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

[queenofquiet]

[She claps to herself as the record player in the bar goes to the next track. Nora is elated. All this future music is so- well, so danceable! She takes a sip of her pink drink and hops around in a circle.]

Is this what it's always like where you're from? [she lets out a quiet squeal and takes Leo's hands in hers.] I never get to dance at home!

[thelionheart]

I've never actually played Yahtzee! [Leo stands up too, ready to rush to Pearle's side if she falls before suddenly remembering - oh shit, what could he do? There's a size difference here that he's not used to. He sits back down, feeling a little embarrassed.]

I'm flipping fantastic at Pictionary though. If you've ever wanted someone to recreate Jaws with stickmen, I'm your man.

[brightlywound]

[She does her best to not sound too confrontational.] At least we tried. I mean... I never have, but you can't judge a generation because we failed when you made no effort at all. Love matters. And if it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. But a few years of love is better than marrying someone you don't care a whit about because it might get you some money.

I wouldn't say that. [Marnie especially won't say that because Mari is technically dumb. And that would be cruel.] I would say you're just... doubting yourself. You could find someone who loves you. And you should never deprive yourself of that prospect.

[anemonene]

[With a laugh, she pushes Leo away.] I'll c-crush you. So, y'know, don't worry about b-being chivalrous or anything. I guess... I'm the gentleman?

[Pearle scratches at her beard and goes to pick up the Yahtzee box. She smirks.] I want to win. So no Pictionary.

[notthejerkbag]

You made it worse. [WOW she didn't mean to say that so bluntly...but. Well. All that 'Darling' stuff and the 'I'd follow you'...This girl is a monster.]

I'mgoingnowgoodbye.

[and with that she turns very sharply and walks off. Oh boy, she is not going to be able to look her in the eye again for a while...]

[constantasthenorthernstar]

Ah, the old eye roll. [she does the same, and laughs without humour.] You don't believe me.

I could make you believe.

[She flinches at the joke - but only slightly - and touches her ear.] I gave up. [she starts to add 'when I couldn't heal it magically' but then she just...well. Gives up. And shrugs, and looks into her glass.]

[likeaplasticbag]

[His eyes widen.] Half fruit, half chocolate. [Hyun nods and gives an embarrassing little purr when Rhea ruffles his hair. It's not all that shameful, though, cause he's with her.]

We should come up with one of those neat mashup names. Like... Taeones. Or Jotae. Something like that.

[constantasthenorthernstar]

[Would you believe, the worst of it is the squelching?

Years of having body parts ripped off in a damp basement in Tyrol mean that Mari doesn't immediately scream or cry out - she's too used to Cristo mocking her for it. But her teeth slam shut and grind together so hard a piece of one of her back molars is chipped off and she gives and involuntary full body shudder. As angry and drunk on conflict (and contact) as she is, she can't bring herself to front or laugh. It's rather difficult to do any of those things when someone's blinded you.

Like what the shit, Rayna, you decided her being deaf wasn't enough? Fuck you!]

It takes a very special sort of someone to know how to keep someone alive, [she says, through her gritted teeth. There's a lot of saliva in her mouth suddenly and she considers spitting at Rayna, but wisely reconsiders] last I heard you look at stars and shit, not heal people. What can you really do to bring me back from the brink if I start bleeding out?

[Even if her non-fingered eye was open, she'd be blind. This hatred pulsing through her isn't exactly a stranger. It feels way too big for her frame, like it's trying to push out her edges and escape out into the world. She can feel herself pulsating with it; all she can see is white and hot.

Silver, she thinks. Wolfs bane. No. Iron? Possibly. A cross. What to kill a vampire?]

[neardowell]

Fine. Make me.

[With the same arrogance she employs at every turn, he shrugs his shoulders.]

Show me your magical powers and how a werewolf made you deaf in one ear. I'm dying to know how that works.

[thelionheart]

[Leo laughs and twirls her, then takes her other hand to dance with her. This pink drink is a good drink.] Not always, but wouldn't that be too perfect?

[Imagine never getting to dance! Leo nods his head along to the music as he dances.] I'd dance with you any day.

[constantasthenorthernstar]

[Mari nods along to everything Marnie says, barely listening and more or less looking like a cat skirting a great deal of water as she searches for a safe place in case Marnie gets distracted flying the flyer and crashes them into a sun or something.] Right right right, you're so right.

[right up until the 'someone who loves you' part.]

HA! [Mari points at her.] Wrong!

