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

[thelionheart]

Nah, don't worry about it. If I want a new beard I imagine I can grab one from the synthesiser. [His voice is strange, a soft, higher pitched noise escaping his chest than what he's used to. He tries singing.] Do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti... [His voice goes off pitch - unsurprising. He supposes it's akin to having learned an instrument and then playing it again at a different pitch. Everything sounds slightly wrong at first.

He hums.

Perhaps not wrong. His voice is rather nice now, reverberating in his ears. He really wants to record this now.] This is fairly cool.

[lectorisalutem]

How dare you insinuate that I would- I am a natural philosopher! And a physician!

['Gully' is incensed. He goes to the cabinet to get another glass, then water, then puts a sparing amount of the yellow powder in it. He is angrier than he has been in a long while and frankly poisoning Leo doesn't sound that terrible right now, but he has taken an oath.]

Here. [Gulliver offers the glass and glares at his own shoulder.] If you truly believe I am trying to poison you, I'll take a sip first.

[lectorisalutem]

Of course. [He accepts the plate and looks to his robes, then shyly takes a rag from the counter. Usually he just wipes whatever he plans to eat off of on his sleeve, but that wouldn't be very conscientious of him now.]

You are? [Gulliver's eyebrows quirk. As he wipes the dishes, he tries to think of something nice to say to this... not so little boy?] Well, you'll be thankful for your spryness later in life. I suppose.

[That was a strange thing to say, wasn't it? He focuses on the bowl he is drying.]

[likeaplasticbag]

[He looks away, then puts his face onto his forearm. He wants to say it does help but he's just so off-base that nothing comes out. So he just nods, then turns a little so that his face isn't entirely hidden.

Hyun puts his hand on Rhea's arm and half-smiles.]

Can't be prettier than you, though.

[thelionheart]

Whoa now, [Leo holds his hands up, trying to appease the tiny angry man in front of him.] I was kidding. You just seem very...you're a little bit angry today, eh? What's that about?

No, no! [Now he HAS to try this guy's weird drink, if only so he knows he trusts him. Awkward!] No. It's alright, yeah? I'll drink it. No worries!

[Leo takes the glass and drinks down a large gulp, then smiles open mouthed at Gully, just so the other man can be assured that he has drunk some.] Alright?

[thanatosdrive]

What? [Oh. Miach hunches his shoulders a little at the reference to 'later in life'. Should he say anything? Perhaps not. He dunks another plate and gives the man a sideways look, wondering if he should adjust his washing speed to accommodate this helper.]

Yes, perhaps I will. I do not normally feel so energetic, but I suppose these moods take us, on occasion. [He rinses another dish, then a second.] Would you like me to build a pile for you to dry? Or hand them to you directly?

[onemagictrick]

[Issac just assumes that is something all British people like. He gives a nod then pops the door open and steps in, already impatient after a full fifteen seconds of waiting for her to join him.

'This is a bad idea. This is a bad idea. This is a baaaad idea.' His foot taps nervously, but he's already locked in on this adventure.]

So when I meet old Alfie, what should I say to make a good first impression?

[rightest]

[She leaves her hand on his back and buries her face in her arms momentarily, before coming up with a smile. She kisses him on the nose.] Smooth.

[Rhea rolls onto her side, so she's better positioned to hold him, rests her arm over his body.] If you need anything, just send me out to get it. If you want anything...I'll grab it for you. Otherwise, we can just stay here, as long as you want to. Okay?

[rightest]

'Wes hāl, hū gǣþ?', I imagine. [Rhea steps in after him, heart pounding. Wait, were they really doing this? Usually when she brought up visiting Saxons as a hypothetical, it was immediately shot down.] Is this a good idea? It probably isn't, right? How long will we be down there? Not long. I know that.

[She presses her back against the tube of the transporter and reaches for Issac's arm, to hold it. For balance, mainly. But also just to ensure she's not alone on this weird ride. Holy shit, they're going to see Saxons!] Oh my gosh Issac, this is so exciting!

