(VIDEO) — UN: BOMBSHELL

[opheliac]

(the video begins of a zoom up of a pair of eyes. an animal to be exact. they blink curiously before it gets pulled back -- revealing it's a spider monkey holding the omni. he holds it up above him and even turns it upside-down and other various angles. hopefully the lovely people aren't easily to become motion sickness upon viewing this but if they do, their own fault really.)

Got it workin'?

(there's a voice coming from off camera; familiar to some or not. but the monkey looks off to the direction of the voice before turning the omni over so whoever is watching can now see jinx sitting in a chair -- slouching with her arm hanging over the top railing. there's a grin that slowly grows on her face, however, it's not... exactly a friendly kind. impish? troubling? dangerous? you'd be the judge. nevertheless, jinx hunches over now with both her arms drape over her knees -- looking directly at the omni.)

So! — Greetings people of.... whatever this place is. Kiiiinda forgot the name but not really important. I've been hearin' a lotta here and there that I've been here before. Don't really remember it, though. (a brief pause as she thinks.) Except the last time. I remember the last time but not the other times.

Buuuuuuuuut ♪! Since I've been here a whoooole BUNCH of times that means I gotta have some friends here, right?

(she bites her bottom lip to hold back a giggle as the video suddenly wavers around. but quickly it straightens up and focus with a closer look of jinx (it seems she's the one holding it now) in a bird's eye view. her spider monkey climbs on her body then curling himself along her shoulder and neck while also looking up at the feed along with her.)

So if ya know me, contact me. OH! And you got like, thirty minutes to convince me why my former self even bothered wasting my breath on you. Don't keep me waitin' too long 'cuz I get bored easily.

(a beat.)

ACTUALLY, NEVERMIND!!! — Decided to change it to twenty minutes. (her spider monkey seems to be screeching in laughter at jinx's sudden time change but resumes on nuzzling it's head against her cheek.)

OH OH! One more big thing. There's someone here by the name of Vi. If you know her, contact me too. So we can aaaaalll be friends and get along. No shame in that, right?

(she says this but there's something about that smile that really makes it... off putting. regardless though, jinx hums quietly as she cocks her head to the side.)

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

Comments

[adaine]

I sort of understand the gripe - though it's a bit different, because I grew up pretty wealthy. Or my parents were wealthy, anyway.

...Very rarely got me anything that I didn't "earn", mind, but still, my house was big and everything was super delicate. I don't like staying in the richer parts of town either. Reminds me too much of home, I guess.

Still, there's a lot of places in Trench that aren't like that.

[opheliac]

Uuuugh... — You're lucky you and I already got a deal goin', otherwise I would had just ended this call. Rich folks and I don't mix well.

[adaine]

[She snorts in amusement.]

Good. That means you're smart. Rich people are ninety nine percent monsters and one percent people who mean well but are still kind of monsters on accident. [Fabian's a work in progress. She can fix him, probably. She's grown up inside a bubble of pretentious bullshit and spent her whole life hating everyone around her, but even for her she's still learning how to not be obnoxious.]

My parents were rich, and they were monsters who punished me my whole life for being "broken". They more or less disowned me and threw me onto the street when I was fifteen, so. Not really rich anymore. My adoptive father lives in a haunted house.

[opheliac]

Waitwaitwait. They tossed you onto the street 'cuz you weren't rich? What sense does THAT make if you were a kid underneath them? You'd be rich by default.

(she scoffs before blowing her bangs away from her face; arms crossed.)

— Yeah, your parents blow. If they come to Trench, give me a ring. I'll put 'em in their place.

cw for mentions of severe ableism and emotional abuse

[adaine]

Not quite. They disowned me because I stood up to them after my sister tried to kill me. But they decided they didn't want me because I'm... [Her lip purses.] ...I have an anxiety disorder. They never helped me with it, just viewed me as defected I guess. I wasn't able to meet the standards they put on me, so they... gave up on me, I guess.

[It's hard to disguise the hurt from that wound. She can dress it up with fury but deep down she's still the pathetic little girl shivering and crying because she knows they were right. (They weren't right.) It doesn't help

She huffs a laugh at Jinx's words.]

I already killed my dad. I think he's already been put in his place. Which - y'know - is... the ground. I guess. Got a sword out of it too.

[She raises the longsword. It's elegant with runes etched into the blade and an eye engraved in the pommel, and Adaine makes it glow a bright blue, pulsing with force and energy. The eye glows a bright green.] See?

[opheliac]

(ah so this went into a heavier direction than she thought. and probably a rare sight (depending adaine's reaction to her former self), but jinx is now taking the talk rather serious -- watching her through the video and really hearing the story. at first, she hums gently as a response then eyebrows raising at the appearance of the sword.)

Well... shit. — Looks like you're more than a typical smarty. And hey from what I can tell? You're waaay better off without 'em. And who can complain when you got a sword outta the whole deal, right?