#001 [open]

[ceruleanspid8r]

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]

Comments

[fabricates]

Do you really need to ask? It should be obvious that I'm Vriska Serket. Well, I guess other timeline me's can't be as smart as I am. Kind of a shame, but whatever. The original is always the best, after all.

[She feels like she's gone through this too many times. Too many people with her blood, too many duplicates of herself. It's getting kind of old, but she's getting a little better about dealing with it. Until the replacement issues comes around, but that's a crisis for later.]

So what, do you need a run down on this place or can you figure it out yourself??

[ceruleanspid8r]

[A low growl rumbles in her throat as this troll with her face and, apparently, her name speaks in such a mocking tone to her. She's used to being mocked, of course, but being dismissed as not the original was a rather different matter]

That doesn't make sense. I'm Vriska Serket. You know, if this is some weak attempt to try and scare me into behaving it's not going to work. So let's try that one more time, from the top, and with you explaining what you're doing showing up here like you were cloned from me sweeps ago and are only now being brought to my attention.

[She'll get to the tower later. One situation at a time]

[fabricates]

Me showing up here? I've been here way longer than you have, fakey fake! I guess I really do have to explain everything to you. I'm from the alpha timeline, and you're from some offshoot from when Vantas went on his ectobiology spree or whatever.

[She shrugs like it's no big deal and like she's explained this a thousand times and like this Vriska is no more important than some dirt on her shoes.]

[ceruleanspid8r]

[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]

[fabricates]

[You did not just go there??? Vriska pulls her dice out, threading them between her fingers as she slides into a fighting stance. She's got no problems with fucking up a double of herself.]

Wroooooooong, I'm actually telling the truth! It's understandable that you don't believe me. I'd hate to know I was from a doomed timeline if I were you.

[ceruleanspid8r]

[Vriska continues to look not at all threatened. Sure, she has dice herself, but she'd never use them to fight with.]

What the fuck is a doomed timeline?

[fabricates]

[A pity, because these things are pretty fucking badass.]

They're timelines that could have been. But they're all doomed because the only timeline that can sustain is the alpha. Long story short, everyone on doomed timelines die.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Then I guess we got a problem here because unless you're about to tell me you found a way to stop ageing, I'm pretty sure I have a couple of sweeps on you. And I assure you I have no intention of dying just yet.

[fabricates]

I never said the timelines were immediately doomed! Way to jump to conclusions. But trust me on this one, our line is definitely the alpha.

[ceruleanspid8r]

[She's quiet a moment, considering. Mulling over a possibility she's heard from the one other she's come across from her own reality]

Who's your Empress?

[fabricates]

Her Imperious Condescension, of course. Who else would it be?

[She hates all this timeline bullshit. It's too annoying to keep up with all the different ones this tower seems to keep saving.]

[ceruleanspid8r]

[At that, Vriska just laughs.]

Then I'd say we're doing pretty well for a doomed timeline because she hasn't been our Empress for hundreds of sweeps. Possibly even thousands. The Summoner's rebellion saw to that.

[fabricates]

Oh. You're from that timeline. [She pauses, and she grins in amusement.]

That would make you a lowblood, right? What the hell are you bragging for?

[ceruleanspid8r]

[She just smirks at that]

What's wrong with being proud of being a blue? It's not like you can claim much higher status than me. Highest of the low, lowest of the high, either way there's someone looking down on us so why give a shit?

Besides. My best friend is the Grand Premier. Think that gives me a step up on the other blues.

[fabricates]

The difference is that I'm God Tier. No one looks down on me now. I'm the highest of the high out of all the trolls because I'm immortal.

[ceruleanspid8r]

[See how impressed she is. No really]

That's nice. You're still a blue. Just means the highbloods, whoever they may be from your perspective, get to kill you as many times as they like. Which I suspect is remarkably often.

[fabricates]

More like never! You might get killed if you're stupid. But I'm clearly not.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Clearly, if you truly are me. Won't stop them wanting to play with you.

[fabricates]

And it won't stop me from winning. Your point?

[ceruleanspid8r]

You know, you talk a fine game. But words don't mean anything without the action to back them up. Tell you what, why don't you come back to me when you've got something worth showing.

[And she begins to walk off]