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hypertoxic) wrote2017-08-17 05:41 pm
hypertoxic) wrote2017-08-17 05:41 pm
[week two - thursday]
[ So it's sunset again. And once again, it's absolutely beautiful, setting their idyllic tropical paradise ablaze with deep golds and blood reds.
And also, like, maybe other kinds of bloody things, because what the fuck?
Vriska is chilling on the beach when the hallucinations start. And it is pretty innocuous at first: she sees an unusually colored seashell and reaches to pick it up, frowning.
Except despite the fact that it feels totally real, a few blinks later she realizes she's holding nothing at all.
.... glances around.
Spots Hayner, and goes: ]
Did you see that?
And also, like, maybe other kinds of bloody things, because what the fuck?
Vriska is chilling on the beach when the hallucinations start. And it is pretty innocuous at first: she sees an unusually colored seashell and reaches to pick it up, frowning.
Except despite the fact that it feels totally real, a few blinks later she realizes she's holding nothing at all.
.... glances around.
Spots Hayner, and goes: ]
Did you see that?
no subject
[ yawns hugely.
... and then will reach up, to pull ... a ... coin ...? from her hair? she recognizes it, too. ]
What the hell?
[ ... except of course, Hayner will see nothing. ]
no subject
What? Fucking with me? You mean you made all of that up?
[ Why would you do that? And then he notices something is up. ]
Now what? [ He sees nothing and is pretty sure she is fucking with him again. ]