☽ marceline abadeer, the vampire queen (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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maskormenace2015-12-12 11:22 pm
bassriff) wrote in maskormenace2015-12-12 11:22 pm
track 5 | video, fwd-dated to 12/15; ID: Marceline Abadeer
[The camera starts off pointed at a wall, with Marceline muttering obscenities, things that probably aren't real words, and something about Bonnibel and glitter in the background. And she's using her full name on the network for a change! She can't be bothered to mess around with her comm to get around the default again, and using the Vampire Queen title feels... wrong. For now, anyway.
Finally, she switches to the front camera and comes into focus, holding the thing up like she's taking a selfie. That huge mess of black hair is gone, chopped to a bob cut ending around her shoulders. She's sitting in her living room on the same old and worn green couch Bubblegum's last post showed off, with some stacked cardboard boxes piled up around. Still in the process of moving back in.
The first thing that most people might notice is that she's covered in goddamned terrible glitter and tinsel and doesn't look very enthusiastic about it. Even while wearing a hideous Krampus sweater. Her small little muppety shih tzu/poodle mix dog is chilling next to her on the couch, also covered in glitter. (Ozzy, for his part, doesn't seem so bothered about it.) The couch is covered in glitter. Her ax-bass propped up next to it? GLITTER and TINSEL. It's in her hair. It's clinging to her face and hands, it's all over the sweater. There's a burst of tinsel hanging off of the couch and another slung over her shoulder. Everywhere, everywhere, just sparkly useless cut-up decorative crap. WHAT IS SHE SUPPOSED TO DO WITH ALL OF THIS.
Marceline takes a deep breath, just to try to recollect her cool, deciding to just. Move on with what she wanted to say.]
So, uh, yeah. I'm back? Dag, it's been a while on my side. Three years in Ooo, then I get here and it's not even a month! That's some jacked-up bizness, guys. [How do people deal with this?? Squaring the time fuckery and the two sets of memories hasn't been the easiest.]
Did anything happen besides that power jumble? I'm cool with missing that action, I think I prolly had enough excitement this week.
[She rubs at her neck, before scritching behind Ozzy's ears. Glancing around the room, she's definitely annoyed again. Whatever other thought she might have had takes a back seat.]
Ugh, where'd Bonnie pack the vacuum? [Aaaand she looks up, expression going to full-on disbelief.] Whaaaaaa... [Turning the camera upwards, and. Well. Her vacuum cleaner is stuck to her ceiling.]
BUBBLEGUM--
[That sound as the video turns off? Yeah, that's Marceline screaming into a throw pillow.]
Finally, she switches to the front camera and comes into focus, holding the thing up like she's taking a selfie. That huge mess of black hair is gone, chopped to a bob cut ending around her shoulders. She's sitting in her living room on the same old and worn green couch Bubblegum's last post showed off, with some stacked cardboard boxes piled up around. Still in the process of moving back in.
The first thing that most people might notice is that she's covered in goddamned terrible glitter and tinsel and doesn't look very enthusiastic about it. Even while wearing a hideous Krampus sweater. Her small little muppety shih tzu/poodle mix dog is chilling next to her on the couch, also covered in glitter. (Ozzy, for his part, doesn't seem so bothered about it.) The couch is covered in glitter. Her ax-bass propped up next to it? GLITTER and TINSEL. It's in her hair. It's clinging to her face and hands, it's all over the sweater. There's a burst of tinsel hanging off of the couch and another slung over her shoulder. Everywhere, everywhere, just sparkly useless cut-up decorative crap. WHAT IS SHE SUPPOSED TO DO WITH ALL OF THIS.
Marceline takes a deep breath, just to try to recollect her cool, deciding to just. Move on with what she wanted to say.]
So, uh, yeah. I'm back? Dag, it's been a while on my side. Three years in Ooo, then I get here and it's not even a month! That's some jacked-up bizness, guys. [How do people deal with this?? Squaring the time fuckery and the two sets of memories hasn't been the easiest.]
Did anything happen besides that power jumble? I'm cool with missing that action, I think I prolly had enough excitement this week.
[She rubs at her neck, before scritching behind Ozzy's ears. Glancing around the room, she's definitely annoyed again. Whatever other thought she might have had takes a back seat.]
Ugh, where'd Bonnie pack the vacuum? [Aaaand she looks up, expression going to full-on disbelief.] Whaaaaaa... [Turning the camera upwards, and. Well. Her vacuum cleaner is stuck to her ceiling.]
BUBBLEGUM--
[That sound as the video turns off? Yeah, that's Marceline screaming into a throw pillow.]
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