(VIDEO) — UN: BANANA HAMA ➤ OMEN'S POV

[opheliac]

(OOC TL;DR: progress day is a holiday in the arcane series. the two dumbass sisters decided to celebrate it by doing the hot sauce challenge and eating seafood. they get to one particular sauce where they cry and die. not actually die on camera but jinx turns into a squid afterwards and vi gets mad at the sauce for turning baby sis so she consumes it all because idk, stupidity. sisterly love bonding!)


[a slow exhale as vi leans away, a sheen of vileblood sweat glistening on her brow. (on closer inspection, should one care to look: it’s on her neck, too.) her cheeks flush with that telltale green sheen, her mouth opens as if to speak and …a small burp comes out. it could also be a word. It is a word. that word is :]

Fuck.

Heh, what’s the matter, big sister? Strugglin’?

[ jinx, who is also sweating just a bit, smirks over to the other with her cheek resting against her palm.]



[is vi struggling? that’s a question she isn’t quite able to answer without shifting her chakra around - so that answer’s definitely yes, but she’s not admitting that. that would be defeat, and she’s not about to be defeated by food.]

Me? [a shake of her head, a bit of a lie but a bit of a truth, too. if she can still form words she’s not been bested - she isn’t ready to throw in the towel, and it only feels like fire. it’s awful.] Fine. I’m fine. [a cough] Great. Super.

[ looking over with a shit-eating grin on her face, jinx chuckles (also coughing between the giggles) before a ganders over to mr.bananas' glowing and recording eyes. ]

It’s Progress Day, everybody...! A day where ya show off your best stuff. Tell us what you’ve done amazing so far. And if it’s impressive, maa~aaybe you’ll get noticed by us, the judges. Could get a prize. I won last year. Got a lil’ nifty — (clears throat ) — shiny glowy gem for being the best.

[ what’s vi done that’s amazing? does hiding her reaction to a mouth full of fire count? blinking, a growing shine on her skin and bloom in her cheeks, vi reaches for a small bottle on the table - one among the collection of bottles - it’s innocuous looking comparatively, except maybe the green missile on it giving a hint of what’s to come. that’s not literal, right? gotta be an exaggeration. But of course she has to up the ante. of course she’s going to show off.]

[the lack of input vi is giving takes the baby sister’s attention away from her omen then to sibling. curiously, she leans in –- neck stretches out to get a better look of the bottle too.]

Ooooo ♪ — “Da bomb”, eh? Speakin’ my language. A sauce after my own heart.

[oh yeah. context. that’s a thing anyone watching might need. So vi will take a breath and clear that up.]


Everyone knows I like a challenge. We like a challenge, so that’s what’s happening. Nothing like celebrating Progress Day than a progression of a little heat. [a small pause as she sniffs, exhaling again. she’s got this.]

[ jinx snorts at that comment and gives vi an obnoxious elbow jab to her ribcage.]

Aw, look at cha! Comin’ up with poetry.

[the elbow jab’s a fabulous cover for a wince she’s been holding in for a couple minutes now, and the observant will absolutely catch that as she lets out another cough. when she raises her head she winks at her sister (who can probably feel the beating vi’s taking from that last sauce) and twirls the small bottle in her fingers. flips it up into the air and catches it. audibly scoffs.]

The Bomb. Yeah, right. This’ll be cake. [but! since that would be kinda disgusting (what deviant puts hot sauce on cake ffs? the answer is vi. she would at least try it. she reaches across the table toward a bowl of seafood, plucks a shrimp from the top and generously pours the sauce onto it, holding it up for inspection. holding it up as a challenge. there’s a whole vibe of dare me? going on here.]


[ is her sister really sitting here and showboating? If she isn’t, jinx is definitely getting that energy from her – in which she just eye rolls in response. Snatching the bottle for her own, she pours it on her own shrimp and wastes no time to swallow it whole. Easy peasy, it’s just sauce. Sure, they’ve been a roller coaster ride of hot, but she’s been holding it all down okay. mostly. ]

The prize, by the way, is a lil’ secre—

[ — her face immediately drops; eyes wide as if she just witnessed a ghost floating by in broad daylight. There’s a tiny squeak of her attempt to say something, but it leads to her ducking her head down below the table. And steadily, jinx sinks off her own seat and onto the floor – no longer being in mr.banana's view.]


[simultaneously, vi pops the shrimp into her mouth with no care that hell is coming for her (maybe), not having the sense to watch and wait for jinx’s reaction before plowing ahead, and she makes a face like pfffft for all of three seconds before she just …stops making that face. the face that follows it is pure shock, and a mounting dread of realization on its heels.]

I see why they call it Da Bomb—

[all attempts to play it off, to make some joke about how it really blows are lost as the sauce works its magic like a truth serum, sending her filter out the door, and one hand flailing in the air to slam back down on the table as a fist. It’s the last sentence that comes out fully formed without a flurry of coughs. desperate, hilarious gasps for air.]

—that bitch just blew up in my mouth.

