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

[arhythmitist]

Pink

[oxfordcommas]

It's, it's it's really sad, you see. B-because, it was his dad first. His father, his father died first, and really suddenly. Heart attack. I saw the, um, I saw the documentary. Then his mother and sister, those were sad stories. Cancer, suicide. I mean, you can read about them in his autobiography! You, I mean, you don't even need to read them. Just listen to Electro-Shock Blues. When I was first, you know, um, you know how teens are. We all think our specific, specific pains are...unique? You know, 'I'm the first person to feel this way, nobody will ever feel this way again.' Which is, which is sad in and of itself, isn't it? I mean, it's the growing pains, the um, the birth of the individual which is just as soon forgotten as people grow up! And enter the labour force! And for some people that may be their only time to ever be an individual! As stupid as teens can be. What was I, what was I...oh, yes. Well, you see, there I am, listening to this album, and art has never, never really spoken to me, before. I mean, I can look at paintings, or films or books and not feel all that, all that moved. But here, in this little CD, in this little CD player, through these headphones, came this noise. And it made sense. I think. I'm not using the, I'm not using the right...words. Words. Anyway, [Five of these pink things down. She raises her hand, tries to keep her thoughts in place.] Anyway, it all made sense. Here was pain that I could emphasise with. This was a person in pain and his pain was greater than mine but did not make it a competition. It was comforting. So I saved up, and I saw him live. I mean, everyone else was dancing and screaming, and shouting, and he was on stage and he looked like a giant. Everyone else was dancing and screaming and I had my, my hands like this, you know? Like I was praying. It felt religious. I suppose. I don't know religion. But he's always, always been with me. Gosh, that sounds...weird, doesn't it? But he has always had that power to touch me.

And that's why, Mark Oliver Everett is my, um...exception. Is that the right...that's not the right...what were we talking about?

[arhythmitist]

That was beautiful, Rhe-Rhe. [Even without his powers, his heart aches listening to that speech. It hurts so deep that maybe now Mark Oliver Everett is his exception, too. Best not to say anything about it, though. Especially five pink drinks in...]

That's my beauty quota for the night! [He fakes a yawn.] You gotta save all your other stories for another time and go to bed now. I shall escort m'lady to her chambers! Up and Adam, right?

[oxfordcommas]

What? Noooo. No. I want to stay awake with you. I just want to stay awake in general, [but Adam's fake yawn was contagious and now she's yawning too.] Darn. Daraaahhhh. [Even that trails off into a yawn. Curse you, Adam.] Up and attem, Adam.

[arhythmitist]

We can cuddle? And y'know chat a bit more about... traumatic music and... religious experiences. I just want you to get in bed safely because you are- [it was hard not to start getting loud. 'FUCKED UP RIGHT NOW!' was the reply his gut was telling him. Instead, he just kept nodding in the direction of her room, trying his best to smile calmly.] -Rhe-Rhe, you are wasted.

[oxfordcommas]

What? I am... [Another yawn.] I really am...

[She tries to stand up but the movement is top heavy, as though her head weighs thirty pounds more than the rest of her body. Stumbling, she reaches out for Adam.] I think you're right.

[arhythmitist]

You got it. Ooh! Ooh! We can watch a Disney movie! Like The Lion King! Ooooooh!

[He is already preparing to sling her over his shoulder and start singing The Circle of Life.]

[oxfordcommas]

[Rhea hands onto him and starts sliding down. She rights herself, using his shirt.]

Yes. Disney! What should we watch? I trust you, you pick something out.