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TEST DRIVE MEME #7
1. before she hung up, she said she was a skeleton
[there is no note in your cabin. no forces stall your legs if you decide to walk anywhere but the atrium. in fact, for the first time in hundreds of years, newly arrived passengers on the Serena Eterna are waking up with absolutely no guidance. nothing but your fellow passengers in the halls - or maybe in your bed.
perhaps you end up in the atrium eventually anyway. it is where guest services is, and where Gal Friday… actually hasn’t been in a few days. until today. and she is visibly frazzled, her hair uncoiffed, her suit rumpled, something a bit like a bruise blossoming down from her hairline and over her smooth features. more papers than ever cover her desk, and when she turns to face you, her voice is as cheerful as ever, but audibly strained.]
Welcome aboard the Serene Eterna! [a pause] You know how to work a life vest, right? Everyone knows that! You don’t need me to teach you that!
[a light bulb burns out behind her head.]
… I’ll get right on that!
[freedom includes the freedom to not know what the fuck is happening. maybe you should reflect on that.]
2. grandma went and can't stop screaming
[it’s something about the lighting fixtures, this month. has the Bellona always had a massive chandelier? maybe. who knows. don’t ask questions. either way, in the stillness of the night, or day, or late afternoon, there is a noise like a cord being cut, and the chandelier plunges into the audience below.
it hits nothing, of course. no one is ever in the theater. and that, perhaps, is what the trouble is.
so, the chandelier starts to… travel, one could say. it starts to hang in various rooms: the dining halls, the bars, the clubs… sometimes, if you’re out on the pool deck and suddenly realized you’re under a shadow, you can glance up and see it suspended 20 feet above your head, securely fastened to nothing in particular and yet remaining perfectly in place.
until it isn’t. until it falls, crystal shattering on whatever surface it lands on: floor, table, person… and, wherever the chandelier goes, a lilting childish voice follows it, singing without any obvious source.]
Ring-a-ring of roses, a pocket full of posies… ashes, ashes, we all…
3. jeff bezos murdered the infinite tommy bahama
[the lights of the Infinite Tommy Bahama go out three days into October.
barely an hour after its closure, the lights go on again, and a new banner is unfurled.
physically, it is the same store. you can even see the old signs hidden behind the new ones. however, long gone are the tropical prints and khaki dress shorts. now, one can purchase any number of officially licensed or legally distinct Halloween costumes, decorations, and various other haunted accoutrements, leading back as far as the eye can see, and then farther still. is that a Gal Friday mask? spooky! well, at least you’ll be good and ready for the Halloween party at the end of the month, which is absolutely just a normal party and in no way whatsoever anything even remotely resembling a trick. there are only treats at The Infinite Spirit Halloween!
note: bahamanuel is still here! somewhere! it kinda looks like dan bongino.]
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"Good- um. So. I've not really had like, super strict rules with my other roommates or anything, usually I'm pretty chill? So. You can have the bed, I sleep on the couch, and then just- yeah."
...
"I should probably- I think I still have some other things to-" and stands to leave.
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She rubs the back of her neck as Darcy goes to leave. Shit... she feels like she should at least try salvage part of this. After all, it's not like Gideon's traumatized or anything. Cute girls threatening to kill her is just life at this point.
"We should uh... still do that arcade thing sometime." She suggests since that seems safe enough. "Or like... work out together. ... it would be a waste if the two coolest girls here didn't show up places together to be intimidating."
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"That'd be cool, yeah," she agrees, "I'd be down for it. We have a fight club every couple of weeks or so too, you know, if you want to show off with swords or something too. It'd be cool."
Which she already said, shit.
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Cool may be getting overused by both of them but whatever, they are cool, what other word are supposed to use to describe each other? That would be beefy? That would be muscular?
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That would be dead?"Cool," again, and she keeps drifting towards the door, grateful that the atmosphere is a little less awkward, "I'll be sure to. Sorry you're here, again, ehn?"
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"I don't think you could be anywhere without at least once cute girl," FUCK why couldn't her brain have supplied something that smooth before she pulled the knife. Darcy immediately flees out the door before Gideon can answer.