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

[beforewewerebrittle]

SUDDEN VISUAL SHIFT IN TONE

[umehime]

RED, THE BLOOD OF ANGRY MEN

(i will see myself out)

[beforewewerebrittle]

[Richie wanders through the dark of his own dreams, into a room filled with blinking lights and camera flashes.]

Hello? Anyone there? [He doesn't want to be alone.]

[umehime]

[Umeka finds that she's in the dark, holding a camera, but at the sound of Richie's voice, she lowers it and walks towards him. What's she doing here? The last thing she can remember is having some of that malty drink...]

Me! I'm here. [She tries to hook her free arm through his.]

[beforewewerebrittle]

[Richie lets her take his arm and pats her hand.] Why hey there! Lots of, lots of shutterbugs around here, huh? [In dreams, it's difficult to keep up cheer; to his disappointment, his voice is resolutely flat, despite the exclamation marks he's pounded on. He can actually see his words floating above his head, devoid of any punctuation; he draws some in with a finger.] Do you know where we are?

[umehime]

[She knows when the air's been let out of Richie's tires. They've been friends long enough that she also knows not to pester him about it. Umeka takes a deep breath and leans her head against his upper arm.] Not in the least. Though it does seem thoroughly unreal, like we've gone through a portal or are sharing a mass hallucination. Or it could be like that time half of Countshire was sucked into a horror survival game...

[beforewewerebrittle]

[Richie shudders.] I think I was away for that. I didn't start classes until that autumn. Thank heavens. And Aidan never talked much about it. He doesn't talk much about the things that matter. But I don't think I wanted to know about the horror thing anyway. Or the portals.

[umehime]

[Umeka lowers her head and nods. Aiden had talked to her about the incident, but it wouldn't be prudent to mention that to Richie.]

Well, at least this is relatively pleasant. After all, you always seem to like to have your picture taken. [Umeka doesn't, but she can hide her face in the crook of Richie's arm.]

[beforewewerebrittle]

Not always. [This is rather claustrophobic, actually. He covers her face with a hand and gathers his friend to him.] Shall we make a run for it?

[umehime]

[She nods.]

It's probably for the best.

[Umeka starts to consider the possibilities of this scenario. After all, if it is a dream, then they can do anything. She smiles and starts to sprint, reaching out behind her for Richie's hand.]

Kittens or puppies? You have to choose!

[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!

[ritenuto]

BLACK THE DARK OF AGES PAST

(... but yellow...)

[beforewewerebrittle]

[It is very rare that Richie finds himself unable to articulate his rage. It is rarer still that he finds himself unable to channel it into another form. What's wrong with him? In the strip club, because it's furthest away from anyone else, he balls his hands into fists and shuts his eyes tight and tries to ride it out.]

[ritenuto]

[Ava has been looking for Richie. The strip club is the last place she expects him to be as it is the room she avoids the most. She stands at the edge of the strip club area, surprised.]

Richie....?

[beforewewerebrittle]

[Oh, no, he's been found. Fingers curled into fists in his pockets, Richie looks up, his smile stretched tight. He feels like a jester and, well, maybe he is. He cuts capers in order to help others. What's wrong with that?

Everything, a little voice in the back of his head tells him. He struggles to ignore it.]

Hey there, Ava! What's up?