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maskormenace2017-02-12 10:18 am
magnitudes) wrote in maskormenace2017-02-12 10:18 am
Entry tags:
- abigail hobbs | n/a,
- † barry allen | the flash,
- † bianca reyes | n/a,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † jessica jones | n/a,
- † john watson | n/a,
- † kitty jones | n/a,
- † robbie reyes | ghost rider,
- † ruby lucas | red,
- † sabriel | abhorsen,
- † sam merlotte | n/a,
- † sarissa theron | n/a,
- † ted kord | blue beetle ii
007. ( video. )
( HI guys. This is Sarissa. Last time she was on the network she was wearing a ridiculous shirt and was even more ridiculously drunk, a shenanigan that involved yelling at people about art and being excessively poetic. It was a mess.
Now here is Sarissa, looking a lot more serious. Her hair is pulled back into a messy bun, is wearing a dark charcoal button down, and is entirely sober. )
Uh— hi. I’m Sarissa Theron. A few of you have already had the misfortune of speaking to me, in person or on here. Usually I’m pretty obnoxious, so—
( She frowns, and pauses. No, deflecting won’t work for this, and she rolls her shoulders to get herself to focus. )
Some of you might have heard by now that I was murdered. Twice, actually. The first time was just after Thanksgiving and the second time was at the tail end of that blackout we was all in a fluster about. I lied the first time around and said I didn’t know who killed me, because…
( Her gaze drops, for a moment. ) I was scared, mostly. Thought I was protecting the people I cared about, and I thought silence was the only way to do it, because the person I was protecting them from was - is - invulnerable. That kind of backfired, but. So— here I am.
His name is Sylar, but some of you might’ve met him as Gabriel Gray. He has a kind of… hunger, or an obsession, I guess, with collecting powers. That was why he killed me the first time around, so he could take a power of mine.
( She exhales, slowly, working herself up to the next bit. ) To be perfectly clear, he’s a fuckhead and he tried to hurt people I care about to make a game outta our lives. But I think— I think despite my visceral feelings about it, what’s more important than trying to take him apart is trying to get him help. Justice, obviously, he needs to take responsibility for what he did, but just— if you find him, and if you’re able to contain someone like him, don’t hurt him or... be shit, basically. Something happened, maybe, to make him how he is and vengeance and all that aren’t gonna help him get better, they’ll just give him more rage to run on. I figure enough of us around these parts are from heaps messed up worlds or have seen messed up shit to know what that’s like, in some way.
Anyway. I’m sorry I didn’t come out and say it sooner. If you have questions or that, I’ll answer them as good as I can.
( ooc: Sylar stuff is public knowledge as of the Majority report if you want your character to be a bit familiar with it. )
Now here is Sarissa, looking a lot more serious. Her hair is pulled back into a messy bun, is wearing a dark charcoal button down, and is entirely sober. )
Uh— hi. I’m Sarissa Theron. A few of you have already had the misfortune of speaking to me, in person or on here. Usually I’m pretty obnoxious, so—
( She frowns, and pauses. No, deflecting won’t work for this, and she rolls her shoulders to get herself to focus. )
Some of you might have heard by now that I was murdered. Twice, actually. The first time was just after Thanksgiving and the second time was at the tail end of that blackout we was all in a fluster about. I lied the first time around and said I didn’t know who killed me, because…
( Her gaze drops, for a moment. ) I was scared, mostly. Thought I was protecting the people I cared about, and I thought silence was the only way to do it, because the person I was protecting them from was - is - invulnerable. That kind of backfired, but. So— here I am.
His name is Sylar, but some of you might’ve met him as Gabriel Gray. He has a kind of… hunger, or an obsession, I guess, with collecting powers. That was why he killed me the first time around, so he could take a power of mine.
( She exhales, slowly, working herself up to the next bit. ) To be perfectly clear, he’s a fuckhead and he tried to hurt people I care about to make a game outta our lives. But I think— I think despite my visceral feelings about it, what’s more important than trying to take him apart is trying to get him help. Justice, obviously, he needs to take responsibility for what he did, but just— if you find him, and if you’re able to contain someone like him, don’t hurt him or... be shit, basically. Something happened, maybe, to make him how he is and vengeance and all that aren’t gonna help him get better, they’ll just give him more rage to run on. I figure enough of us around these parts are from heaps messed up worlds or have seen messed up shit to know what that’s like, in some way.
Anyway. I’m sorry I didn’t come out and say it sooner. If you have questions or that, I’ll answer them as good as I can.
( ooc: Sylar stuff is public knowledge as of the Majority report if you want your character to be a bit familiar with it. )
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Maybe. Trying to figure out if drinking right now would be a slippery slope to me doing stupid things, and I am trying really hard not to do more stupid shit right now. On the other hand, I could really use a bourbon, sometime.
( And on the other other hand: shit with Ruby and Sarah is still seeming awkward, and she doesn't want things to be weird. ) I'll let you know.
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[Weird? What's weird? How could any of this be weird? It's totally fine!]
I can't promise I've never had a reputation for doing some pretty stupid stuff myself when drinking, but I like to think I've matured since then. At least a little.
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( To think, a few weeks ago she'd have been all over hearing about how fucked up Ruby was. Oh, how times change. )
I think maturity only happens to cheese and liquor. People, we just start recognising cause and effect a bit better.
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[And maybe there's something to be said for a nice distraction.]
Mine's kind of a special case though. You know those times that people disappear and then come back with new memories? Well, a few years back, I had a similar thing happen, but in overdrive. In a split second, I gained about three decades of memories.
That's got to be a kind of maturing, right?
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( God damn this place is weird. And there's other thoughts tied to that, but she's going to try very hard not to think about Alison turning up and not remembering her. )
Honestly that sounds like a really, really bad acid trip. Jesus. What the hell?
( SHE KNEW RUBY WAS WEIRD, AHA )
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[There really need to be some pamphlets about this stuff to hand out or something.]
But yeah, it was pretty wild. It turns out, a bunch of my memories had been stolen and replaced with fake ones by someone with crazy powers, until someone got them all back for me, leaving me with both sets now. Which is a story I probably wouldn't be telling you if we were literally anywhere but here, because it makes me sound like a crazy person.
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No kidding.
( Which is about all the reply she can manage for all of that, because it is so much. She inhales, exhales, and cants her head to the side. )
So, goes without saying there's magical bullshit goin' on where you're from, hey?
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[Too much, sometimes.]
I'm guessing there isn't in your world?
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( Still keeping up the clone front, diligently. And.... well. )
Far as I know, anyway.
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[There may be a stealthy pun there.]
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( She is so Tired, but it's more a mutter than anything else. )
Well, there's always a chance I'll get turned into a toad.
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