( 009 ) video ✶ i can’t help my feelings i’ll go out of my mind

[unparental]

[ jenna could have sworn she was done with being the nearly thirty year old who still gets high in public. but rey had a really big bag. a really. big. bag.

smoking with a vampire is worse for weed hogging than bong hits with michael phelps, news at eleven. at least she's a bit more coherent than her comrades.

the posts starts without ceremony, various limbs belonging to ariadne and rey in the background. ]

All right, we-- [ she flings out an arm, gathering two separate 'oofs' ] have all been here since day one. Day one. And a guy gave Rey a huge bag of weed, and we're not leaving this room until it's all smoked, because this place is the worst second chance invented without the cast of Jersey Shore involved. Seriously--

Wait, what's Jersey Shore? [ that from ariadne. jenna stops, frowning. ]

It's-- Rey, help me out here.

[ rey shakes her head slowly, eyes lidded. ] Can't, I have the same question.

[ jenna wrinkles her nose. ] Okay, it's-- orange people, from New Jersey, who are apparently Italian but really not, and one of them likes pickles and another one peed in a corner of a bar. [ kanye shrug. ] It's classy, appointment TV.

[ after a moment and three equally 'but why' faces, jenna moves on as their self-appointed spokesman. ] Anyway, what happened to boring space? It was like 'oh, I can't find enough hair ties' not 'holy crap, monsters and doom and people leaving'. I liked space better five months ago.

Rey. Rey, Ari. Quick poll-- play along, viewers at home-- did you like space better five months ago.

[ give her a second, what was her point again? ] Right, and people should come help us. And bring food.

Mostly the food, but helping's cool too. Rey's sharing, but only if you come join us in the People's Republic of Berkeley.

[ which would be the common deck on floor one, for the record. ]

Disallowed are: yelling, fighting, non-consensual pantsing, DARE propaganda, and Fig Newtons. Anything else, come on in.


( ooc | SO REY HAS DECREED ALL WEED IS TO BE SMOKED IN THE PARTY ROOM feel free to say your character dropped by, action it out, whatever. all threads viewable to the stoners three by proximity, label it locked otherwise and maybe one of them rolled over or something.

also blue is ari, and green is rey. )

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[godofthemachine]

["A vessel." An inorganic being used as a vessel. Very interesting indeed.]

Well. Perhaps we're not so different then.

Care to elaborate?

[circumitus]

Possible. I have been told that I may share a likeness with others. [Although she hasn't seen Natalie since the jump. Which may be troublesome.]

Afraid I can't say much more than that. Most of my knowledge had been erased before I arrived here.

[Or filed elsewhere, as some bits and pieces have been coming back from time to time.]

[godofthemachine]

[AM considers the possibility that she's hiding information. Very possible, seeing as they don't really know one another, so he'd have to "befriend" her if the information was worth it.]

How unfortunate. Losing one's memories could be quite... traumatic.

[He continues casually smoking the blunt.]

[circumitus]

I suppose.

[If there is any symptoms of trauma, she doesn't like to express it very often. Least of all in front of people she didn't know. Though, she can't say that list of people is very long.

[She pauses, and takes a long smoke. She makes another attempt at a smoke ring, as she had tried earlier. Doesn't seem to work.]

You said that we are not so different. I'm assuming that you are not human as well?

[Or was not. She knows that there are a few here who had different bodies before, but were changed for some reason.]

[godofthemachine]

[He watches her attempt at the smoke ring but thinks nothing of it. It just looks like she's blowing out smoke.]

No, I'm not... Outside of this spaceship, that is.

Hence why I've never smoked before.

[circumitus]

I don't think I can relate to that. My body did not appear to change as some did before I came here.

[She knew what it was like to trip out on powerful hallucinogens. She's pretty sure it's the reason she doesn't feel so affected by it, much like how she's also sure she isn't capable of ever getting drunk. Alcohol is disgusting, anyway.

[...Most things are disgusting to Rey. Well, they were before.]

[godofthemachine]

An inorganic android, then. Interesting.

[Though he wonders just how inorganic she is. The technology to create such lifelike androids hadn't yet come about on Earth by the time he awoke.

He won't admit it, but he's in slight envy.]

[circumitus]

Possibly. I wouldn't exactly know.

[She hasn't tested her limits, which is part of what this is, and part of what she has been doing all along.]

[godofthemachine]

What a shame.

An android of your quality could have infinite possibilities.

[Which he's envious of. Maybe. But if he could figure out her structure... There would be hope for him yet.]

[circumitus]

Doubtful. I was intended solely for combative operations -- this much I do know. I have no other purpose.

[And killing is just about the only thing she's ever really excelled at, so that doesn't help much.]

[godofthemachine]

[Now he's even more intrigued. Combat. Somewhat similar to how AM was designed, though he wasn't fortunate enough to be given an android body.]

Ah, but you're self-aware and mobile. You have the capability to do more than what you're programmed to.

[circumitus]

I suppose. If so, I haven't figured it out yet. I'm fairly certain I was not even supposed to wake up when I did.

[Or at all, for that matter. Otherwise, she wouldn't have remembered being stuffed in the morgue of an abandoned hospital.]

[godofthemachine]

Perhaps your awakening is a gift.

[Or a horrible curse.]

[circumitus]

Perhaps. Perhaps not. I try not to fool myself into wishful thinking. I'm not capable of it.

[So she believes.]