[week one - thursday]

[hypertoxic]

Laaaaaaaauraaaaaaaa.

[ Vriska mostly likes to move around at night and in the early mornings, as a general rule. But it's Thursday! The day before, you know, whatever the hell is going to happen with all of that. So she'll find Laura in the evening, while the sun is setting, well in advance of curfew. She doesn't like it, but she can deal with it.

At least Laura likes to chill in the shade, which Vriska also appreciates. She'll flop down next to her corpsey hatefriend with a beleaguered groan, as if the whole world is against her. ]

Why are people here so nice? It's annoying! So much fussing and meddling. Who cares!

[ Tilts her head to glance up at the other woman. ]

So, hey, why are you all gross and dead, anyway? I have been meaning to ask.

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[fetid]

[ a soft shrug here. at least she's not the only one who hates gods and similar blashphemic stuff. ]

He's trying to start like, a war, I think? Which I don't really care about because either way, it sounds stupid. But he stole my husband and that shit isn't just something you let go, you know? Had me killed as some sort of sacrifice to him for Shadow to be convinced by. Duuuumb shit.

[ laura hates norse gods!!! they suck and she wants them dead ]

Should I ask about the whole eye thing now?

[ for vriska that is. ]

[hypertoxic]

I don't really get the whole human marriage thing, but I can tell how important he is to you! I am sure you will get him back.

[ Her mouth quirks in a small smile. ] That's the thing! You're not the only dead person here. [ grins more widely ] Not that I've been advertising that fact! They can just think my bizarro white eyes are an alien thing, instead of what they are, which is a dead thing.

[fetid]

[ well, finally laura looks a little melancholy. she's a little quiet in response. ]

... Maybe.

[ shadow said he wasn't her puppy anymore. she's -- she's not really sure how to fix that, if she's honest.

at vriska's clarification, she looks a little surprised and then smiles. ]

Oh. That's pretty cool. But you're not... rotting? You're not undead, you're -- what are you? A ghost?

[hypertoxic]

[ Vriska will let the subject of Shadow go. She has faith in Laura, but she is not the best at being emotionally supportive. Better not pry further into that topic.

The questions get a sunnier grin. ]

A ghost is a pretty accurate way of putting it! I thought you would catch on. I am corporeal, but I have a bunch of cool ghost powers! ... or, I mean, I did. [ sudden frown. ] Before this place happened to me.

[fetid]

[ She's grateful for that, at least. She doesn't really want to talk about Shadow with anyone here, no matter how much she likes them. ]

Yeah, I mean. If you're undead, you're rotting like me but if you're something else? It didn't sound like you were coming from a "no, I was dead before I got here and this feels like an afterlife" sort of situation. So, ghost is my first guess.

[ But ah, huh. That's pretty neat. ]

Do you think being dead just gives people superpowers? Because like, when I was back home I was so strong I could rip a guy in half like paper. Or throw someone across the room with the tap of a finger. It was super cool but, uh.

[ Now she's here. ]

[hypertoxic]

Haha. Ain't it great where just the tiniest bit of logical thinking can get you? Unlike most of the empty-panned mooks on this island!

[ That gets a crooked smile. ]

You too, huh. Laura, I had aaaaaaaall the coolest powers. All of them! Only some of them were related to being dead, but you can still do some cool stuff as a ghost. But it's all gone. Poof! Just like that. Pretty annoying! I wasn't quite as strong as you were, but I was a hell of a lot stronger than I am now, not to mention all my other cool powers that have gone up in flames.

[fetid]

[ a short smile here. aw, vriska, you say the sweetest things. ]

It's probably so we don't just murder the robots or everyone else here and go home. What kind of powers did you have? Nothing too bullshit, right?

[hypertoxic]

That is definitely the reason. Since, if I had all my powers, we'd all already be leaving.

[ Vriska gestures with both her hands, grinning sunnily. This seems to be a topic she likes. ]

The best ones, obviously! I am a Thief of Light, which won't mean anything to you, but basically I can steal luck and turn any situation I want in my favor! Not to mention I have those cute fairy wings so I can fly and my dice and--

[ ... ]

Man, it is so lame they somehow nerfed our powers.

[fetid]

[ well, that just sounds kind of. godlike, if she's honest, and laura really hates gods. ]

That sounds... fake but alright. How would that kind of power even work?

[hypertoxic]

[ sorry laura. gotta climb those god tiers. ]

I could go into depth about the mechanism, but it is a lot of technical and complicated bullcrap that would take forever to explain. If it helps, this was in the context of a game we were all playing! A game which we could physically enter. If you know what video games are, it was basically like that, except real life! So you could level up and get powers and stuff. That is how I got mine, of course.