Arrival (CW: likely discussion of derealization and mental health things, there are no humans in Mae's universe, the first human she sees will freak her out) First pit stop of the trip and things were going great! They'd mostly agreed on the music, mostly agreed to just get their own snacks, and Bea was smiling way more than she had in like a week. It was going great.
Mae splashes some water on her face in the sink and gropes around for the paper towel dispenser that had just been to her right. Except it wasn't to her right? Okay...she opens her eyes and just uses her sleeve for her face and wipes her hands on her jeans. Oh, apparently it was on her left. Sure. Her tail twitches in annoyance but she shakes her head and turns to leave as the bathroom door opens and-- something walks in.
Mae freezes in place, eyes wide and tail bushing out unknowingly as she stares at the stranger, at- it's just her head, right? Just-except it's never this detailed. It's not shapes, just wrong. "What the fuck?"
You are what you eat Alright, well the town seemed reasonable enough, even if everyone in it was fucking weird and messing with her a little (a lot) but she could still...go out. For a little bit. This wasn't going to be college again. She's cooler than that, been through some things. Seen God. She can face a city. She can face a city looking weird, it's not like she has to look at herself. So she goes out on a walk. After an hour, Mae can be found with a rock in her hand that she occasionally licks like an ice cream cone, her abrasive tongue picking up some flecks of the rock as she does. She catches someone's eye and glares at them. "What? I can lick rocks if I want to! Maybe I'm like...low on salt something."
Pieces of you She's not expecting a package and...really, it is suspicious anyone would send anything to her, but curiosity wins out and she's rewarded with a doll's head, one of it's eyes missing and all of it's hair gone, leaving only the holes in the plastic scalp.
"Holy shit." She holds up the doll's head from where she's standing so the nearest light source glows through the holes and lights up the inside. "I'm taping you to my wall. We're about to be best friends, me and my own haunted doll head."
Heart of the Cards Look, she had every intention of helping with decorations, she even threw some streamers in some places, but tarot shit is cool and she can't help gravitating that way. It's no fun alone, however, so she inevitably ends up looking through the card's art twice before beginning a tarot card house. The spirit of the cards was probably bored, right? This would help both of them until someone else shows up. She has most of the walls set up and the first layer of the roof before she hears any footsteps. "Shhh...don't even breathe over here, okay? I'm almost done."
Help the girl with her cards or knock them over or simply wait? Your fate is your own.
((OOC: happy to have a part where the card is discovered/chosen and then a time skip to when Chaos Occurs!))
Mae Borowski | Night in the Woods
First pit stop of the trip and things were going great! They'd mostly agreed on the music, mostly agreed to just get their own snacks, and Bea was smiling way more than she had in like a week. It was going great.
Mae splashes some water on her face in the sink and gropes around for the paper towel dispenser that had just been to her right. Except it wasn't to her right? Okay...she opens her eyes and just uses her sleeve for her face and wipes her hands on her jeans. Oh, apparently it was on her left. Sure. Her tail twitches in annoyance but she shakes her head and turns to leave as the bathroom door opens and-- something walks in.
Mae freezes in place, eyes wide and tail bushing out unknowingly as she stares at the stranger, at- it's just her head, right? Just-except it's never this detailed. It's not shapes, just wrong. "What the fuck?"
You are what you eat
Alright, well the town seemed reasonable enough, even if everyone in it was fucking weird and messing with her a little (a lot) but she could still...go out. For a little bit. This wasn't going to be college again. She's cooler than that, been through some things. Seen God. She can face a city. She can face a city looking weird, it's not like she has to look at herself. So she goes out on a walk. After an hour, Mae can be found with a rock in her hand that she occasionally licks like an ice cream cone, her abrasive tongue picking up some flecks of the rock as she does. She catches someone's eye and glares at them. "What? I can lick rocks if I want to! Maybe I'm like...low on salt something."
Pieces of you
She's not expecting a package and...really, it is suspicious anyone would send anything to her, but curiosity wins out and she's rewarded with a doll's head, one of it's eyes missing and all of it's hair gone, leaving only the holes in the plastic scalp.
"Holy shit." She holds up the doll's head from where she's standing so the nearest light source glows through the holes and lights up the inside. "I'm taping you to my wall. We're about to be best friends, me and my own haunted doll head."
Heart of the Cards
Look, she had every intention of helping with decorations, she even threw some streamers in some places, but tarot shit is cool and she can't help gravitating that way. It's no fun alone, however, so she inevitably ends up looking through the card's art twice before beginning a tarot card house. The spirit of the cards was probably bored, right? This would help both of them until someone else shows up. She has most of the walls set up and the first layer of the roof before she hears any footsteps. "Shhh...don't even breathe over here, okay? I'm almost done."
Help the girl with her cards or knock them over or simply wait? Your fate is your own.
((OOC: happy to have a part where the card is discovered/chosen and then a time skip to when Chaos Occurs!))