#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

[ceruleanspid8r]

[Well that's odd. But not overly unexpected after her conversations in the cafeteria.]

If Eridan's the fin-face I ran into before then yeah, we're from the same world.

[guiltapalooza]

That's him. But could you ix-nay on the insulting nicknames? He's my boyfriend, and I'd be obligated to get all huffy at you.

[Clearly a dire threat.]

[ceruleanspid8r]

[Oh yeah. She's shaking at that threat, Willow. Real threatened here]

Please. That's not even me trying to be insulting. If that's the worst he's ever been called then he's pretty blessed for a sea dweller.

[guiltapalooza]

I know that, but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it. That's why I was telling you in advance, [she stresses.]

[ceruleanspid8r]

[She rolls her eye at that]

Fine, jeez. Honestly I don't care enough to come up with anything worse because, wait for it, he's actually not important enough for me to think about all too often.

[guiltapalooza]

That's fine with me. If I have to hear one more person tell me that they're superior because of their blood color, I might have to smack 'em.

[ceruleanspid8r]

That's troll culture for you. Doesn't matter which way the spectrum runs, certain bloods are superior by default. And either way the blues get shafted, which means I'm superior despite my blood colour I guess.

[Modesty? What's that?]

[guiltapalooza]

[Being arrogant naturally is a different case than being arrogant because you're racist. One of them is just annoying and not morally reprehensible.

And Willow's starting to get the hint that it's just how Vriska is.] Humans have something similar, and it's a big problem for us, too. But it's technically illegal in my country-- you can get in serious trouble if you discriminate against someone like that. So I just... hate hearing that you guys have to deal with it all the time.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Yeah well, aren't you lucky getting a choice in the matter. Us, we can either sit and whine about it or we can accept it and figure out how to make it work for us.

[guiltapalooza]

There's no need to get sassy with me, missy. You know I'm on your side with the how unfair it is.

At least while you're here, things are different.

[ceruleanspid8r]

[Did she just call her missy? Wow, no wonder she considered fin-face an insult]

Not really? Or do you mean because I'm supposed to defer to the purples instead of the reds and golds? Because I've never been that good at deferring to begin with.

[guiltapalooza]

[Willow was totally serious about missy.]

No, but it's a lot harder to enforce here. Not that they don't try to enforce it, but there's a lot less back up here. And I know of at least one person aside from myself that won't put up with needless violence to start with.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Right. Well forgive me if I don't rush to take your word on that one. Just because they haven't been able to strike yet doesn't mean they're not planning to.

[guiltapalooza]

I'm not saying you're safe. That'd be stupid-- no one's ever really safe. [Got a little cynical there.]

I'm just saying, maybe... it might not be so bad.

[ceruleanspid8r]

I'll believe that when I see it. Meantime just means I gotta watch both ends of the spectrum because now it's a fucking roulette as to where I stand in relation to them.

Still don't get where you non-trolls fit in.

[guiltapalooza]

We don't. Just think of us as exceptions.

And hey, unlikely as it is, I'll keep my fingers crossed that things are better here for you than at home, at least in this respect. No one's pushing drugs on you, anyway. [Unless that's what's in their collars... welp.]

[ceruleanspid8r]

Well, if we ignore that they left me the pills to begin with. Shows how much they know, whoever "they" happen to be.

[She paces a little and then, because she can't help but be curious and, well, for a weird pink alien at least this one speaks sense, she asks:]

So humans have different blood colours too?

[guiltapalooza]

That was the tower people, not the... highbloods, though. [She seems very reluctant about using that word, but gives in for expediency's sake.] I think they just have a very, very awful sense of humor about what they leave people.

--No, humans all have the same blood color. Bright red, though actually it's blue in our veins, the oxygen just makes it red when it hits the atmosphere. [I hope you wanted some science-related babble there.] When we get prejudiced it tends to be about skin color, which can be anything from the pinkish I am to a dark brown. We're a lot less rainbow-y on the whole.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Well if being stuck here in the first place is any indication of their sense of humour I can't say I'm entirely surprised.

[Okay, that is a new one on her and she looks very much confused]

Okay, how does that even work? Ignoring the fact that you have the blood of the Messiah or however it is we're supposed to regard the Signless and his non-spectrum descendent, your blood colour is your blood colour. Except, I guess, when it's not...wait but how does that work with other stuff? Isn't that all the same colour as your blood too?

[guiltapalooza]

What other stuff and why would it be the same color as my blood?

[Oops, they're confusing each other. But there's a fast way to explain the first part of this confusion, and Willow pushes up her sleeve and holds out her arm expectantly.] Here, look. Some of it looks blue. I don't remember the exact explanation why-- I didn't take biology.

[ceruleanspid8r]

Well, you know. Like how it normally shows around the eyes, or if you're enough of a wuss to cry. Or if you're knocking pails with someone.

[Wow, nice topic for a first conversation, no? But she's soon distracted by the biology part]

Well that's just...weird.

[guiltapalooza]

Oh! Yeah, I have seen that. But that doesn't turn out, um, our blood color. Actually our eye color has nothing to do with our blood color. See? Mine are greenish.

There's something satisfying about being so thoroughly unclassable on the hemospectrum, to be frank.

[ceruleanspid8r]

[She comes just close enough to be able to see that]

Oh yeah. Man, you pink aliens are all about the rainbow, aren't you?

[guiltapalooza]

Some of us more than others, [she says, even though she knows that Vriska can't possibly get the joke.]

So before I forget, I want to warn you. [Her expression suddenly turns serious, frowning.] There's one troll in particular you should look out for, named the Grand Highblood. I think he's... a subbjuggle-something? I don't remember the word. But he murders people right and left, just for looking at him wrong.

He's been the biggest problem here that I've run into.

[ceruleanspid8r]

[At the warning, Vriska simply stares. And stares a little more]

He can't be here. He's dead.