[she can’t even smirk. she did this to herself, and now she’s stuck paying the price. the price is:

(high)]

Hot! Fuck. That’s—-

[meanwhile, jinx has been gagging or at least doing her best to not vomit. if she did, that would mean she or vi would have to clean it up and that’s disgusting on its own. but suddenly, she jumps up to her feet with a loud WOO! and bounces around behind her sister; pacing.]

Progress Day….!! Happy fuckin— aaahhh-owww.

[it’s hitting her a second time and her cockiness is evaporating into whines. If anyone hears closely, there’s a whimper of her saying, "make it stttooooop..." as she bends over in violent coughs.]

[vi could cheat. She could bite the inside of her cheek and make it numb and this would all go away (probably?) but that’s unthinkable. It’s extra unthinkable because jinx would know, and she’s not about to give a win to this tiny, stupid bottle of poison.]

—not sauce. It’s—-

[a burp makes its exit and with it so does a flurry of black smoke - its almost as if fang doesn’t want to inhabit the same body as this substance. (it’s exactly like that) - and the wolfdog forms, curls and shoots vi a disgusted look before making an equally disgusted blep towards bananas. In case anyone wondered how bad this truly was. the poor monkey takes a small step back because wow, rude. don't blep in front of his face.

if vi’s face was green before, then it’s so much brighter now, and she reaches toward her sister, unsure if the steady rising heat is in her own mouth or part of the bond (gotta move that chakra around agai—

—nope), this is happening. a middle finger at the bottle and then another as her eyes begin to spill tears of torment. yeah, that’s the sound of fang laughing now. after all, they did this to themselves.]

Uhm!! Should I keep recording? This... doesn't look fun anymore. I should help, right?

[if vi wanted help then maybe she should have asked fang if this was a good idea. she noses at jinx before pushing a glass of milk toward the girl, but not toward vi. vi’s already bristling at the idea of milk, and she’s leaning away from it even as every bit of sense in her is screaming drink the fucking milk violet. she snubs it before it’s even offered - fuck the milk. twin thoughts fight:

this is fine, i’ve got this. it’s not that bad.

i’m going to die. this is what fuckin’ takes me out.

choked out, to the bottle, amidst a series of retches:]

Dick move.

[there’s no more commentary from jinx. no more cracking jokes, no more arrogant statements. even with the offer of a glass of milk, she doesn’t take it. not because she’s too proud, it’s because she is experiencing a lot of pain in her stomach. And with a very aggressive hiccup, her body shifts vigorously to her squid form with tentacles flopping against the floor for help. or death. Whichever comes first. and now things seem to be moving!!! the live recording of this gets waver around of this said omen rushing over to aid his sleeper. luckily though, there's a nice bucket of water not too far off so he scoops up squid jinx then flops her in.

as for the squid, there's a lot of bubbles she makes underwater, but jinx seems to be at peace??? ]

No. You don’t get to—

[the view tears away from squid jinx now up to the other idiot beside him.]

[hiccup. and she is now addressing the bottle, half out of her seat and unable to break the one sided staredown she’s having with the sauce of evil formerly known as da bomb.]

—-you made her squid, you evil little shit! I’m gonna—

[should she punch the bottle? probably. that’s probably 100% more sane than the other route she takes to end its existence.]

—end you.

[an upending of the bottle, and a chug of the rest of it - down the hatch it goes before she throws the bottle on the ground.

she’ll laugh about this later. there are no words for this burn right now. she’s not sure if there’s air. this sauce? it came from the unfathomable mass, she’s sure of it in this moment. it’s vile and unrelenting, and she’s regretting being able to retain human form. maybe being a squid would bring relief.]

Comments

txt; @anonymous

[wrenchedup]

uh,

[ this is it. this is his entire response. ]

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[opheliac]

( oh, there's an incoming message! mr. bananas reads it out to the sisters. whether either of them will respond is... up in the air. but as for the omen, his main focus is on jinx who is still bubbling in her little bucket.

one tentacle spills out from the side and does a wiggle. is she saying hello? asking for more help? it's difficult to translate that. )

video; @anonymous

[wrenchedup]

[ uhuh. he's gonna switch to video for this. bunch of construction in the background hekin' mess back there. please ignore it. ]

sooooooo. sir bananas. you, uh, good over there? need anything? given the uh. situation.

video

[faceblocks]

[just wheezing and slamming her fists on the table. which doesn't break because it's warded, but she can't even manage to make a huh, so he's one up on her. if she could manage a word she's not even sure what it would be. maybe help maybe fuck maybe nope or gotcha - it's all appropriate here.

how is her head feeling like it's about to detonate but never quite getting there?]

video; @anonymous

[wrenchedup]

[ oh, she's still alive! that's good. ] you know that death by hot sauce is super lame unless it's death by hawt sauce and he's not here, so. anyway, given the squid thing with your sister and your whole. [ a wave. ] uh. state. should i..... come over?

video; un: seeingtheworld

[schoolingfish]

What is that stuff? I drank cyanide before and I didn't react like that!

