind him and they are absolutely stuffed with manga from a variety of genres; Veldora turns to face the camera and raises a hand, clearly puffing himself up as he swings into Loud mode (though for anyone who's met the Volume before, it's strangely moderate compared to his usual levels of noise. almost like somebody's been scolding him for yelling his lungs out. say thank you to Rose, everyone, she's doing god's work in the trenches.) ]
Greetings, one and all, and I wish you a pleasant start to your new year! I am the Storm Dragon, Veldora Tempest [ and his expression seems to brighten, looking genuinely delighted ] and it is apparently my birthday! A fine skeleton brought me something wonderful to mark the occasion, and I simply couldn't be more pleased about it!
[ he stoops down to pick something up--astute viewers might've noticed the blue something hanging out by his knees, but now it's coming into view.
you know what a slime looks like. Veldora can barely get his arms around a massive, squishy skyblue pillow? thing? with a pair of line eyes and a cute set of pink blush stickers on the approximations of its cheeks, holding it up proudly so that the -_- faces the camera. for once it's his boobs resting on Rimuru's head as he cuddles the pillow to his stomach. ]
This is a wonderful simulacrum of my dearest friend in the world, and I am ecstatic to have a memento of him even across the bounds of time and space!
That aside, I am quite curious--what does one do upon one's birthday? I've never had a birthday before, though I have seen various recordings of certain celebratory rituals undergone to mark the passage of one's personal year--but now that I am confronted with the concept of having a birthday of my own, everything seems to have frittered away like birds startled from a window.
[ you can hear the dialup from the depths of his beautiful skull as he squishes his pillow, having scooched it up more and more as he was speaking so that his chin is resting atop the head. oh Rimuru, we're really in for it now. ]
So, ah, thank you in advance for your wisdom! And once again, happy New Year! [ and then he'll try to stuff the megamuru under one arm, poking at the phone with an intense look of concentration on his face until he figures out how to turn it off. ]