like you need to breathe

[fabricates]

Characters: Vriska Serket [OU] and YOU!
Format: Action but I'll match!
This log is: open
Location: EVERYWHERE. First prompt will be locked to her roommates but the second one is open to everyone.
Summary: Vriska's woken up from her sleep coma and is ready to fuck some shit up. Aka figure out how long she's been sleeping and what's been going on while she's been wasting time her blanket cocoon.
Warnings: Vriska is a warning all her own. Probably just language, maybe some violence idk.

Black 1-B

[She feels like she's been sleeping forever. Like she didn't spend a couple of hours just tossing and turning before she calling it a day's sleep and getting back up to move around. Dare she say she might actually be rested? That's suspicious. So she's up, sitting on her human sleeping square to look around the room. Maybe someone is present to interrogate for answers?]

Everywhere Else (specify!)

[Vriska's wandering out and about to check out what she's missed. Feel free to run into her or bug her! But be wary, she's looking a little annoyed.]

Comments

[pennypincher]

[ Lemina is out on the town looking for some good deals on clothing. So far she hasn't found anything she's willing to part with her hard-earned raks for, but it's not for lack of trying!

When she spots Vriska coming into the store she's in at the moment, she gives her a quizzical look. ]

How many of you weird troll people are there?

[fabricates]

[Vriska stops, eyes narrowing a little before she flicks her hair over her shoulder.]

A lot less than there are you humans, unfortunately. We're the superior race, after all.

[pennypincher]

[ Oh, is that how she wants to play it? Lemina narrows her eyes and turns her nose up in a huff. ]

Yeah, right. Can you even use magic?

[fabricates]

[Two can play this haughty game.]

Magic is fake. Besides, I've got something better.

[pennypincher]

Better than magic? Unless you're talking about money, you're bluffing.

MY LOVEEEEEEEEEEEE

[knightime]

[Holy shit. He hasn't seen you in awhile. Dave was just leaving the cafeteria, a plate of food to carry up to the roof or something. He won't go to his room at the moment since there's a corpse of his roommate in there. That was fairly awkward to walk in on suddenly.

He's actually surprised to see Vriska though. She had been out for quite awhile...]

[fabricates]

God tier. Immortality, with a few limitations.

[Limitations she hit, but no one needs to know about that.]

[pennypincher]

God tier?!

[ BOGGLES. Like Lucia? Or. What? ]

Are you serious?!

MY DARLINGGGGGGGG

[fabricates]

[Food was definitely a thing she wanted. It'd obviously been a while, if the growling of his stomach is any indication. So she's stalking towards the cafeteria when she sees him.

Oh right, she's probably missed a ton of ASL lessons while she was out too. Damn. She contemplates saying hi in ASL just to make sure she still can, but settles for using her voice just to be a dick.]

Hey Strider.

[fabricates]

That's right! You're looking at a god right here. Better than your fakey fake magic, right?

[Preening tbh. And definitely fluttering those wings of hers.]

[pennypincher]

Hey! Just because I can't use it here doesn't make it fake, you know!

And-- I don't know about that. I killed a god before I got here. [ With her friends' help. And another god. But. Whatever. ]

[fabricates]

Then they weren't very immortal, were they? Gods don't just die you know. There's rules about that kind of thing.

[pennypincher]

Really? 'Cause he definitely died. What kind of rules?

[fabricates]

It has to be a heroic or just death. So you either die because you deserve it for using your god-dom wrong after achieving it or through sacrifice.

[pennypincher]

Oh. That would explain it. Because Zophar was a mega-meanie who was trying to destroy the world.

I couldn't resist.

[goodboybestshot]

[Still really new to this place, Jake is kind of wandering around wide-eyed at everything he sees in town. He is just not used to the concept of civilization.]

[Bother the strange dapper John look-a-like?]

[fabricates]

Just death then. Yeah, that'll do it. Sucks to be him!

yes excellent

[fabricates]

[Bother she will! Since she hasn't actually seen John yet, and from the back this kid kind of looks like him.

She's used to having to round him to see his face before talking though, if it's the John from her school. When she does just that she's in for a surprise.]

Who the hell are you?

[pennypincher]

So you're really like him and Lucia? Are all of you trolls like that?

[goodboybestshot]

[Startled, Jake steps back at the sudden appearance of ... oh. Oh. He's not sure. She's certainly blue and. Um. he just kind of blinks stupidly. Something about her is making his head feel fuzzy like anything he seems to have forgotten does. Wow, why is that? Has he met her before? He can't imagine how.]

I-- That's- Hello. Jake English. Who are you?

[fabricates]

Nope, you have to earn it. You've got to gain all the levels to even get close to achieving it. Humans can too, I guess. Egbert made it.

[pennypincher]

Huh... [ Come to think of it, no one ever mentioned where the gods in her world came from. ] I don't know who that is. So if I got to level 99 I'd have a shot at it?

[ Video game terminology: Only for use in threads with ridiculous casts. ]

[fabricates]

Doubt it! Unless you played Sgrub, there's no chance of you making God Tier. That's how we did it. Well, there was more to it, obviously. But who knows, I don't know how your world works.

[Best cast conversations tbh.]

[pennypincher]

Oh. I have no clue what that is. Darn. I'll have to ask...

[ Ask Lucia? Why does she get the feeling that won't be possible? She should be... ]

Dang it! Stupid memories...! Anyway, that does sound pretty cool, but I still think my magic's probably better. When I can actually use it.

[fabricates]

[Boy does this kid look a lot like John. Is this timeline shenanigans going on? Maybe it's something after her death.

Well, she doesn't really want to think about that so she shoves it to the back of her mind and instead rolls her eyes a little impatiently.]

Do you stutter enough? All I did was ask for your name, geez. The name's Vriska Serket.