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Aug. 15th, 2012 11:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stoppedwatch[The device turns on to the sight of a certain maid. Unusually though, is that it's filming her from the back, and at a low angle. About the same level as her skirt...
And approaching quickly, it seems]
Let's see, next on the list would be...
[And it seems the maid is oblivious to its approach]
Ah! And here we have a real life, genuine maid. You know, I'd never seen one before coming here...
[ why koyomi is narrating his misadventures is unclear, and it's just as unclear what he's doing to begin with. or why he's doing it. ]
[It's about as strange as Sakuya's not noticing the weirdo approaching, though there's kind of a crowd around muffling his strange approach. It seems he's steadily closing the distance with that alluring skirt of every otaku's dream...]
Well then, viewers... I'm about to go where few have gone, but many have dreamed. Enjoy the sight... imprint in onto your minds forever!
[ he would probably be a lot stealthier if he wasn't talking to himself as he did this, but he starts to slide the camera at a low angle to... well, you can probably figure out where this is going. ]
[Low angle doesn't catch that Sakuya finally noticed her bizarre stalker - what it does catch, on the other hand, is a glint of silver right before a knife falls - falls right into Koyomi's hand, leaving a nasty cut]
Ow!
[ that... where exactly did that come from? he stumbles away, dropping his device as he clutches at his hand. well, admittedly a wound like that doesn't mean much to him, and his accelerated healing should take care of it... but still... that was a knife! a knife fell at him! why would she have a knife down there!? ]
[And Sakuya looks back at him finally, giving an eerily serene smile.]
Oh? I'm sorry, did you hurt yourself? Well, you should really be more careful about where you put your hands...
[And that's when her expression turns dark and she does this:]
And approaching quickly, it seems]
Let's see, next on the list would be...
[And it seems the maid is oblivious to its approach]
Ah! And here we have a real life, genuine maid. You know, I'd never seen one before coming here...
[ why koyomi is narrating his misadventures is unclear, and it's just as unclear what he's doing to begin with. or why he's doing it. ]
[It's about as strange as Sakuya's not noticing the weirdo approaching, though there's kind of a crowd around muffling his strange approach. It seems he's steadily closing the distance with that alluring skirt of every otaku's dream...]
Well then, viewers... I'm about to go where few have gone, but many have dreamed. Enjoy the sight... imprint in onto your minds forever!
[ he would probably be a lot stealthier if he wasn't talking to himself as he did this, but he starts to slide the camera at a low angle to... well, you can probably figure out where this is going. ]
[Low angle doesn't catch that Sakuya finally noticed her bizarre stalker - what it does catch, on the other hand, is a glint of silver right before a knife falls - falls right into Koyomi's hand, leaving a nasty cut]
Ow!
[ that... where exactly did that come from? he stumbles away, dropping his device as he clutches at his hand. well, admittedly a wound like that doesn't mean much to him, and his accelerated healing should take care of it... but still... that was a knife! a knife fell at him! why would she have a knife down there!? ]
[And Sakuya looks back at him finally, giving an eerily serene smile.]
Oh? I'm sorry, did you hurt yourself? Well, you should really be more careful about where you put your hands...
[And that's when her expression turns dark and she does this:]