[likeaplasticbag]

You know it.

[Hyun nods slightly and scoots a bit closer to Rhea. He gives a short laugh, then a sigh.] Pretty good excuse to just be lazy, I guess. [Rationalization is the easiest pathway to go down at the moment. He is, well, he is fairly certain that his gender doesn't dictate his personality, but it is still a rather disarming change.

Tentatively, he kisses Rhea on the cheek.] Thanks for being... understanding.

you are crackheads, children

[anemonene]

Then everyone will be making out the whole time! And that's- [Maggie makes a face and turns to look away from Matty] That's gross. Just a liiiiittle mistletoe! So it's special!

[She goes to the synthesizer and starts to make said mistletoe. With a giggle, she tosses a sprig at Matty.]

Don't talk anymore about dead polar bears! It's depressing!

[rightest]

Well, I love you. [The scooting is nice. She uses her other arm to cushion her head and smiles at him, pulling him close with her other arm.] I mean, understanding, that's all part of love, right?

[She smiles at him. She sort of wants to work out who's taller than who. And who has bigger hands. Who has bigger feet? Instead, she kisses Hyun on the forehead.] You're very handsome, still. But I'd love you, whatever form you were in.

[whythesparkles]

But then how will I receive the optimum number of kisses?

[He catches the sprig and immediately begins to attempt to fasten it to his hat.]

I will not. Okay! What else is there to talk about???

[anemonene]

Oh. Yeah. H-ha. [She mumbles nervously, hugging herself and trying to ignore the new muscle and fat distribution. Her bra is... digging uncomfortably into her ribs while flapping around uselessly a few inches higher, but Pearle is too bashful to take her shirt off, even like this.

Her eyebrows shoot up when Leo- well, when Leo starts to sing. A second later, she gives another weak giggle.] You don't think it's creepy? I m-mean, you don't look creepy or anything, just it's... n-not normal. Really not normal. 'Cause generally I'm used to things being... l-less than n-normal...

[anemonene]

You better w-watch it. You might catch herpes! [Maggie giggles and runs to jump on a chair to try to fasten the other sprig of mistletoe to the ceiling.]

Living polar bears! Narwhals! P-penguins! Leopard seals! Living arctic and antarctic animals who didn't- who haven't- who aren't b-bleeding on bottles! There's loads to talk about!

[brightlywound]

[Laughing, Marnie tossed the hair from her face.] Positive. Who would trust me with a spaceship, after all? My brother wouldn't even teach me how to drive the car. [This really isn't what you want to hear from the person who holds your life in the palm of her hand, but Marnie said it flippantly and moved on, swiveling to face forward once more.]

Stands to reason that since we don't really have a destination, Captain is taking us through the asteroid belt because something really good is on the other side. I wonder what...

[brightlywound]

[Marnie laughs, pressing the back of one of her hands to her mouth.] It's alright. Not quite as flattering as it would have been were you not under the influence, but... Don't worry. I think the green powder makes you embarrass yourself in front of everyone. Captain could come strolling along and you'd turn into a smooch-monster over him. [She widened her eyes in mock horror.] Can you even imagine?

[It had been a long while since she'd kissed anyone, but it wouldn't do to take advantage at a time like this. At a time like any time, really. Best to just focus on tea and smile to herself over how cute and flustered Elsa is.]

[giving35percent]

[Shit. Is she supposed to have a ticket? Utterly confused, he gives an exaggerated shrug and does his best to not be sick all over the place.] Performance anxiety. Happens to the best of us, am I right? [Falling back on weak jokes is his go-to defense mechanism.]

So how come neither of us know where we are? I mean... I think I know where I am, but it also doesn't feel like I am where I think I am. Y'know?

