Clothing of the Future [Polarus] Feb 27, 2020 17:08:11 GMT -6
Post by Zriracha on Feb 27, 2020 17:08:11 GMT -6
Current PL: 53,000
Currently, in the bustling north within one of the more technologically advanced cities, Zriracha was enjoying a leisurely walk – her intent to look for a park to her preference to do a little scheming. Nothing too terrible, since her goal was hardly within the scope of ‘evil’ anymore, but the Demon never snubbed her nose at a little fun. However, she was running into a few… issues.
Standing stock still, eyes wide in awe, Zriracha dressed in her human ‘skin’ known as ‘Zira’ was stuck staring at what was an absolutely massive machine. It had to be at least six or seven of her in height and four or five of her in length. Upon the machine were the words ‘Dress-O-Matic’ and it offered a very simple yet nearly impossible to read instructions. Thankfully, there were pictures. “Wha-Huh?” She narrowed her eyes at the little pictures of a person dressed poorly outside of the machine, then they apparently went in, and then came out wearing much better clothes. “How… fascinating,” She was holding her chin, contemplating the risks to attempting to utilize this machine.
Before she could come to a decision, a rather slovenly young Human girl rushed passed her and into the machine, yelling a quick ‘Sorry, in a hurry!’ before she closed the door behind her. ‘Zira’ cocked her head to one side, blinking with confusion, before she took a few steps back at the sudden noise the machine made. “Is it killing her?” She questioned, lowered in a stance just in case it had the same idea for her.
It was only when the noises ceased, and the doors opened did ‘Zira’ give a mystified gasp. She was wearing nearly the same outfit as her? She gaped at the Human as she passed by, intrigued by this mortal version of materialization, before she looked back at the machine with a serious expression, a bead of sweat rolling down her cheek…