deadliestviper: (lioness stalking)
[personal profile] 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.

[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)
megamind: (Suspicious)
From: [personal profile] megamind
Well, aren't we just a ray of sunshine, sweetheart.

[ 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.

Date: 2012-11-02 08:37 pm (UTC)
anidiotchild: (Just trust me on this.)
From: [personal profile] anidiotchild
Your neurons are firing. [Which currently means 'you're just as crazy as the rest of us'.]

Date: 2012-11-02 08:44 pm (UTC)
anidiotchild: (My sister can kill you with her brain.)
From: [personal profile] anidiotchild
You should be more careful.

Date: 2012-11-02 08:44 pm (UTC)
megamind: (Tee Hee)
From: [personal profile] megamind
I don't have any of the former to give you, and the latter's out of the question while I look down the barrel of forty-eight hours with no sleep...

[ he pinches the bridge of his nose, giggles a little, and shakes it off. ]

But if you insist.
Edited Date: 2012-11-02 08:44 pm (UTC)

spam! Endish of port

Date: 2012-11-02 08:47 pm (UTC)
ichoosefight: (delicious candy)
From: [personal profile] ichoosefight
[ After a day or two, Steph stops checking her comm. She decides that she likes Wonderland, and she doesn't want to miss it while she's talking away on some stupid network. She has Kon to keep her company, and the off characters they run across from time to time. As the time passes she thinks the place becomes more and more wonderful. The color of the sky, the smell of the grass, everything is just wonderful and it becomes more vivid and somehow even more wonderful as time passes. It's so wonderful that she starts giggling without warning at the thought that that must be why they call it Wonderland.

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! ]

Date: 2012-11-02 08:51 pm (UTC)
megamind: (Banter)
From: [personal profile] megamind
Better hope not-- as I'm the one putting the ship back together with Toshiko. [ Just sayin'. ] So if you'd like us to leave this pit of bright colors and giant mushrooms, I best stay sane, no?

[ Like he was all that balanced to begin with, okay. ]

Also, do I need to give the smurf commentary again? Low hanging fruit, blah blah blah, blue person, blah blah blah, try harder. Seriously, those jokes were old when I was still in my jumper.

Date: 2012-11-02 08:52 pm (UTC)
anidiotchild: (This is a step up from the soup thing.)
From: [personal profile] anidiotchild
It's already lost. Too late to change, like cancer. It's terminal.
Edited Date: 2012-11-02 08:55 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-11-02 10:13 pm (UTC)
anidiotchild: (That is literally the stupidest thing.)
From: [personal profile] anidiotchild
You can't escape it. Not until what's on the outside gets put back in.

Date: 2012-11-02 10:19 pm (UTC)
anidiotchild: (I am not pouting hdu.)
From: [personal profile] anidiotchild
[Shrugggg.] Mirror neurons respond more positively once you're through the trees.

Date: 2012-11-02 10:21 pm (UTC)
anidiotchild: (Oh hey there.)
From: [personal profile] anidiotchild
I did.

spam!

Date: 2012-11-02 10:22 pm (UTC)
ichoosefight: (look at this stuff!)
From: [personal profile] ichoosefight
[ She pauses and smiles at Bea. The insanity is clear in her eyes - she's not all there. Or maybe she's more there than she's meant to be, one or the other. She holds out the Bread and Butterfly to the woman she doesn't quite recognize. ]

Not disgusting, it's really delicious! Wanna try some? [ The poor thing is still fluttering. Steph takes another bite, then holds it out again. ]

Date: 2012-11-02 10:22 pm (UTC)
megamind: (Lineface)
From: [personal profile] megamind
Your vote of confidence is duly noted.

Date: 2012-11-02 10:28 pm (UTC)
anidiotchild: (I hope you all realize you're insane.)
From: [personal profile] anidiotchild
No. [Maybe you're just not listening. B(]

spam!

Date: 2012-11-02 10:40 pm (UTC)
ichoosefight: (🌹 curiosity)
From: [personal profile] ichoosefight
What's that for? [ Her smile falters for a moment. The butterfly thing shudders, then falls still. Apparently they can only lose so much of each wing before they die. Her arm drops, but she keeps a hold of her snack. If the woman doesn't want it that's her prerogative.

She smiles again and leans forward to examine the halberd. ]


It looks really sharp! It's pretty.
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