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

[isnteasilywon]

[thelionheart]

Pink.

[isnteasilywon]

[She's never been very good at billiards. Usually more inclined to waste her time with video games, after a week on this ship SooYun is on the brink of developing a flashing-light-loud-noise-induced anxiety disorder. She takes a gulp from what might be her second or third pink drink. For some reason being drunk gives her better aim, at least with a cue.]

Do you think we'll ever get home? [she asks as she lines up her shot. Bad at billiards, bad at small talk, decent at drinking. What a combination.]

[thelionheart]

[When he was a kid, Leo had boxed in a snooker club. His dad had played snooker, Leo had beaten up/gotten beaten up by other kids, and then maybe he'd have a game before they went home. So this is nostalgic, even if the ship could never replicate a tiny Edinburgh snooker club, with a boxing ring in its back room. There's not enough cigarette smoke, for one thing. He leans on his cue and looks away, thoughtfully.]

Not without help.

[isnteasilywon]

A conditional answer. [SooYun misses her shot, but succeeds in bunching up most the balls in one corner. She walks away from the table to chalk her stick.] Which is strange, given the circumstances. Conditional answers usually come from someone who has something to hide. Or from somebody too cowardly to speak their mind.

[She mirrors his pose and tries to look as stoic as possible.] It's a yes or a no. Or an 'I'm too chickenshit to say.'

[thelionheart]

[Leo has to hide a smile behind a hand. Wow, this lady takes guff from nobody.] It's more of a conservative answer. I don't have the manual for this place and I don't know anyone who does. It'll take someone a lot smarter than me to work out how to program the ship to get us back. So we need help to get home, otherwise we won't. Isn't that right?

[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.

[isnteasilywon]

Harhar. [SooYun sits on the edge of the pool table, resting one ankle against the opposite knee. His is in the range of answers she'd been expecting, but not the ones she wanted to hear.] So we just drink and play shitty pool until we die floating around up here. Fantastic.

[thelionheart]

Well, we'll get better at pool. [He mentally lines up a shot, but the pool he plays in his head is always leagues better than what he takes to the table.] And I suppose there are worse things to do. We're not dead.

[isnteasilywon]

Not yet.

[She calls her shot and knocks the six ball into the corner pocket. A moment later, she puts down the two ball.]

I suppose I'll get better at pool. You won't get the chance. Four ball, side pocket.

[thelionheart]

Nice shot! [Leo leans on the table and smiles.] You're very good. Have you practised much? Or are you just a natural?

[asianfail]

Purple.

[isnteasilywon]

[There is now a chart in the kitchen with a list of powder colors and their effects. It's written in huge letters with half the words underlined three to five times. Exclamation points are everywhere. It seems like overkill, but SooYun hadn't been stupid enough to act as a guinea pig, unlike most the passengers on this ship. The blunt warnings are for them.

She's sitting in a grand hall alcove, a glass of purple liquid in one hand. This is the only powder that interests her. Getting drunk is no novelty, nor is getting hopped up on caffeine. Dreams have no business being shared, childhood was hell, and relying on luck is lazy. Green and yellow... those come naturally. But purple promises a unique experience.

All she has to do is work up the nerve to drink.]

[asianfail]

[After enough time in front of his computer, Cameron figures it's probably time he should eat. His adherence to having regular meal times loosened the longer he's on the ship. Time in space is all relative anyway.

He slows when he sees Sooyun. He thought she was one of the more reasonable ones. Was he wrong?] Are you going to drink that?

[isnteasilywon]

I'm thinking about it.

[She eyes the drink as if it's asked her the question, then SooYun turns her attention to Cameron.]

Haven't you ever wondered what it feels like to be a woman?