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Vʀɪsᴋᴀ Sᴇʀᴋᴇᴛ ♏ ᴀʀᴀᴄʜɴɪᴅsGʀɪᴘ ([personal profile] hypertoxic) wrote in [community profile] awashlogs2018-05-03 04:21 pm

MOSTLY OPEN [action & network]

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 [plurk.com profile] 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. ]
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[personal profile] inheritance 2018-06-22 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Izuku's lips tug into a smile, feeling a flash of amusement despite himself.] You're not wrong. [About being an overly emotional dope, he means.]

I...don't know. [He pauses, brows drawing together, before finally admitting--] I didn't really have friends until earlier this year. Sometimes...I'm just not sure how much they're willing to put up with.

[It sounds pathetic, when he puts it that way, but it's always a fear that he's bothering them too much, or just letting them down by not being at his very best 24/7. Izuku knows how much he is willing to handle when it comes to supporting his friends (a lot), but there's always a coil of anxiety in the back of his mind that even the slightest mistake could mean he's not good enough to keep them by his side.

He has to get faster, stronger, better--at what, he doesn't know. He just has to be more than he already is. Somehow.]