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]

Hey, Gully. [Okay, he is sort of enjoying this trip. Who else can say they've been on board a spaceship? He likes the peace and quiet, the food and drink on tap, the free rooms, the library, the music area. On Earth he's so wrapped up in trying to squeeze money for rent that he'd forgotten to occasionally stand back and enjoy life; on the ship he spends his days writing music and playing. It's fantastic.

Leo's here for lunch, actually. Brunch? Dinner? He doesn't know what the time is, and it's great. He leans his elbows against the counter and considers what to have for lunch, looking down over at where Gulliver is playing with yellow powder.] What's that, pal?

[lectorisalutem]

[His head snaps up at 'Gully'. 'Gully'? Who would want to be called 'Gully'? Gripping the edge of the counter, the adept stands up straight and glares at Leo. What arrogance! Strutting around as if he owns the entire craft.

He gives a full body twitch when he's called 'pal'.] That is- [he pauses, then gives Leo a tight-lipped smile.] A key ingredient in a very healthful tonic. Shall I prepare one for you?

[thelionheart]

Oh, okay. [He doesn't exactly trust that smile, but he's not closed to new experience.] You're not going to poison me, are you? Go ahead! Not...go ahead, poison me. I meant the tonic option. How're you, anyway?

[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.

[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?

[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.]

[thelionheart]

[The drink bubbles in his gut like bile, and he feels a sudden surge of anger so complete that he almost reels from it. At his side, he clenches his fists and releases them, trying to promise himself not to punch this uppity little scallywag into the nearest sun. It's a difficult promise. Through gritted teeth he says:]

Shut the fuck up, Gully. I was tryna be friendly. I won't anymore.

[lectorisalutem]

['Shut the fuck up'? He gritted his teeth and took a good few steps back to keep from doing something he might regret.]

Good. I hardly need your charity.

[thelionheart]

It's not charity, dumbfuck! [Leo takes a step forward, wanting to shove him, instead keeping his hands balled into fists at his side.] I like you and I want you to be happy! You idiot!

[lectorisalutem]

[Gulliver keeps backing up and basically pins himself to the wall. His voice is reedy and strained when he finally musters the courage to speak.] You certainly have a strange way of showing it! And do not call me- call me a dumbfuck! I take umbrage with those words and I will- I will make you regret them!

[thelionheart]

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

[lectorisalutem]

[Having never punched anyone in his twenty-odd years, he possibly puts too much into the blow. And by 'possibly', it should really read more as 'definitely'. Gulliver hurls himself by way of his fist at Leo and yells] Like this!

[It isn't a good punch, but he is heavy enough to knock Leo to the ground. That feels a bit like a victory, even if it also feels like he's thrown out his back.]

[thelionheart]

[The shock knocks Leo senseless for a moment. For such a strong looking person, he's very easily pushed over. Leo manages to grab his shoulders and yells:] Get off, you fool! You'll hurt us both! [And with that he attempts to angrily extricate himself from the weirdo, using more of his knees and elbows than is strictly necessary.]

[lectorisalutem]

[With a gag, he doubles over, clutching his belly. He's still inexplicably angry. Gulliver would never consider himself an easily provoked person, but now...]

Well, you asked! [he shouts childishly.]

[thelionheart]

I was friendly! [Leo picks himself up, looking peevish.] How are you possibly this much of a dick?