001 [video]
[The video shows the face of a teenage girl, unusual in that her skin is rather grayish, her hair is purple, and she has a red gem on her forehead. While her expression shows no emotion other than annoyance, her occasionally shifting eyes might be detected as a sign of nervousness by an acute observer.]
I've heard there are people I know out there ( Read more... )
I've heard there are people I know out there ( Read more... )
Well, look who the cat dragged in.
Reply
Well, you can't possibly be behind this. You would've found some way to mess it up by now. What do you want?
Reply
Oh, and here I was, just trying to give a Titan a little information about the alternate dimension she's now trapped in. But if you want to figure it out from my coworker, The Joker, and dear old Slade, have at it.
Reply
Wait. Coworker? You're working with the Joker and you think I want your help?
[And, on second thought...]
By the way, from everything I've heard, you'd better get out of that working relationship before it blows up in your face.
Reply
You have no idea. [In that their line of profession is the theater.]
Anyway, I am the only one here who knows you. Anyone else might know a different you, but I'm it. I'm the only real connection you have here to Jump, so you'd better work hard not to piss me off.
I'm trying to play nice here, so do you want the rundown or not? [Can you hear her grinding her teeth? Bad habit, really.]
Reply
Don't say I didn't warn you.
[She thinks for a second, and a classic sardonic face appears.]
So there's no one else you know here, either. I couldn't have asked for a more pleasant person to be stuck on a desert island with. You really redefine "playing nice", you know.
[Her face lapses into expressionlessness again.]
Look, I'll listen to what you have to say. You can't expect much else when the last time we met, a creepy old woman...
[Now that she thinks about it, she doesn't want to remember anything about that encounter with 'Mother Mae-Eye'. Ugh. She trails off without continuing.]
Reply
[An audible shudder.] And don't mention the pie. Ever. I still haven't forgiven you assholes for leaving that thing on our doorst--
[She pauses.] Wait... that's the last time we met. Oh, wow. Then... wow. Okay. Then it's been a lot longer than I thought.
[ooc: njhsbghfgaghjlsdgb balls, my account just expired. Sorry if the icons don't match perfectly. -___-]
Reply
Hey. It's your fault for eating it. I'm a little sad I never got to see what kind of dress she made you wear...
...oh. No, wait, don't tell me. You're from far in the future, when you've made a magical turnaround and decided that, hey, stealing is wrong, and joined us.
Reply
Don't talk about the pie.
[Hmm, well not too bad a guess.] I am from your future, but I really don't care all that much about it. This is my home, even though it's Canada. So, do you want information, or are you going to keep testing my patience?
Reply
Let's call it a truce on the pie incident.
[Raven raises an eyebrow. Well, all this sounds like the Jinx she knows.] Okay. Tell me what you wanted to tell me.
Reply
This is Siren's Port, Canada. You were brought here by a questionably magical force called The Pull, which comes from The Core. I could explain all that crap to you if you want, but bottom line, leaving isn't an option unless The Core decides it doesn't want you anymore. Sometimes it kicks you off the island, and if you don't come back after you're dead, which some people do, then nobody has any idea where you've gone. Can't fly away, can't take a boat, and swimming will probably get you eaten by whatever is in the water.
You learned about the Darkness, right?
Reply
No offense, but you look a little like hel--a little worse. [And a little bit like she borrowed Raven's sense of style. But she's being cooperative...] Are those injuries from here?
I always knew Canada had an evil secret. I've heard some of that. I've been told I shouldn't try any dimension-hopping spells, either.
Yes, I got here last night. I didn't see anything extremely scary, but everyone seems to say the same thing about the Darkness. ...why isn't it just called nighttime?
Reply
I'm just tired. My boss is working me until my feet bleed. [Another pause.] Yeah. I mean, I had scars before, but... radiation. It put me in the hospital for about a month. Wow, that was a long time ago... just stay away from the lake. At least I do. Now.
[Okay, that wasn't awkward or anything.]
Anyway, [She clears her throat.] spells like that either don't work or backfire. And it's called the Darkness because it's like some creeping, evil entity. The city isn't the same at night. Everything looks like it's been taken over by evil and rot, and there's a lot of monsters. I thought it was no big deal either, until I got this. [She moves her choker a little to show minor scarring, like a rope had been around her neck.] Almost got eaten by something that looked like a giant ink blot test with tentacles. And you don't want to see the scars from the ( ... )
Reply
I... uh, why, what priceless artifact that you just had to have is buried in the lake? And who's your boss? [Not that she expects a straight answer to that one. Or the other one, really...]
Well. [A pause.] It does look dangerous. And you're not exactly a pushover. I'll take your word for it.
Reply
Yes. I put the Mona Lisa in that lake and I'll be damned if anyone else gets their hands on it. [Could she be more sarcastic? Probably. It just helps her lighten the mood.] There was an earthquake about... six? seven? months ago. I was investigating the Core at the time, leaked paperwork said it was at the lake. When the earthquake hit, it cracked open a rift that radiated everything within a mile. Radiation levels are still pretty high there. I don't go near it anymore.
[Quick change of subject now...]
His name is Sander Cohen. He likes rabbit masks, singing, sculpting, slicing, dicing, and me. You'll meet him eventually.
[Wow, was that a compliment? That gets her to crack a little bit of a grin.] People like you and me can live through it, but if you're so inclined, there's a night patrol, or something, that helps people from getting eaten alive. It would be a good hobby. You're going to need a job, though.
Reply
Is the Core actually there? And... what did you find out about it?
[Raven wonders about how she would personally survive an irradiated area. Hmm. Jinx seems to be talking about something else now. She mumbles to herself:]
Check, check, check, check, check, check. Six for six. I don't like any of those things. And wait... the Joker works for someone else?
[Um, but now she's talking about something else again.]
So, um, what kind of job would I get around here?
Reply
Leave a comment