[giving35percent]

Nope. Don't speak German. It makes me nervous, for some reason. [he says as flatly as possible. At the moment, Rhea is like a tiny car crash, possibly a train wreck. He can't make himself look away, but he doesn't particularly want to keep watching, either. As he's about to suggest getting her a cup of coffee to sober her up, Dmitri realizes that coffee is the very last thing this girl needs.

As they near the playground, he grimaces.] I'm not going for a run with you. And don't fucking come at me with a bat. Jesus Christ. Is this what's under the surface all the time and your usual dowdy librarian persona just holds it all in?

[lectorisalutem]

[Oh, that smile is simply so patronizing. Gulliver takes a sharp breath through his nose and folds his arms across his chest.] When last I checked, exhibiting the full spectrum of human emotions was not a crime worthy of an interrogation. If I am not at my most pleasant, then I must beg your forgiveness. [His words are polite enough, but the tone screams 'Fuckyoufuckyoufuckyoouuuu'. In the back of his mind, he is wondering where this sudden hostility came from. Generally, he likes Leo. He has no cause to be so cross with him. But here he is, wondering what the man's face would look like with his fist squarely in the center of it.]

[lectorisalutem]

[Gulliver blinks a few times, then nods. Strange to think he's the one holding them back.] A pile might be for the best, thank you. I'm rather a slow and steady sort of fellow...

[There is something strange about this boy, and not just the elevated level of energy. He can't quite put his finger on it, but it's there all the same. If only they were off this ship, then he might be able to read his humoural signature. With a sigh, he picks up another dish and begins to dry it.]

What does- What does your sister like to eat? [He ought to try to make conversation. If nothing else, this would be a good way to practice.]

[thelionheart]

[Leo rubs his stomach idly, wondering if he still has a six pack. His body fat percentage is low specifically to show his ab muscles at their most defined - single digits - and that's dangerous levels for a woman. He flexes his arms, wishes he has calipers. Measurement would be useful, right around now, something scientific to take the edge off the fucking weird. Some kind of explanation.]

Uncanny? I think that's it. Like...I know I'm me, but sometimes I move and? [He shrugs.] It's not me moving. My body moves in ways I'm not used to it moving. You know? [If he doesn't call it creepy, maybe it won't be creepy?]

[whythesparkles]

Nooooooo!!!!! [No?] No! I will kiss only the cleanest ladies!

[Matty isn't sure what to do, so he paces back and forth.] And I will COOK. I will cook a million things! What should I cook first? I will start with, [he spins on the spot.] CAKES. Yes! I will begin with the most exquisite cakes in the world!

[With that he storms towards the pantry.]

LEOPARD SEALS ARE CREEPY, [he calls over his shoulder. How's that for a conversation?]

[likeaplasticbag]

[Hyun closes his eyes and gives a wide grin. Honestly, he doesn't know how to parse love into separate parts, he just knows when he feels it. And he feels it now.]

Yeah? [he opens one eye and smirks up at Rhea.] Wait til I accidentally drink the powder that turns me into an eight foot tall octopus. You're gonna eat those words then, Jones.

[constantasthenorthernstar]

[That REALLY isn't what Mari wants to hear from the person holding her life in the palm of her hand. Her eyes bug out and there's a moment where you can see the gears turning in her head as she whispers 'oh god' to herself. Oh sweet lord.

Mainly to stop herself from physically wrestling Marnie away from the controls while shouting 'CAPTAIN TAKE THE WHEEL' (she can already tell that won't end well), Mari locks her hands behind her back and prowls around behind Marnie, trying to work out what to do. The person who just steered them through a field of FLOATING SPACE ROCKS doesn't know how to drive. Even Mari can drive a car! She thinks. No, she knows. Right? Hmm. Well, it's probably easy. She's definitely driven something before.] Why didn't your brother teach you how to drive?

[Yeah okay. Like the crazy ship has anything other than torturing them in mind.] Probably. But probably not. I don't think he has a plan.