[...it's okay. He's a vile blood. He does know cyanide is poison to most people, of course, but he can also tell that one of them is a vile blood, too, and that doesn't seem to be helping her with...whatever this substance is.]

(VIDEO) — UN: BANANA HAMA

[opheliac]

Cyanide? Little boy, that's bad for you! Why would you drink such a gross thing?

( it might be a little hard to tell whose talking since this monkey is still recording with his eyes. it's obviously not vi and not this squid either. and with the feed purely focus on the calamari, luca should be able to see a vague yet ripple reflection of a spider monkey. )

[schoolingfish]

[Luca's not quite sure who's talking, but he also doesn't care.]

I was testing to see how good my poison resistance was! It's very good, it turns out.

video un: vi

[faceblocks]

[after quite a bit of a delay there's a stir from a slumped figure at the table, blue-grey eyes watering as she blinks into the screen.]

Label said bomb and [cough] ...it didn't lie. [it also didn't beat her. technically. maybe. is this what winning feels like? because it's terrible.]

Cyanide might have been a better choi---

[a bunch of faces that are all possibly indecipherable through tears - and a pause as she blows her nose into what hopefully isn't something important to someone.]

---what'cha drinking cyanide for?

[schoolingfish]

To test my vile blood poison powers!

audio | un: sds

[fogsong]

[ Someone is laughing very loudly at the two of them. This month has been a bit of a shitshow and this has certainly helped lighten her mood. ]

You two are fucking stupid, oh my god.

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[opheliac]

( it's alright to laugh. in fact, mr.bananas sighing isn't over sharon laughing, but more like over the situation. )

Hello, Sharon. How are you today?

( the video/his eyes move to peer inside the bucket of squid jinx breathing away in the water. she isn't doing much else beyond that, what a lack of entertainment. )

[fogsong]

Hey, Mr. Bananas. I could be better but this was a nice pick-me-up. [ Yes, watching these sisters suffer together is a pick-me-up. ] I never thought hot sauce could cause someone to squid out. Is the shit really that bad?

voice: un: vi

[faceblocks]

[she isn't going to argue that point but, through a series of coughs and a long nose-blow, a weak assertion:]

Not dead yet.

[does that mean she wishes she were? debatable.]

[fogsong]

You drank a whole bottle of hot sauce, Vi, it's just a matter of time now. [ don't worry, vi, she will salute your sacrifice and mourn you. your bravery and daring will never be forgotten. ]

Eat some bread.

text - UN: IceCream

[threelayers]

You two dead?

[Yes, Neo was doing the online equivalent of poking a dead body with a stick to make sure if it got up again.]

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[opheliac]

Vi might be but Jinx is doing just fine!

( in fact, the squid version of her is trying to maneuver herself out of the water so she can take a better peek of her surroundings from out of the bucket. )

voice: un: vi

[faceblocks]

[death might mean not feeling ...this so it is with some regret that vi tries to answer, though all that comes is a wheeze. nope, nope, not gonna retch. not happening on her watch. not only is she determined to win this, she's a little afraid of what the sauce might feel like on the way back up. so ...no go on that, this shit is staying down. and a good bit later there's a text:]

nope
not dead
not gonna go out like that

no crystals
but id take it if those crystals were icy


[what a great choice they made, these sisters.]

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[grice]

[ ???????????!!!!!???????? ]

—Vi?! Miss Jinx—?!

omg icon. gonna match yours because i just want to

[opheliac]

( aww, look at him. calling her miss jinx, what a cute young lad. and speaking of her, she is trying to form back -- her tentacle is doing a violent jiggle to be an arm or a leg, but... not getting it quite right.

in the meantime, her omen will speak for her. )

Hello! I don't think we've met.

[faceblocks]

[????!!!!!!??? exactly. that is about the only word entering her mind for a time, too bad she can't make her mouth form it. or really see past the swim of mouth-brain-thought fire that's engulfing her. after a (un?)reasonable amount of pure suffering - a fist pounding the table and slumped in her chair, she's able to reach for the ice cream, which feels miles away. her omen is middling helpful and slides the bowl a fraction closer.

she doesn't look up at the camera, only shovels the ice cream into her mouth with a hand (fuck a spoon what even is a spoon right now) but the hand goes up in a weak wave and then a thumbs up at falco's concern. she's ..."fine".]

video; un: mariathorpe

[givetheslip]

Enjoying yourselves?

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[opheliac]

( instead of vi (right now) or the squid, it's a monkey that speaks: )

I am not, thank you for asking!

video; un: lady

[dohaeris]

[sansa leaves them alone for five minutes....she gives the camera (which might also be her omen, judging by the cinematography) an incredulous look. she's clearly at the wellness center, not far from the kitchens, where raucous laughter can be heard.]

There's bread in the breadbox. It should help.

[the loud, coarse voice of head chef amyriah can be heard:

"Tell them about the milk!"

it's possible they will never live this down.]

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[opheliac]

Yes, yes! Sharon has mentioned the bread and I did find it. Thank you. But Jinx is a squid so... I don't think she can eat it. And Vi is, well, Vi.