MOSTLY OPEN [action & network]

[hypertoxic]

WHO: Vriska Serket and YOU, plus some closed prompts.
WHERE: All over, really.
WHEN: May 2nd for the prompts in the body of the post, but I'll probably also put up closed headers for the rest of May and use this as a catch-all log as well.
WHAT: Vriska's been a statue for a month. She's going to wake up confused and deeply unhappy. Please hit me up at heartfuls for plotting if you'd like to plan a specific thread, i am 100% open to anything!!
WARNINGS: A foul mouth and an upset teenage disaster with god powers. Anything can happen if you just believe??


[ CLOSED to Minato ]

[ She wakes up.

... first of all. She wakes up, when she doesn't need to sleep and doesn't remember trying to go to sleep. With no real clear idea of why or how or what the fuck, she just kind of abruptly comes back to herself while standing on her feet.

She is so baffled by this state of affairs that it takes her a second to notice the ... rest. The rest, which is: 1) like two blankets wrapped around her, 2) a sign hanging off her neck??, and 3) her hair feels DISGUSTING, why IS that.

Never once in her life and death has Vriska been okay with losing control. And the dawning realization that some Really Weird Shit Must Have Happened without her even knowing does not exactly make her happy. Her expression undergoes an amazing transformation from blank confusion to apoplectic rage in record time. ]

.... Minato? MINATO? [ shrill. very shrill. and loud. she at least recognizes that she's outside their hive when she looks up and boy he better have some kinda answers. ]


[ OPEN to all ]

[ The answers are not satisfying, regardless of what they actually are.

Whenever her talk with Minato ends she'll end up going towards the center of town because it's the best place she can think of to yell at the largest possible number of people all at once. ]

WHAT the FUCK is WRONG with this FUCKING TOWN? I HATE THIS FUCKING TOWN! WHAT THE FUCK!

[ YOU. yes you. god, why did you walk past her range of vision, that was a mistake. ]

EXPLAIN.

[ ... explain what. she doesn't specify, instead just pointing furiously at your face, so, like, take that as you will? ]


[ NETWORK open to all, #005682 ]

I HATE THIS ST8PID AWFUL TRASH HEAP PI8CE OF SHIT 8ULLSHIT TOWN!!!!!!!!
There is 8IRD SHIT in my H8IR and I swear to god I am going to FUCKING KILL whoever 8rought us here!!!!
DXXXX UGH!!!!!!!!

[ did you think she was done yelling. because no. she's not done.

vriska serket is never done yelling. ]

Comments

[hypertoxic]

[ dON'T MAKE FUN OF HER SHE'S CONGESTED FROM CRYING :(

why can ghosts get congested? no one knows. ]

I can, but I don't need to. It's part of the fun of being a ghost, you see.

[ drawled, at least a little, but her mood is improving, bit by bit. she will throw herself into one of the seats and curl up in the tiniest possible ball she can contort her body into. ]

[messianic]

[Vriska... She can, but she doesn't need to, but...]

Are there certain kinds of food that you like?

[That's what he's getting at here. Sometimes, having a nice meal can be a good mood booster too.]

[hypertoxic]

[ stares at him, for a moment.

something about the shape of her expression changes. she doesn't smile or anything, but the lines of her face soften, a little. ]

Sure, but I don't think it's anything we have here. Trolls have pretty different diets from humans. Seriously, I'm okay.

[messianic]

[...Well, for now he'll take that; this isn't an interrogation session, after all. Instead, all he offers up is:]

I'll ask you about it later, then.

[He's!! Determined!! To feed her!!

Though for now, as promised:]

Let's see... it's been about a month, so... I guess you missed our shadows trying to eat us.

[hypertoxic]

I missed-- what.

[ minato. ]

[messianic]

Our shadows?

[Yeah, just...roll with it. He gestures to his shadow, being an innocent shadow on the ground.]

They were playing tricks on us to try to stress us out or hurt us. If they succeeded enough...they would eat the person who they were the shadow of.

I'm kind of relieved you missed that, honestly.

[hypertoxic]

[ Somewhat despite herself Vriska leans slightly over to stare at whatever shadows fall across the floor, but especially her own and Minato's, before looking up at him with deep incredulity. Not that she doubts him, just, wtf? ]

... I ... guess I'm also relieved I missed it? What the fuck. You didn't get eaten, did you?

[messianic]

No, no... I'm fine. I was fine.

[He's at least quick to reassure Vriska of that. After all, it was just that other people got eaten in front of him.]

Don't worry. There was just a lot going on, that's all... sometimes, it really does seem like weird and dangerous things happen in this town.

[hypertoxic]

Good, [ she says, like he'd be in trouble if he wasn't fine.

idly she chews on one of her nails, taking a moment to snort at poor minato. ]

Sometimes? Please. This town is a death trap waiting to happen, and we're all just squealing little rats caught in the snare!

[messianic]

[He would not put it past her to get him in trouble for not being fine. Vriska's just that sort of person.

But also, that's...]

Isn't that kind of a grim way to look at it...?

[He shakes his head quietly.]

I think, sometimes...that this place reminds me of a cry for help.