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Eleanor had really tried to make it to school before the first day. Well not really. There had been one honest attempt to pack before she got distracted by a string of YouTube fail videos and then missing two buses in a row.

If you wanted to track her progress on the island you could see a trail of annoyed rickshaw drivers, a moderately offended grocery clerk and a small trail of shrimp tails leading to the dorm.

Anyone walking down the hallway would see her carrying all her worldly possessions and two large party trays full of shrimp cocktail and a bag of two large plastic bottles containing low quality tequila and margarita mix. After struggling with the door she managed to kick it open, dump all her stuff on the floor and proceeded to start mixing a large drink and eating shrimp while looking at her class schedule.

"Ethics? Ugh. Who picked that garbage?" she said finishing her drink and adding a twizzler in it to use as a straw. "This place already blows."

[OOC: First post for Eleanor. Open door, open post.]

Date: 2019-09-03 04:20 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (over the shoulder)
From: [personal profile] intotheout
Tip did, in fact, see Eleanor and her -- let's call it "unique" -- load of luggage, and decided to go investigate instead of heading out onto the deck with a book like she'd planned.

"Hey. Need a hand with any of that . . . shrimp?"

Honestly, having been in Fandom this long, Tip's primary reaction was to be very glad this girl hadn't been in town during the week without seafood.

Date: 2019-09-03 04:48 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

Tip had, in fact, meant it in a more of a "help get you settled in" way, that then got distracted by the shrimp. She did take one, though, since. Well. Shrimp was tasty.

"Tip Tucci," she offered in return. "Nice to meet you. You know, I actually lived in Arizona for awhile. It was . . . interesting."

Her world had been conquered by not one, but two alien races at the time, so "interesting" was about the kindest way she could put that.

Date: 2019-09-03 05:17 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

Tip laughed. "I definitely remember the racism." It was hard to miss. "And, well. Mom and I lived in a casino a bunch of white people stole from the local tribe." They'd actually been confused when Tip had pointed out how fucked up that was. "So, yeah. 'Interesting' is kind of a polite way of saying 'horrifying' in this case."

Speaking of. "No thanks. I try not to drink before . . ." Ever. ". . . Sundown."

Date: 2019-09-03 05:35 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

Oh Eleanor. How fast did you want your brain broken?

"Um. No, not quite. It was more of a 'squat wherever you can' kind of situation. Were you here for the welcome picnic, or did you just get in?"

Date: 2019-09-03 06:07 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

"Are you . . . trying to say 'fuck' and 'shit'?" Tip asked, looking ever so slightly displeased at saying the words herself she was from a kid's canon, after all. "Huh. You've got your own profanity filter. That's a new one."

At least this made the whole "Fandom is weird" speech slightly easier, despite not having a giant shark-man to point to.

Date: 2019-09-03 06:26 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

"I just mean I haven't seen it before. And around here I've seen a lot." Tip shrugged. "Okay, so, it sounds like you're from a pretty normal place. Welcome to Fandom, where magical profanity filters exist. Among other things."

Date: 2019-09-03 06:53 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

"Like, not cheap magician 'illusions'," Tip said. "Okay, let's see: one of my best friends sees and talks to ghosts on the regular. I've visited the home of a giant shark prince on more than one occasion. I lived in Arizona because in my universe, Earth got invaded by aliens and they decided to move all the humans to one state so they could keep the rest of the country to themselves. So -- yeah. Stupid people being stupid is still pretty normal."

Date: 2019-09-03 07:21 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

Tip shrugged. "It beat living with my mom."

Tip's mom was actually a perfectly lovely woman. She just also had a kid too early, and didn't grow into said perfectly lovely woman until the alien invasion forced her to grow up when Tip was eleven.

Date: 2019-09-03 07:34 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

Tip had to laugh. "Hey, maybe it's a PG-13 thing, and you'll still manage to get one 'fuck' in when you really need it."

Date: 2019-09-03 08:07 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

"Three years?" Tip thought back and shrugged. "I started first semester freshman year, and I'm a senior now. So yeah. Three years."

Date: 2019-09-03 10:26 pm (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

Being turned into a heartless fashion doll and reporting on people to the secret police was still much to fresh an example, for all that it was the first thing that sprang to her mind.

