acrimsongaze: (if you had your gun)
Neophyte Redglare ([personal profile] acrimsongaze) wrote in [community profile] checkin2015-04-13 08:21 am

I ♎ video

[the feed begins, showing a woman with red hair, fair skin, teal irises, and scarlet glasses, glaring so intensely at the camera you'd think she was trying to burn it with her eyes. she's absolutely unhappy with the current situation for several reasons, the first being--]

I am sure someone is viewing this, and who ever is should know where the hell I am. If this is supposed to be paradise for the dead, this is the poorest rendition of it I've ever seen. And trust me, I've heard of one with Faygo rivers and trees that grow special stardust. I believe I'd take that over this.

[even after their subtle betrayal, she'd take the damn clowns' idea of heaven, and all the clowns in it. at least then she'd be in her own body, and would understand so much more about it.]

The matter of where can be addressed with ease, as can the matter of why I'm here, how I was brought, and who did so. What I do not understand is the "what" of things. Particularly, what am I? Am I some sort of slug? A strange relative of the cholerbear? Is this what reincarnation really is? If it is, I think I would've been more content as a ghost.

[she gives a thoughtful pause, then softens slightly. her answers would come in due time. they always did. no need to be so upset... her gaze focuses back onto the camera, but this time it is not so harsh.]

If anyone has any information regarding any of my questions, please contact me as soon as possible. I am willing to work with anyone who has an idea of what is happening to me. [her calm facade shifts into something a bit more manic, a grin suddenly splitting her face.] And if anyone has any intelligence on the pirate, Marquise Spinneret Mindfang, please report it to me as well. [for what reasons? none that could be too good. before the feed ends, redglare winks, and offers few parting words:]

A good evening to you. Until we meet again.

[end feed.]
magicsprice: ([.]We put it all together)

[personal profile] magicsprice 2015-04-19 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Given his history, I'm afraid not. We've had our disagreements in the past, starting with him stealing away my first wife, or rather enabling her to abandon me and our son. When events resulted in my killing my wife turned pirate in front of him, he swore a vendetta on me. Since then he's tried [and failed, though that second time did damn near succeed.] to kill me twice.

As for his exploits here, he's merely tried to turn everyone against me here by bringing up my less than stellar past and casting me in a rather negative light. I have little doubt that given time, he may attempt for assassination three once he realizes he stands more of a chance succeeding at it here.
magicsprice: ([.]It feels just like a beat up truck)

[personal profile] magicsprice 2015-04-26 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[The disdain is quite obvious and he's momentary amused to think that he may have just met someone who might dislike pirates more than he does.]

Thank you. I'll keep the offer in mind.

[And now to change the topic, because having one about the pirate wasn't something he wanted to discuss at length.]

It's interesting to note that this place is capable of dragging those who died into it's halls. May I ask how your transition from death to waking here was?

[He was mostly asking for comparison reasons. After all, he's been trying to figure out if whatever brought him here after his suicide yanked him here en route to the vault or from the vault itself. Either way, he still looked as he had prior to his death, even if he currently lacked his dagger.]
magicsprice: ([+]I don't remember when)

[personal profile] magicsprice 2015-05-11 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[The first line actually amuses him. Which shows both in his eyes and the small amused smirk on his lips. After she explained, his expression sobers some, amusement giving way to consideration and curiosity.]

Interesting. I didn't fall to my demise, my own death was self-inflicted, done to save my family. Yet after it occurred, I found myself falling into a room here and was made aware that somehow I had escaped death.