[ There's a woman on the screen who looks to be about...21 or 22? She's a lot older than that, but who the fuck's counting. Her blonde hair is kinda messy and she's...oh god, she's wearing a damned ahegao shirt under that hoodie. I'd say she needs Jesus, but with the necklaces she's wearing, one that bears a cute little Jesus fish and the other of which is a tiny cross, that clearly seems to be the problem. ]
I just want one of y'all to tell me who the fuck did this.
[ There's a palpable rage in her voice even as she keeps it low and soft, as if she's saving up all that anger to tear out the throat of whoever it was who did, indeed, do this. ]
This? This is fucking disgusting. I mean none of you fucks asked to be turned into a goddamned monkey, so do I just not get a break or something?
[ There's also an Espurr next to her, eating one of the rice balls Mom packed while she gives it affectionate little headpats. Because as much as she hates everything here, the cat is fine, okay? ]
Cherrygrove
[ Having just beaten up a small child's Pokemon team and taken their lunch money, Val now finds herself in...honestly a convenience store or a Pokemart or something, staring at the variety of goods while occasionally peering off at the window where it's very clearly afternoon, the sun fully aglow.
Looks back at some drinks.
Grabs something red.
Grabs something for her Espurr.
Looks back at the sun.
And then she just...looks out the window, flipping the bird at the fucking sun, but it looks like she's flipping off absolutely no one in particular.
As her what that's about and she turns, a slight growl in her voice: ]
Val | Vampire: The Masquerade NPC I made up for a chronicle once lmao
[ There's a woman on the screen who looks to be about...21 or 22? She's a lot older than that, but who the fuck's counting. Her blonde hair is kinda messy and she's...oh god, she's wearing a damned ahegao shirt under that hoodie. I'd say she needs Jesus, but with the necklaces she's wearing, one that bears a cute little Jesus fish and the other of which is a tiny cross, that clearly seems to be the problem. ]
I just want one of y'all to tell me who the fuck did this.
[ There's a palpable rage in her voice even as she keeps it low and soft, as if she's saving up all that anger to tear out the throat of whoever it was who did, indeed, do this. ]
This? This is fucking disgusting. I mean none of you fucks asked to be turned into a goddamned monkey, so do I just not get a break or something?
[ There's also an Espurr next to her, eating one of the rice balls Mom packed while she gives it affectionate little headpats. Because as much as she hates everything here, the cat is fine, okay? ]
Cherrygrove
[ Having just beaten up a small child's Pokemon team and taken their lunch money, Val now finds herself in...honestly a convenience store or a Pokemart or something, staring at the variety of goods while occasionally peering off at the window where it's very clearly afternoon, the sun fully aglow.
Looks back at some drinks.
Grabs something red.
Grabs something for her Espurr.
Looks back at the sun.
And then she just...looks out the window, flipping the bird at the fucking sun, but it looks like she's flipping off absolutely no one in particular.
As her what that's about and she turns, a slight growl in her voice: ]
The fuck're you lookin' at?
(As an ooc note, I'd like everyone to look at her permissions and opt out page.)