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outsiders2013-06-24 10:39 pm
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[ Rachel's in the feed, looking a mixture of angry and upset and honestly, kind of grossed out. For once, she looks like she might lose her cool. Or might have lost it already. Either way, she's holding a grease-stained takeout box in her hand, her lip pulled back in disgust. ]
You know, it's bad enough that both of my roommates just up and disappeared. It's bad enough that I'm stuck in this crummy apartment all by myself, when the blue bitch in charge has just locked us into the neighborhood. But when my food starts talking to me? I'm so done, okay?
[ She opens the top of the takeout box to show to the omni-tool feed -- the indistinguishable heap of food in the box looks perfectly innocuous at first, until it starts...wriggling. And then a couple of black bean mameshiba pop their heads above the surface with a little whoosh of air. They stare at the camera with wet, quivering eyes for a long moment before one of them starts to speak in a tiny voice and heavily affected English. ]
Do you know? Most lipstick contains fish scales --
[ Rachel snaps the top of the box shut, and the mameshiba inside let out muffled cries of dismay. Never has a teenaged girl looked this angry over bad takeout. Seriously, if looks can kill... Well, at least Rachel's grizzly morph can.
Her nostrils flare, her jaw set tight, and oh yeah, she looks pissed. Pissed to cover up being scared and upset because she's alone, and the food is infested with weird little Japanimation beans, and she doesn't like it when the rug gets pulled out from under her. ]
It's been crap like that, nonstop. Creepy, disgusting trivia every time I open the stupid box. And it's all so weird! Who even knows this stuff?
[ Nerds, Rachel. Nerds know this stuff. And right now, that makes her so angry.
She leans forward, eyes narrowed, and pronounces with total, seething conviction: ]
This. Is. So. Gross.
You know, it's bad enough that both of my roommates just up and disappeared. It's bad enough that I'm stuck in this crummy apartment all by myself, when the blue bitch in charge has just locked us into the neighborhood. But when my food starts talking to me? I'm so done, okay?
[ She opens the top of the takeout box to show to the omni-tool feed -- the indistinguishable heap of food in the box looks perfectly innocuous at first, until it starts...wriggling. And then a couple of black bean mameshiba pop their heads above the surface with a little whoosh of air. They stare at the camera with wet, quivering eyes for a long moment before one of them starts to speak in a tiny voice and heavily affected English. ]
Do you know? Most lipstick contains fish scales --
[ Rachel snaps the top of the box shut, and the mameshiba inside let out muffled cries of dismay. Never has a teenaged girl looked this angry over bad takeout. Seriously, if looks can kill... Well, at least Rachel's grizzly morph can.
Her nostrils flare, her jaw set tight, and oh yeah, she looks pissed. Pissed to cover up being scared and upset because she's alone, and the food is infested with weird little Japanimation beans, and she doesn't like it when the rug gets pulled out from under her. ]
It's been crap like that, nonstop. Creepy, disgusting trivia every time I open the stupid box. And it's all so weird! Who even knows this stuff?
[ Nerds, Rachel. Nerds know this stuff. And right now, that makes her so angry.
She leans forward, eyes narrowed, and pronounces with total, seething conviction: ]
This. Is. So. Gross.
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I have zero idea where Starscream went, but if you told me he had exploded into these things, I would believe you entirely. I can't blame Aria for not wanting these on the rest of her station.
[she scowls, swatting a red one out of what used to be a pigtail but now hangs loose.]
How difficult are they to kill? Have you even tried it yet?
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[ Okay, okay, not the point. Rachel huffs, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. ]
They squash pretty easy as long as you put some power into it. But more of them keep popping out. I'm not really sure they're not multiplying.
[ SHUDDER. UGH. ]
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[looking off to one side, she slams closed the lid of a nondescript box of take-out food.]
I don't know which would be worse, thousands of alive ones or thousands of corpses. This space station is disgusting.
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[ She gives her own takeout container an uneasy stare. ]
Looking at me.
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If you had McDonalds where you come from, you'd be pretty glad for food safety laws. Things work a little differently in my world.
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If this food is so unsafe to begin with, why do you continue to eat it?
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For most of us, yeah. I mean...look around here. Do these people look like they do much hunting to you?
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But the krogan are probably fantastic hunters, now that you mention it.
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[ That's probably not true, but hey, ask Rachel to explain Z-space or how morphing works and see what kind of answer you get. ]
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[there is zero sense of self-awareness in her words.]
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Did you think I was joking, all those times I said I'd killed a god?
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I guess I didn't really think about it.
Look, I don't know anyone from any other universe who's had an alien invasion like ours happen. And trust me, it's weird. But you think time travel is normal?
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