SinoAlice Sleeping Beauty's Weapon Stories

[ibarahime]

Cottontail Sword of Languor (Blade)
Animals have the good life. They can sleep whenever they want, wherever they want, and for as long as they want.

They're free, don't have dumb rules to follow, and they don't have to worry about common sense.

Animals are clever, too. They just live wherever they feel most at home.

But they're also helpless. With the help of science, humans can respond to all sorts of deviant weather and environmental changes, but animals...are easily wiped out.

Sword of Languor (Blade)
...peels dlihc ym teL
.peels dlihc ym teL

...flow etihw eht htiw ffo retteb eb dlouw dlihc ym ebyaM

.tsohg a htiw raey a tsomla ti ekam dluoc ehS
.ssergo na htiw keew eno ti ekam dluoc ehS

?ot dlihc siht evig I dluohs ohw ho ohw, hO
—sdrawkcab siht daeR

Blessings of Languor (Heavy)
Do you remember the night you won the championship?

Were you too excited to sleep?

Maybe you dozed off when you heard the birds chirping.

Did I even appear in your dreams that night...
Zzz... (- -*) ...oO (dreaming)

Rake of Languor (Heavy)
[Clam-Digging Days, Day 1]
These clams just won't go to sleep!
They keep pestering me
to tell them what it's like in the Library.

[Clam-Digging Days, Day 2]
When the sun goes down, the clams spit water at me…
And of course I can't get any sleep, because it's freezing!
—Ugh, these clams are two pranks away from being my next meal.

[Clam-Digging Days, Day 3]
Zzz…… Zzz…
Let me sleep, you little brats…
Or I'll make you regret it.

[Clam-Digging Days, Day 4]
"Little Mermaid! Lammy! Wait for us!"
I hate this soggy beach. Sand keeps getting
in my mouth, and these
sea birds won't shut up…… But I guess it wouldn't hurt to stay one more day.

Diffusion Gun of Languor (Projectile)
Rule #1:
I enjoy falling asleep during streams.
If you find yourself lucky, spread the word and make it a trending topic on social media♪

Rule #2:
If I make it to a collab stream, don't forget to praise me! But don't attack me if I don't wake up before it's over!

Rule #3:
Don't expect in person collabs.
Sleep is an everyday affair. Even if I'm up and it's raining, I probably won't go.

But if there's a place that would accept me as I am...
I'm sure it would be wonderful.

Languorous Gun (Projectile)
"Hey there."
"Listen to the dream I had."
How annoying...
But if I let her talk, maybe she'll fall asleep.

"If talking helps you fall asleep, then knock yourself out."
With those words, Sleeping Beauty began to speak in a cheery voice.
"The partridge told me.
He said you were stepping on my dreams, and..."

Sure enough, a few words were all that were needed to put Sleeping Beauty into a deep slumber.
"She looks just like me," I thought, as she let out a gentle yawn.
It's not like I hated her or anything.
Her sleeping form was as warm as could be.

...What were the two Sleeping
Beauties dreaming about?
It was a secret only they could know.

Plushie Gun of Languor (Projectile)
This fluffy outfit is so big and hard to move in! I can't even light my favorite bedtime candles or have yummy herbal tea anymore!

My thorns do help a bit, but they're kinda tiring to control. I can't sleep well with them.

Dorothy used to help me, but then she got bored and left me with Pinocchio somewhere.

Whenever I ask Pinocchio for something, he gets super happy. Huh? Maybe this isn't so bad after all.

Corpse Spear of Languor (Polearm)
When do zombies find time to sleep? Do they even sleep at all?

Just the thought of me turning into a zombie and losing the ability to sleep through the night... It gives me the chills.

Zombie Alice, as a zombie, isn't very smart. But sometimes I can still catch signs of her old self.

If I were to become a zombie and risk infecting others, I'd prefer to die peacefully alone.

Sickle of Languor (Polearm)
I had a feeling that these thorns were nimbler than they looked.

Moving around is tiring, but if I can get the thorns to do all the work for me, I won't have to expend any energy.

Did I just invent something? I'm just like Dorothy!

It's not quite ready yet, but eventually I hope these thorns will finish everything for me.

Spade of Languor (Polearm)
The annoying morning chirps of the birds woke me up. I rubbing my sleepy eyes, I tip-toed around the snoozing Alice and out of the tent.

The scent of last night's fire lingered in the air. I could hear the murmur of a river of in the distance. The tree's branches swayed in the wind. I wanted to sleep a little longer, but this is just as relaxing.

I took in deep breaths, as if breathing new life into me. Mornings like this aren't so bad. It's rather pleasant.

"Waking up in the morning is kinda nice." My words were quickly followed by an exaggerated yawn. "Yaaawn... A nap sounds better though." I smiled imagining Alice shaking her herself awake.