"When I first came here, there was a bright pink pony that ran a party store in town."

And if that wasn't enough, Tip could tell Eleanor about how that pony had turned into a literal ravenous monster one week and ambushed the unwary all over town.

Date: 2019-09-04 02:19 am (UTC)
intotheout: (Default)
From: [personal profile] intotheout

"Yeah, there's not much I can do about that. You'll get used to it eventually, though."

Date: 2019-09-03 07:04 pm (UTC)
unusual_sith: (Default)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
Lana may or may not have been staying in the common room, checking every new person to see which room they went into. She was hoping her little sibling showed up soon, because she really didn't want to have to go searching the sewers for them.

She perked up when this new girl went into 203, then strode over to knock on the doorframe. "Eleanor Shellstrop?"

Date: 2019-09-03 07:22 pm (UTC)
unusual_sith: (smile)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
Lana stuck out her hand. "Lana Beniko. The school's assigned me as your big sister, to help you find your feet."

Date: 2019-09-04 01:16 am (UTC)
unusual_sith: (what now?)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
"...You can't say fork?" Lana asked. "You seem to be saying it just fine."

It seemed a bit early to drink, for Lana, but if this were a cultural thing, she could at least have a little. "All right. And what do you mean, a profanity filter?"

Date: 2019-09-04 02:52 am (UTC)
unusual_sith: (not really)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
"You mean kriff?"

Lana frowned. "I've never met a talking pink pony, but if somebody else said there was one, there probably was."

Date: 2019-09-04 03:33 am (UTC)
unusual_sith: (talking)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
That was...decidedly odd. Lana shook her head and thought about the question.

"Patience, an open mind, and going armed whenever possible. We put together some welcome packets - are you from Earth and 2019?"

Date: 2019-09-04 07:06 pm (UTC)
unusual_sith: (talking)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
"You can, but this world might not be the same as yours," Lana advised. "You'd probably want to start small, just in case. I'm not sure what differences there are between your time and now; I'm not actually from Earth at all. But at least you'll know the local language and customs, so that should make it easier."

Date: 2019-09-05 02:21 am (UTC)
unusual_sith: (seriously?)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
"I'm not an albino, no," Lana said. "I'm human. I'm also Sith; that's why my eyes are this colour. And I'm still real, I promise."

Date: 2019-09-05 02:39 pm (UTC)
unusual_sith: (seriously?)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
"I have an armoured tunic, if that's what you're asking?" Lana said. "I'm not sure exactly what a 'cool sci-fi shirt' would be."

Date: 2019-09-05 03:54 pm (UTC)
unusual_sith: (smile)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
Lana watched her for a moment, bemused. "So, you really just meant anything 'sci-fi' and were using profanity. Got it. Well, I still have my armour. And my lightsaber; nobody here seems to have those. And I have a holocom."

She pulled it out; it was a disk a few inches wide and about an inch thick that sat in her hand. When she turned it on, a blue hologram of the Empire's symbol floated in the air above it. "Though I don't have anybody to call at the moment."

Date: 2019-09-05 05:14 pm (UTC)
unusual_sith: (yeah no)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
Yeah, no. "Probably not; they're specific to my galaxy. But Fridays in the park one of the teachers and I practice."

Date: 2019-09-05 06:57 pm (UTC)
unusual_sith: (half in shadow)
From: [personal profile] unusual_sith
"If we minded audiences, we'd probably go somewhere else," Lana said. "As long as you stand back far enough, I don't think either of us would mind."

Please don't get skewered, Eleanor. That would be an utter failure of siblingdom.

Date: 2019-09-04 01:31 am (UTC)
abbreviateme: (Delicious!)
From: [personal profile] abbreviateme
And Kyubey just meandered on in like he owned the place, hopping up on the other bed, curling up on the pillow, and making himself at home as he watched his...

Roommate...

... with interest.

Possibly because she had shrimp.

Date: 2019-09-04 02:37 am (UTC)
abbreviateme: (Default)
From: [personal profile] abbreviateme
Kyubey flicked his tail and said, in his mild, cheerful voice, "I'm your roommate!"

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