The Amended Powders Meme

[makeyourownkindofmusic]

1 - Tag in with your character
2 - Tag another character with a color of your choosing or generate one with RNG.
3 - Make a mess.

1- Pink is alcoholic, best described as freeze-dried whiskey.
2- Orange tastes like blackcurrant juice. It also gives you an amazing amount of energy.
3- Blue tastes like chocolate milk. Drink it and you'll become a child.
4- Red tastes sort of malty, and will make the drinker feel suddenly veeerrry sleepy. They'll be able to explore the dreams of those around them.
5- Purple tastes of orange juice, and will switch your sex.
6- Green just basically makes you want to have sex.
7- Yellow gives you the urge to fight anyone you see and tastes like a big dollop of Vegemite dropped in a glass of water.
8- Brown is Felix Felicis. It tastes like root beer, but makes everything come up Milhouse.

Comments

[constantasthenorthernstar]

That's whiskey. [Mari is collecting books. Anything that looks like it might be to do with medicine or folklore, anything she hasn't seen before. There's a collection of them, in a backpack she's carrying.] It's going to get you drunk. Have fun with that.

[isnteasilywon]

Chickenshit it is.

[SooYun finishes her drink and goes to the bar to make another.] If I wanted an informed opinion, I'd ask an astrophysicist or an engineer, not... whatever you are. I wanted to know what your gut tells you. So I'll ask again. Are we going home [she takes a gulp, anticipating the answer] or not?

[thelionheart]

Ouch.

[Leo rests his cue against the snooker table and puts his hands on the edge, his back to the baize, watching her drink.] I'm a musician. So, no. Unless you've got the keys to the ship.

[allmystarsaligned]

Well. It would be embarrassing to back down now. I'll drink half, alright? Just in case you change your mind. Though there is a lot of powder left over. Ha! Sounds like I'm stalling. I suppose I am.

[Rayna closes her eyes and, for some reason, pinches her nose with her free hand.] Don't let me do anything stupid.

[She takes a swig and gives an approving smile. Tastes nice enough.]

[rightest]

[Three pinks down, time for some more. With a skip in her step Rhea heads for the kitchen for more. She's at the stage where it feels like her head might roll off her shoulders, but not enough yet to be completely drunk.]

Hello Sanna. More pink for me, please, if you're pouring.

[thorson]

Alright. [Ull puts out a hand to steady her, just in case she grows down too far and becomes...what? A baby? Would that be possible? He swallows and looks at the liquid. Maybe it depends on how much you drink. Maybe he should run and get Iris. Once upon a time he had looked after what had felt like the world in Odin's place. Looking after a child should be simple. But he is afraid that this will not go as planned.

Will it even work? Ull shuts his eyes tight when he thinks he sees her start to shrink. What if she becomes an embryo? Or just a ball of cells?] How are you?

the closest i have to an ali

[thelionheart]

Pink.

[allmystarsaligned]

[It's been a long time since she's bitten someone. Rayna remembers the mania that overtook Alexander when he started feeding from humans. She rationalizes it as his guilt getting the best of him, but there are some vampires who swear that, like lions, once one of their kind gets a taste for human blood, they'll settle for nothing less. Rayna is a few off comments from seeing if those vampires are full of shit.

She's small, but with a deep breath and the straightening of her posture, she seems much more imposing. It's clear from the way she clutches the back of her chair that Rayna is furious, even if her face doesn't give away much.] I knew. I threw him out of his own house. They hanged him a few weeks later. Hanging is much more painful than being shot.

[She's put so much effort into not thinking about Duncan. Into not thinking about her boys. She lets go of the chair and instead grabs the front of Mari's shirt and pulls her forward.] I was glad for it. But if you ever mention the father of my children again, I'll rip your throat out.

[constantasthenorthernstar]

No. [It's true, there's always a chance the bones in your neck will hold and you'll be slowly strangled as you swing from that rope. There's also the chance that your neck will snap, that death will be quick...But being shot by an arrow or a crossbow bolt...more than likely it won't kill you immediately. You'll suffer for days, sometimes, feeling your blood drain out, feeling the muscles deaden and die as you do too.

Mari puts her hands on Rayna's shoulders, full of bitter vindication.] Oh please, I was the feeding post for a werewolf for years. You don't scare me.

[anemonene]

No. Just wanted something grape-y... [she mumbles as she crouches down beside him, keeping a safe distance. It's somewhat comforting to not be alone in this. Pearle forces a half smile.]

You do that? P-play with them? [She giggles, then covers her mouth with one hand. There's a reason most men don't giggle...] Wonder what would happen if you put them all in one- in one- one glass. You'd prolly just ex-p-plode. [She can't help it. Pearle gives another nervous giggle.]

