towerofanimus | #001 [open]

Characters: AU Vriska and the people who meet her (aka open)
Setting: Dorm 1-13 / Cafeteria / Exploring
Format: Starts action, but will follow
Summary: The tower has another new cerulean blood and she's not happy about it. Note: please specify if you're meeting her in/by her dorm, in the cafeteria or roaming the tower (in which case you get to pick where)
Warnings: Rage and swearing. Violence likely if provoked.

Dorm 1-13
[Anyone who happens to be passing - or to be inside - Dorm 1-13 when Vriska awakes will be treated to a loud, angry scream as she waits rather impatiently for the sleep paralysis to wear off. When she can finally move, there's more swearing as she takes in the unflattering outfit she's wearing. Soon, she'll notice the chest and change into something more appropriate. And it's then she notices the collar - in green, of all colours! Feel free to run into her either in the room or just as she's leaving it.]

Cafeteria
[This is actually Vriska's second visit to the cafeteria. Her last visit ended in the need to throw up so she's back, scowling as she eats some oatmeal and periodically tugging at the collar that just refuses to come off. There's no-one else at her table, though, if you dare approach]

Exploring the Tower
[Once fed, Vriska starts to roam the tower, on the hunt for anyone who can explain what's going on - whether this is a ploy to pull the blue-bloods into line or if something more unusual is afoot. She'll be taking in most of the floors at least in passing, her trusty cutlass in hand, so feel free to run into her anywhere]

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[Man, she really is from his world. He rolls his eyes]

That's not wwhat's goin' on, but wwhatevver. Not like you'd listen to a fisherfolk, evven if he's tryin' to savve you a lot a trouble an' embarrassment.

[It's subtle, but his accent's gotten heavier over the course of this conversation. He turns to leave.]

More like poison. They call it medicine because then we'll actually take it but only thing it cures is something that doesn't need curing.

And where do you think you're going?

[He's right, in that normally she wouldn't listen to him. But she's always been one to play to the side that gives her what she wants, all be it within the social structure she's grown up with]

Maybe there's a leak in your think pan because I'm pretty sure I told you to tell me what you know.

[In an instant, her cutlass is out and pointed towards this other her. Just because she's had to learn a degree of restraint doesn't mean this Vriska has any more patience]

I'm sure you think you're being cute but my tolerance for bullshit is remarkably low right now. I don't want this to end in violence but that's going to need a little less sass from you, child.

[Oh yes, she went there. Two and a half sweeps isn't much but it's enough for current purposes]

[Vriska stares, and makes no move to disguise that she's staring. This one has the same skin-tone, ish, as her room-mate but those ears are throwing her.]

And what the fuck are you supposed to be?

[ They throw everyone, the weird pointy ears. It's okay; Link isn't bothered. ]

... Hylian, not human. We are similar, that is all.

[ Pretty sure she's a troll which is cool really except Link dislikes all the stuff they've heard on this hemospectrum nonsense because that is unfair to everyone all around. ]

Did you just wake up?

[ You kind of have that "wtf is going on" look, Vriska. ]

Oh, good. More pink-skinned aliens I've never heard of.

[She already sounds bored. Similar enough that she doesn't have to worry too much about them or really care]

Little while ago. If you're the welcoming committee you're a little late.

[ Absent shrug! Link's heard it plenty enough by now; no one really knows about their people. ]

Am I? Should I have prepared a celebration for the occasion, in that case? If that's true, then you have my very belated apologies, I'll make sure to be on time in the future.

[ ... Heh the Hero of Time being late that's kind of funny, actually, Link is rather amused. ]

[Mindfang's on her own visit to the cafeteria, poking the thing they call oatmeal, bored eyes glancing over the room before they rest on Vriska, one eyebrow carefully lifting.

The bowl is forgotten as she stands and swaggers her way over, leaning down. The arm isn't missed, Mindfang pitying the girl for a second before moving on] Another Vriska then?

How should I know? Not like I know how things are done around this stupid place. Though if you wanted to throw a celebration I wouldn't blame you - I am a pretty big deal.

[At least in her own mind]

[Vriska looks up, eyes widening at the figure before her. There's no mistaking those horns but she's not going to rush to conclusions here.]

What's that supposed to mean?

[He checks his step, then turns back, his fins tightening and flattening against his face. Why does this always happen to him?]

You don't believve me anywway!

That's not for you to decide. Now, sit. I want to know what you know about this place.

[He wavers for a full thirty seconds. He could just walk away. What's she going to do about it? But in the end he sits down in the seat next to her and glowers at his tray]

It's a towwer full a aliens an monsters, an they do experiments an stuff sometimes.

[The more he wavers, the more she stares at him as though daring him to test her. Because she's not above playing dirty if he steps out of line.

As he sits, however, she relaxes a little]

That's it? Okay. Why?

[Willow runs into her on the stairs, which, while not narrow enough to make it awkward, are close enough quarters that she takes this as a prompt for social interaction.

She's never met this troll before, has she? Any version... and she looks more like Eridan's age. Huh.]

Hi, [she says curiously, and then eyes her cutlass.] On your way to a duel?

Wwho the fuck knowws wwhy. [He picks up his fork and starts to eat] They're assholes, I guess.

And who is this mysterious they? You seem to think this isn't to do with her so who do we have to thank for this?

[More pink aliens. Vriska tenses a little, regards her with suspicion]

That depends. Is that a challenge?

I don't knoww wwho they are. The people wwho run the towwer.

... By her you're meanin' Her Luminescence? She's not here. But the Condesce is here, an also a wwiggler wwho looks exactly like the Luminesce only she thinks she's a lowwblood.

[She frowns at that]

Well that's just...weird. Did I bump my head and fall into Opposite World or something?

If you did, so did I. [Sidelong glance. Well, she hasn't groped him so far or done anything really horrible, so maybe she's not that bad for a blueblood] They'vve got it the right wway around so far as I'm concerned.

[Vriska might have been playing relatively nice so far but she can't help but sneer at that last comment]

You would think that. Must be quite the giddy thrill for you, to go from being nothing to being treated like you own society.

Oh no, no no no. [Willow holds her hands up defensively, but she looks more sheepish than anything.] Me and weapons don't get along.

I just thought it was funny that you'd be running around with a sword out. Are you new, or is something going on?

[She relaxes at the defensive gesture but still seems uneasy]

Not wanting to be caught off-guard by something or someone unknown is not what I'd call funny, but then what do I know about alien humour? You probably think this place is hilarious too, huh?

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and then a week later, I tag this... xD

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Yaaay :D

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better late than never, right? <:

Late? What is this late you speak of?