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

...that was low

[brightlywound]

[Marnie is curled up in one of the lounge chairs, reading a strange magazine she can only half make sense of.]

Tea? That would be amazing. [She looks up and folds the magazine over the arm of her chair.] I'll come with. Haven't been able to find where it's kept yet.

[notthejerkbag]

[If moments of Elsa's life were soundtracked like a movie, she's pretty sure this moment's soundtrack would just be screaming.] Oh, er. Um. Okay.

[It's far too tempting to just put her face in her hands and maybe just run away, forever. Fuck her life, fuck her luck. Fuck...actually, maybe just stop thinking the word 'fuck'. Fuck her luck to be walking down a hall with a beautiful woman when all she can think about is...oh, fucking hell.]

I think, the um...probably the cafeteria. [Maybe she'll just whizz all of those powders together, drink them at once and hope the result a) doesn't kill her and b) provides an antidote.] Maybe I'll just have...ice water. It feels warm in here. Are you, are you hot? I mean, temperature wise, not...well I mean, you are...are you feeling warm? [Please just stop talking.]

[brightlywound]

[Marnie's mouth pulled into a smile, her cheeks rising, but otherwise tried to ignore what had just been said out of politeness. Walking along, she combed a hand through her hair to keep it from tickling her nose.]

It's a bit warm. [It wasn't warm at all. She bit her lip, clenched her jaw and... she went for it. This was terribly mean, she told herself. She could read the situation, but a) she wanted to make this other girl feel beautiful and flattered as well, and b) she sort of... just wanted to see what would happen.]

We're a regular mutual appreciation society. You're very pretty as well.

[She wasn't stringing her along. Flirting was fun and Marnie had found the older she got, the more it turned from 'Well, I think I'm bi' to, 'Oh God I am so gay.' But she just smiled and kept walking.]

[notthejerkbag]

[Elsa felt all the cogs in her head grind to a sudden, creaking halt. She could hear herself breathe, and that was all. It was a surprise, when her brain began working again, that her legs had kept moving and her lungs had kept breathing. Just about.]

Tha...thank you... [She turns to glance at Marnie, then looks away just as quick, as though looking at her directly is too much, as though looking at her directly is the same as looking at an eclipse. Very suddenly, her mind is swinging wildly from 'I wanna push you up against that wall' and 'please push me up against this wall'. Ah. fuck.]

You are...you are very, very, very pretty, though. Very pretty. [Maybe she can play this off as 'complimentary gal pal' rather than 'weird queer' but...well. She's about the same colour as a tomato and there's goosebumps all up her arm. She probably can't.] And I drank some of the green powder and I think it's... [deep breath now] ...I want to kiss you. Quite a lot.

[Auuuughhhhhh that was EVEN WORSE than she'd thought it would be! She puts her head in her hands.] Oh my god. That was uncomfortable. If you want I'll just...I'll go.

[brightlywound]

[Marnie laughs, pressing the back of one of her hands to her mouth.] It's alright. Not quite as flattering as it would have been were you not under the influence, but... Don't worry. I think the green powder makes you embarrass yourself in front of everyone. Captain could come strolling along and you'd turn into a smooch-monster over him. [She widened her eyes in mock horror.] Can you even imagine?

[It had been a long while since she'd kissed anyone, but it wouldn't do to take advantage at a time like this. At a time like any time, really. Best to just focus on tea and smile to herself over how cute and flustered Elsa is.]

[notthejerkbag]

"Smooch monster"? [That's both weirdly cute and an apt description of what this weird green powder has turned her into. She groans.] I thought it was mint! [Curse this ship.]

Is there a cure? Or am I... [She keeps her hands over her face. It's just...easier to deal with the world with this barrier between her bright red face and it.] Is it permanent? [Is she cursed? She's cursed, isn't she?]

Oh my god. I'm so sorry. [Maybe she should forget the tea and go and take a very cold shower. Maybe she could invite Marnie to shower wit-OH NO GREEN POWDER GET OUT OF HER HEAD] I'm sorry.

[brightlywound]

Relax! I'm sure it's only temporary. [Marnie grins and shakes her head.] I can think of a possible cure, but it's raunchy. Probably wouldn't work anyway. Might even exacerbate the problem.

[Gently, she pats Elsa on the crown of her head.] Think of very unsexy things. Like slugs. Or cheese. Or... tea with your grandma.

[notthejerkbag]

Whaaat. What? [She can't think of anything that would make this worse. And then there's bodily contact. Okay, yep, it's worse.

She stands up straight very suddenly and backs up to the wall until there's a good foot of space between them. That's better.] I'm going to...partake of the...I'm going to take a cold shower. Don't follow me.

[brightlywound]

Oh, darling. I would follow you, just not at a time like this. [Marnie grins and covers her mouth with her hand.] Enjoy your cold shower.

[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...]

[brightlywound]

I didn't mean to! [she calls after with an embarrassed turn to the side. She'd made it worse, really? All Marnie had wanted was to make it better.]