Faith June Catchall

[moonlightglory]

Who: Faith and anyone else
What: Incoherent texting, hangovers, video games.
When: From the drug PSA groupwatch through the end of the month
Where: Wherever, really
Warnings: Implied alcohol and drugs

1 - The night of the drug PSA

[ Over the space of about an hour, Faith texts out several consecutive public posts. If you weren't there for this, the context might be a bit confusing. ]

(1A, attached to a blurry picture of a TV screen)
What the fuck is this thing

(1B)
Poll are ghosts real or fake also how can I meet some

(1C)
Yoooo where all the single ladies at tonite

(1D)
19

(1E)
[ This one is a video post. A shaky one, focusing approximately in the direction of an indistinct object on the floor. ]

Check this shit out. C'mere, leg.

[ The object - apparently Faith's prosthetic - levitates off the ground, and floats towards the camera until Faith grabs out with her free hand. ]

I've had this for months and it's still sick. Jail is awesome.


2 - The day after the drug PSA

[ Getting high, getting drunk, poor planning skills and being kind of a lightweight are not a good combination. Faith gets up today at the crack of noon, dragging herself reluctantly out of bed to interact with a world full of bright lights and loud sounds to eat something. For what little time she's actually around and interacting with the world, she looks about as well as someone with the devil's own hangover to look.

If you want to say hi, do it softly. ]

3 - A/V Room

[ With no classes to attend and no real job to do, Faith can get bored. Bored enough, even, to play the occasional video game. How bad could it be?

Battle Kid Maker, chosen off the list at random, seems to be some kind of action platformer where you make your own levels and trade them with other people online. There's no online connection to pull more levels from, but apparently the console came with a couple dozen levels already saved on its hard drive. There are barely any on there that aren't nigh-impossible.

What started as a way to kill time eventually transformed into a battle of pride. Faith's mounting frustration has pushed all thoughts of just putting the game out of her head, and is also probably the source of those swear words echoing out into the hallway. Someone should probably distract her before the station ends up with one less functional controller. ]

4 - Wildcard

[ Anything else you want to do with Faith? Hit me up!]

Comments

2

[fistsofchange]

[Guess who was up and jogging by eight despite last night's activities. Lin wanders in looking just fine and starts making tea.]

Hello Faith. You look awful.

[moonlightglory]

[Faith is having a post-noon breakfast of a glass of water and a banana. Anything more seemed daunting.]

Mmrglbrgl.

[fistsofchange]

Yeah it was pretty bad. I wasn't up until almost eight and I had a terrible headache.

The water helps.

[moonlightglory]

Morning people are the worst.

...Did I say anything weird last night? I feel like probably.

[fistsofchange]

I think we all said some weird things last night.

Oh wait hang on, I know.

[Lin pulls out her phone and shows Faith her own text posts from the previous night.]

3

[nor_iron_bars]

[Jail leans casually against the back of the couch that Faith is sitting on, watching her lack of progress thoughtfully. Finally, after about ten minutes of companionable silence on her part:]

You know you're supposed to use the grappling hook for this level, right?

[moonlightglory]

What fucking grappling hook?

[Listen.]

[nor_iron_bars]

Hold down the A button, then press up to open the inventory. Grappling hook's the first item in there.

[Did... Did Faith even know you had items in this game?]

[moonlightglory]

Hold down the...

[A button issss that one okay.]

What the fuck is all THIS shit? What the fuck.

[nor_iron_bars]

It'll tell you how to use an item if you select it. Most of the items are optional shit but there's like five of them that the entire game is literally unwinnable without.

[A pause. Should she tell her, or...]

And you're still missing one of them, you were supposed to get the shield back at the start of this level. You're gonna have to backtrack or you're screwed.

2

[hairpincurves]

[Well, Faith's not the only one in the kitchen at the moment--Akira's hard at work making... some egg, crab meat, and vegetable monstrosity kanitama.]

... Oh, Faith-san, hi! Are... [A pause, a frown.] Good grief, are you alright? You look like hell.

[moonlightglory]

[Groooan. Faith manages a wave.]

Turns out weed shuts down the part of my brain that's in charge of telling me when to stop drinking.

[hairpincurves]

[Akira manages to make her wince at the mention of drinking seem... well, hopefully less obvious. She puts the food she's working on to one side to get a glass of water and offer that to Faith.]

Here. You feeling okay enough for food, or would this be too much? [A gesture to what she's making.]

[moonlightglory]

[Uncertain look at Akira's kanitama. Whether or not she's culinarily adventurous in general, she sure as hell isn't right now.]

What is that stuff, anyway?

[hairpincurves]

Kanitama-- it's just beaten egg, crab meat, plus carrots and peas.

[She tilts her head, considering something.]

If you've had egg foo young, it's kind of like that.

1B | UN: Probablecaws

[foolishjustice]

The floating jellyfish in the Trivesta's cargo hold are ghosts, albeit badly degraded ones.

[moonlightglory]

The fucks a trivesta

[foolishjustice]

The large cargo ship out on the reef. A few dozen ghosts were using it as a refuge to hide from something very dangerous.

[moonlightglory]

Fuckin baller are they cool ghosts

[foolishjustice]

Well, they do manifest as glowing, floating jellyfish that turn invisible in complete darkness.

They're not in very good shape, though. I had to do some work repairing their souls before they could even communicate more than vague emotions.

2

[karappo]

[Karamatsu recognizes Faith from his first night at the station. She was lying on the floor then, too.

He eventually decides to wander over to where she is, able to recognize the afteraffects of a hang-over as someone who suffered them all too frequently, being a lightweight himself. He offers her what he hopes is a good-natured smile.]

You know, we have to stop meeting like this.

[moonlightglory]

Blurg.

[Oh, it's this guy again. She doesn't remember his name at the moment.]

Tell that to past Faith so she doesn't get wasted last night.

[karappo]

I would if I could, believe me.

[Karamatsu's smile widens as he crouches down near her, his forearms draped over his knees.]

Did you have something good to drink, if nothing else?

[moonlightglory]

No idea. I think Jail got it for me, so it was probably terrible. This is the person who thinks birthday-cake-flavored vodka is a good idea.

[karappo]

[You know to someone's wasted mind, that might sound pretty darn good.]

That is a shame. Perhaps you could find a better drinking partner next time?

[He raises a brow, tapping his claws against his knees.]

I might happen to know a few.