'just doing it'

[thistornadolovesyou]

Guess you had to be there... [she says and rolls her eyes. Tucking her feet up on the sofa, Hana's about to snatch the remote away from Ullr when he brings up porn. Slowly, she draws her hand away.]

Well, it's sorta like a nature documentary... [pause] Maybe you should steal one of the suites and watch that in private, though. I, erm, don't want to be a third wheel.

[thelionheart]

[Leo backs up against the sofa at the giggle and then puts a hand to his lips and giggles himself. Even in his current body, it sounds weird. This is awful. Maybe he'd get used to it, given enough time (there are things he is curious about, things about the opposite sex that might be useful to know) but right now, on his first try, he just wants to have his beard back.

He probably looks like fucking Princess Merida...]

All of them? It might be fun...maybe...if I get bored enough. I mean. Maybe. There's not much else to do around here, is there? [Um...] You wouldn't happen to know if there's a cure...? Cure isn't the right word. A way to turn back?

[thorson]

Third wheel? But it would only be you and me. That would make you a second wheel. Second wheels are only an issue on unicycles. [He looks down, and then up again. And then down and up again, and back at the TV so he doesn't have to look at Hana.]

Do you...are you familiar with the, ah, green powder?

[onemagictrick]

[He stares at Matty for a few seconds, then takes the liberty of pouring him another drink. He'll be sure to scour the kitchen for all hangover remedy ingredients tonight.]

Consider me schooled. But, hey, for shits and giggles, why don't you show me what an advanced course looks like? [Issac leans forward, rubbing his thumb against the nail of his index finger.] If you don't mind.

[giving35percent]

[Well, if it isn't Frosty the Snowbitch. He can only see her head and shoulders, but Dmitri would know that posture anywhere. He snorts, strolling towards Amata's chair.]

You keep following me like this, Soto, and I'm going to press charges.

[likeaplasticbag]

No. Thanks. You don't have to... [He goes to flop face first onto the bed.] I'll just stay here until it wears off [Hyun mumbles into the bedspread. He lifts his chin a second later and scowls.] Why do we even have that powder?

[thistornadolovesyou]

[She laughs. That's all. She's usually much better at flirting. She's usually disarmingly forward, which certain people really go for. But right now the word cloud of her brain has a large, bolded 'FUCK' at its center.

Pushing her hair back, Hana nods. Wrong again. Eventually she's going to have to answer him or get up and leave.]

Could we not meet yet? I'm not at my best. A little distracted. [She reaches for her drink and gulps the rest of it down when she realizes, yes, she's being forward, but not in a sexy way.] Usually much better at talking to handsome men...

[The word cloud is now just a bunch of interconnected 'fuck's in various fonts.]

[umehime]

[She knows when the air's been let out of Richie's tires. They've been friends long enough that she also knows not to pester him about it. Umeka takes a deep breath and leans her head against his upper arm.] Not in the least. Though it does seem thoroughly unreal, like we've gone through a portal or are sharing a mass hallucination. Or it could be like that time half of Countshire was sucked into a horror survival game...

[willtomeaning]

What?

[She looks curiously at his drink, too, even though she is mixing her own pink powder drink.] Are you saying pink is alcohol?

[willtomeaning]

[She grins.] Yes! That's amazing. I didn't know you were so good at billiards, brother.

[willtomeaning]

[Airmed has come to check on the herbs she's planted, and she is surprised to see Issac there, indiscriminately ripping plants out. He isn't near her patch of plants yet, but...

She is worried.]

Um, are you okay? Do you need some help?

[rightest]

[She sits next to him on the bed and then lies down on her front next to him, a hand rubbing his back.] I don't know. I guess the living spaceship gets bored. I think you're beautiful. If that helps.

[beforewewerebrittle]

You think I'm handsome? Thank you! [Richie leans forward a bit, reaches out to shake her hand.] Richie. My name's Richie. Richard Kerr, actually. Richie to my friends.

[Is she...alright?] Do you need a hand?

[beforewewerebrittle]

[Richie shudders.] I think I was away for that. I didn't start classes until that autumn. Thank heavens. And Aidan never talked much about it. He doesn't talk much about the things that matter. But I don't think I wanted to know about the horror thing anyway. Or the portals.

adam could try to take care of a baby

[willtomeaning]

[Everything is green and beautiful! Her herbs are mature, the healing creams she made came out perfect, she found the book she wanted in the library in under a minute, so she feels like she can do anything!

She feels like she can make something other than an ice cream sundae and it won't come out bland! In the kitchen, Airmed gets to work. The scallions are cut evenly and neatly. Currently, she is peeling a potato, and miraculously or luckily, her potato peel is still in tact as she turns the potato in her hand.]

Wow, I'm doing great!