[and then it occurs to her that she's yelling at the person flying them again.] Jesus Christ, Mari! Sorry, yeah, you're right. Sorry. Please don't get distracted and crash us into the sun.

[allmystarsaligned]

Nothing. [Rayna keeps her thumb in Mari's eye socket even though it makes her want to be sick.] You know as well as I do how little Others are valued. If it came down to it... I'd drink you dry.

So? Do you want to keep posturing or do you want me to let you go? There's a very simple answer to this question. [Though she knows she can't see her and mostly can't hear her, Rayna waits.]

[thelionheart]

Unfair! Aren't you going to be chivalrous to me? [But he laughs and rubs his hands together.] alright, tell me how this works.

[rightest]

[All of this snuggling is really nice. And she feels really nice and really good. Really good. Really really good.

Okay, it would be wrong, she decides, to make a move on her boyfriend while he's still...in this position...but the second he turns back - with his consent - she is gonna have extremely pleasant heterosexual sexual contact with him.]

Yeah. Or something cooler. Like Velociraptor.

[constantasthenorthernstar]

Ugh, okay. [The ugh is only half because he doesn't believe her. She stands up and picks up a discarded bottle. How many of these did she drink? Not too many? Hopefully.

This bottle she smashes against the wall of the ship, so the part of it that holds liquid showers in a rain of glass, leaving only the jagged stem.]

Okay? [She comes over to him, crouches in front of him and presses the jagged glass into the palm of her free hand, created a long, deep cut.] Okay?

[She holds up her sliced palm and knows it's healing, even without looking. When she wipes away the blood, her hand is whole.] Okay! Magic powers!

[constantasthenorthernstar]

Would you, now? [Mari doesn't sound convinced. She can barely hear Rayna. Truth be told, most of her limited senses have been overtaken by a rushing that sounds like the sea, that she recognises as the sound of her own blood pulsing through her body.] And tell me, why would I care about that? I let a werewolf eat me once a week just so I'd have some company. I can bear more than this or a little exsanguination, I assure you.

[She is at the very peak of her anger now, a white hot fury and hatred that is so powerful when it stands alongside the grinding agony of the thumb in her eye that it makes her feel ill. If she's sick in this position, she'll choke. Mistake. Rayna might get off her but...mistake. Like fuck she's backing down.] I respected you once. I was wrong.

[notthejerkbag]

I don't want to hit you in the face. [holy shit, Baron Bon Punchies!] I'm a pacifist. Non-violent.

[Cautiously, she leaves her seat and steps closer to the stage.] Did it help?

[thelionheart]

How? [Leo puts his hands flat on the wall, leaning over Gulliver.] Maybe you should apologise and leave!

[rightest]

Left? Yes, left. [She starts to lead the way, trying not to get bogged down. After a while she stops and sighs.] Our shoes are going to get absolutely stuck in this mud!

[likeaplasticbag]

Velociraptor? [he asks, and laughs a bit.] We're not in Jurassic Park. You get that, right?

[With a laugh, he shrugs.] If you wanna make a move... [Hyun looks away.] I mean that could be hot... But it's all up to you.

[neardowell]

[He lets out a breath and looks away abruptly. What has he just seen? Owain closes his eyes and turns away from his sister.]

It isn't funny! [He tentatively turns to face her.] You might've hurt yourself!

[anemonene]

No. Sorry. But I will tell you about Yahtzee. The best thing to get is chance, which is, um, l-like a straight in poker. Then the other best thing is five of a kind. So... [She holds the cup out to him and shrugs.] Go for it?

[beforewewerebrittle]

Handsome! My goodness, when did we turn into such flatterers?

[Richie places his hands on his hips in a considering matter, loudly hemming and hawwing as though this is the most difficult decision that has ever befallen him.] Mango! [He decides, holding up his index finger.] Or Shinsu apple? No! I am decided! Apple!

[beforewewerebrittle]

HM. [Richie grips her hand tight, running behind her - though not too fast. He's not nearly as tall as Aiden, but his legs are still a lot longer than hers and he wants to keep himself between her and the crowd with the cameras behind them.] Kittens! Kittens for sure!

[beforewewerebrittle]

[OH. That explains it. Richie looks momentarily surprised, but quickly regains his composure.] I apologise. I would help you if I could but, [He smiles and shrugs, though flustered ever so slightly] I'm asexual. So, I'm afraid this isn't my forte. I mean, I can try and help you in any non-bedroom way I can. But if you require direct assistance, I'm sure you'll find quite a few of the men - and women - aboard will be happy to help.