★ AUG. (CATCH ALL); & when time at last consumes me, Broken & unholy。

[southernchere]

Who: rogue & co. / jinx & co.
Where: all over aldrip
What: an august catch-all log for both of my characters.
Warnings: JINX: suffers from mental illness. such as the following - schizophrenia, hallucinations, PTSD, separation anxiety, & dissociation. these illnesses may or may not happen in this log. JINX'S BIO, PERMS, & OP-OUT: HERE.

ROGUE TOP-LEVEL DIRECTORY

⨂ — NOURISH YOUR SOUL DINING ● OPEN
⨂ —
⨂ —

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JINX TOP-LEVEL DIRECTORY

💥 — THE LAST DROP ● OPEN
💥— BAR LUPIN ● OPEN
💥 — TIMEBOMB ● PRIVATE
💥 — SILLY GLITCH HIJINKS ● OPEN

Comments

house calls

[endcaller]

[Fandaniel is walking down the street in the opposite direction when he notices the woman pulling the wagon of cloaks, furs, and other winter necessities.

Before he can lift a hand to wave a welcome robot wheels out from beneath his robes and drifts across the road to stop in front of her.

After a silent pause, its front screen lights up with bright cheer. This is its moment!

WELCOME!

WE'RE COLD!

Fandaniel bustles after it and scoops it into his arms, then looks Jinx over with a bewildered smile.]

Good morrow to you!

You would not happen to know which way it is to the Inn, would you? I thought I knew, but it turns out I may not.

[opheliac]

[ jinx blinks behind the mask when a miniature robot skates in her path. she had heard when arrivals land their way to this newer version of aldrip, they get approached by a cyborg carrying their devices or... whatever they hand out.

and honestly, she's a bit envious she came at a time when the city was a bumpkin looking place, and wares were hard to come by. while many believes what ragna did was a stupid idea, in her opinion, it was probably the best thing he did for this place. to answer his question, the teenager paces on step behind her, then points to the snowy pathway behind her. ]

It's down that way. You're on the right track, friend.

[endcaller]

Thank you.

[The robot in his arms spins its wheels as he starts to walk away but then he pauses and glances back at her, looking from her wagon, to the mask, then back again.]

Jinx?

Is that you?

[He walks back up to her with a small grin.]

Still hiding your face and voice I see. Is that a new mask? It's darling.

[With one quick motion he tucks the robot under his arm and reaches out to tap the beak of her mask, the grin on his face growing slightly.]

[opheliac]

[ she was on her way to venture off again, until fandaniel chunked two and two together of her identity. in all fairness, this new mask shapes her appearance to be less incognito, but she can't wear the boy savior's disguise forever. especially when he volunteered to help her in this cause of hers. before she can utter a word, her eye twitch behind the masquerade, then lifts it above her head — snarling. ]

Hey, hands off! I'm still your superior, so don't treat me like I'm some kid.

[endcaller]

Ah.

I've overstepped. Pardon my manners.

[He draws back a pace and stoops into an elegant bow.]

I do admire the bird motif. Consider me something of an enthusiast when it comes to avian beings.

[As he draws upright he continues to grin.]

Did you make it yourself?

[opheliac]

Sorta. I had help with our other recruit.

[ which, coming up with a design and working together with ekko really felt like old times. but naturally, she isn't going to be the one who will ever voice her enjoyment with him publicly. ]

— You'll get to meet him soon if you haven't yet. He goes by "Boy Savior" or "Firelight". But I just call him, "Bug" or "Dork" or both.

[endcaller]

"Boy Savior"?

[He sways in closer again, thoughtfully flexing his fingers as he stifles a small giggle.]

My, what a lofty appellation. Whence came it?

As far as I can see there is but one savior here and that would be the young lady handing out supplies so her people don't freeze.

[opheliac]

I made up the name for him. And the meaning behind it is a secret, sorry! My lips are completely sealed.

[ but the flattering does get her to puff her chest a bit, and her smile crooks up and gets coated with egotism. ]

Heh, yeah well!! — You don't see anyone else doing what I'm doing, do ya? If everyone is sooooooo into togetherness like I am, they would be swarming the streets.

[ or perhaps some chosen are helping out others, and she just doesn't have the slightest idea. but so far in her voyage, she hasn't seen a single soul yet beyond fandaniel and his robot friend. ]

And this is exactly what I'm talkin' about. Everyone here talks a big game, but no one wants to fill in the shoes. That's where I'm coming in.

[endcaller]

'Tis not an uncommon thing, I'm afraid. People talk about a movement only to sit on their proverbial laurels waiting for someone else to make it happen.

[He reaches out to drum his knuckles on the edge of the wagon, smirking slightly as he looks over the fabrics. Tending to the comfort of the natives and Chosen is a lovely gesture. Quite possibly a pointless one as well, if these glitches end up destroying them all.]

Most are likely afraid to leave their homes in this madness.

[opheliac]

It's pretty funny how everyone is from different realms and junk, but they all act the same.

[ she monitors her comrade, who is peeking through her variety of clothing and blankets, yet does nothing to stop him. if he wishes to carry more, she won't oppose. with the locals frozen in place, it'd be a waste to allow all materials and resource to sit on shelves to collect dust. ]

Burying your head in a hole can only do but so much for ya. You're still going to have to face the music.