010 VIDEO LIST FIVE
Nov. 2nd, 2012 01:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deadliestviper
[Here you have an image of a grim-looking woman dressed in yellow, her dour demeanor in stark contrast to the cartoonish world behind her. Her face is stony, body language carefully controlled, but her eyes are strangely bright and furious, hinting at a storm surging away in her brain.]
What the fuck is wrong with everyone?! Are your brains really that fucking fragile, or were you all always this crazy and just showing it off now? [Her eyes narrow into slits, her hand worked into a fist so tight her knuckles have gone white.] God damn it. This is pathetic. All of you. I hope you've got the decency to be humiliated, you goddamn weak fucks.
Blonsky and Dracula snapped like rubber bands. I'm making my way back to the Barge, so you fuckers are on your own.
[She reaches forward to turn off the feed, but stops her hand at the last second.] If you've gone the slightest bit native, here's a little advice. You try fucking with me, and I will make the most nightmarish tortures your sad little queen's ever doled out look as innocuous as a child's skinned knee.
You've been warned. Come and find me, motherfuckers.
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OOC: Beatrix can be found trying to find her way back to the Barge, a little more lost than she'd like to admit. None of this has helped her sanity at all, so if you choose to contact or run across her, you're likely in for some abuse.
What the fuck is wrong with everyone?! Are your brains really that fucking fragile, or were you all always this crazy and just showing it off now? [Her eyes narrow into slits, her hand worked into a fist so tight her knuckles have gone white.] God damn it. This is pathetic. All of you. I hope you've got the decency to be humiliated, you goddamn weak fucks.
Blonsky and Dracula snapped like rubber bands. I'm making my way back to the Barge, so you fuckers are on your own.
[She reaches forward to turn off the feed, but stops her hand at the last second.] If you've gone the slightest bit native, here's a little advice. You try fucking with me, and I will make the most nightmarish tortures your sad little queen's ever doled out look as innocuous as a child's skinned knee.
You've been warned. Come and find me, motherfuckers.
[Click.]
OOC: Beatrix can be found trying to find her way back to the Barge, a little more lost than she'd like to admit. None of this has helped her sanity at all, so if you choose to contact or run across her, you're likely in for some abuse.
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Date: 2012-11-02 08:34 pm (UTC)[ That's a blue alien covered in grease and dirt and in the engine room. Twisted Sister bleeds over from the background. ]
Do you honestly need help, or are you luring someone else out to stab? I mean, I can't come out either way as I'm elbow deep in the ship's guts, but, uh, you know. In case I know a person who could muster enough goodness to care about your personal wellbeing.
...which I probably don't.
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Date: 2012-11-02 08:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-02 08:44 pm (UTC)[ he pinches the bridge of his nose, giggles a little, and shakes it off. ]
But if you insist.
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Date: 2012-11-02 08:47 pm (UTC)She isn't entirely sure what she was doing a moment ago. Playing hide and seek with Kon? Who knows. But now she's chasing something that her mind helpfully informs her is a Bread and Butterfly. She thinks it is, anyway. She finally snatches it out of the sky and, without a second thought, takes a big bite out of it. The poor thing flutters desperately, spraying bits of melted butter as it does.
It tastes like bread and butter. Go figure! ]
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Date: 2012-11-02 10:09 pm (UTC)Through anyone in her way, if necessary.
Steph does not register as the girl from the Barge, Kon's girlfriend, the young lady who kind of intimidates B as she watches from afar. Right now, she's simply another crazed denizen of the land wallowing in nonsense and silliness.
Nothing short of infuriating. Weapon held upright at her side, Beatrix stands tall and glares at the other woman.]
You're fucking disgusting.
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Date: 2012-11-02 10:22 pm (UTC)Not disgusting, it's really delicious! Wanna try some? [ The poor thing is still fluttering. Steph takes another bite, then holds it out again. ]
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Date: 2012-11-03 02:08 am (UTC)Beatrix Kiddo, you need to stand down.
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Date: 2012-11-03 05:47 am (UTC)Stay out of my way. This isn't up for discussion.
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Date: 2012-11-03 06:06 am (UTC)Of course, he hadn't really been expecting it to work, because no one ever listens to him. Not anymore. Not that he's particularly fazed by the glare, either, and he forces his shoulders down, straightens his neck, and tries again.]
No, it won't be, if they catch you. Discipline. They'll lock you away again.
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Date: 2012-11-04 01:00 am (UTC)What happened?
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