Spear of Languor (Polearm)
Yay!
Tanuki's game is about to begin!

I really like tanu-sleep!
And I hate tanu-wake up!

I really like tanu-sleep!
And all who wake are going tanu-die!

Buuuuuuut I would like to meet you in my dreams!
You smell really nice, like the sun!

Black Staff of Languor (Staff)
When I sleep,
things come to my mind.
Who does that voice belong to?
It is so very calm.

So many things become one.
My mind is so confused.
But the same words keep going round and round.

A terrible sadness.
Water itself stings.
And a door is closed.

You shall play the organ.
And the door of deciet shall open.
Since songs are unaffected by historicity.

Demonic Staff of Languor (Staff)
Is there such a thing as universal "beauty"?

Even the works of renowned painters and sculptors can sometimes escape our understanding.

Just as the perception of facial aesthetics undergoes changes.

Some people may fail to comprehend the beauty of nature or find elegance in mathematical equations. Is it merely a lack of understanding, or does universal "beauty" truly exist within those realms?

Staff of Languor (Staff)
The unknown is scary. The unfamiliar is scary.
That's why people cower from the unknown.

Once, we feared sickness and imagined it was demonic.
Once, we feared the stars so we said they were gods.

Everyone is scared of the unknown.
That is why we discriminate against those different from us.
If only that could be understood.

"Sleep, everyone."
I will show you how tired I am.
Someone will interrupt the sleep.

Flute of Languor (Instrument)
Hey there, little kiddies! I've got a puzzle for you.
Can you find the theme of these here three?

Sharp, slender roses' thorns shaped like bee stingers.
Moisten their stem with a slight press and adrenaline.

A red gushing liquid with the sweet smell of honey.
Lick it up before your clothes get dirty.

April showers bring May flowers.
Let buckets pour down, and paint them all RED!

Guitarrón of Languor (Instrument)
Oooh~　(~ ˙ρ˙ )~
Amigo　♪( ´ω｀q)q "

Yaah~　(~ ˙ρ˙ )~
Amoré　♪( ´ω｀q)q"

All together now!　♪₍₍ q( *＾o＾*)q ⁾⁾♪
Ti Amo　₍₍ ＼(＾ω＾＼) ⁾⁾₍₍ ＼( ＾ω＾ )＼ ⁾⁾₍₍ (＼＾ω＾)＼ ⁾⁾

After the dance~　(-_ゞ)　Skrit-scratch...
Zzzz(｡ -ρ-｡).｡oO

Bedtime Storybook of Languor (Tome)
(-ρ-)zZZZ......?

(-ρ-)zZZZ......?

(-_`)　Skrit-scratch
(-.ゞ Yaaawn
(-ρ-)zzzZZZ......??

(*￣～￣)・・・Prickle

Gaze of Languor (Tome)
Your wish came true due to so many sacrifices.
At the end of this long dream,
what sort of world is left?
Is it a good dream in the end?
Is it a permanent nightmare of suffering?
We have come to hear your sobbing in your final moments.
......
......
...

Case 1
The blood flows from me silently.
It is draining my strength.
My eyes are so heavy.
I want to sleep so badly.

But I have decided.
Slapping myself, I haul my body up.

"I finally understand!
I'll meet plenty of people and together we will sleep...
I have finally realized my true desire.
I'm sorry, but you are the ones who will sleep.
Come, knights!
Feel the thorn of a rose!"

Case 2
"So, I've slept an amount for two, hence I was so tired."

Each time I learn something, I lose another.
Repeating this, I wandered until I finally made it.

I see...
That's how this world came about.

Case 3
How long has it been?
Each time I sleep. Each time...
I can hear that voice.

The answer will come later.

Soon... I will enter through the door

of your deception.

Intent of Languor (Tome)
(-_ゞ)　*SCRATCH, SCRATCH*......
(-.ゞ Mm...... Sleepy.

ROLL, ROLL.* (‥)(: )(¨)( :)(‥) *FLOP.* (o_ _)o
(*_ _).｡oＯZzz......
Aww...... Hmm......　(-ρ-)zzzZZZ
Zzz... (ーー*)。。oＯ(Dreaming)

SMACK, SMACK* (*ﾟ～ﾟ)●ゝ
*SNORE*...... (｡-ρ-).｡o○

Obsidian Languor (Tome)
My dreams are what keep me going in this world.

At bedtime, Mama reads me all sorts of books, each one promising a world of wondrous dreams. And my papa, he shields me from knowing things, so that I never have to experience them in my dreams.

But sometimes, the weight of the world just feels too heavy to bear. Even the sweetest dreams can't replace the bitter realities while I'm awake.

I can't help but feel it's my fault my parents have it hard. But maybe that's just the way life is meant to be. It can't always be rainbows and sunshine.