bugging and fussing and meddling.

Your name is VRISKA SERKET.

You are a master of EXTREME ROLE PLAYING. You can't get enough of it, or really any game of high stakes and chance. You have persisted with the habit even in spite of your ACCIDENT. But then again, you don't have much choice.

You are something of an APOCALYPSE BUFF, which is something you can be on Alternia. You are fascinated by end of the world scenarios, and enjoy constructing DOOMSDAY DEVICES for the hell of it.

Your trolltag is arachnidsGrip and your st8ments tend to 8e just a little 8it overdramaaaaaaaatic.

What will you do?

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27 August 2017 @ 01:16 pm

[week three - saturday]

[ You know, it's funny how their paths bring them to the same place. Right after the trial Vriska went straight to the beach, and she's been there ever since. Sometimes talking to people, sometimes not; it's hard to imagine being cooped up indoors right now.

And it turns out for the best when her wandering through the surf brings her to Newt. She was going to look for him anyway, because she couldn't let him go into tomorrow without speaking to him. But still, seeing him, knowing what's going to happen, is...

well, it sucks. ]

Hey.

[ She's subdued when she calls out, leaving the water behind and stepping up onto the sand to approach him. ]

This fucking sucks, huh?

[ Straightforward as always. ]

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27 August 2017 @ 02:17 pm

[week three - saturday]

[ It's late, late, late at night when Vriska goes looking for Battler. He's going to get harassed by most of the village until god knows when, probably, and she wants to find him alone. There's so much to say, and not enough time in the world to say any of it.

It's a small blessing that when she tracks him down he is, in fact, finally alone. Vriska herself is, like ... wet? Like she just dunked herself in the ocean a few hours ago. Seems her threat to jump in the ocean was legit. But her damp hair is bound back in a low ponytail, and she's at least significantly less disgusting than she was directly post-corpse hug.

And the way she looks at him is ... searching, and just the tiniest bit sad. ]

Battler.

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