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expiationlogs2025-06-03 12:04 am
opheliac) wrote in expiationlogs2025-06-03 12:04 am
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OPEN ▶ " in the dark, where i like to keep my heart. "
Who: jinx + you
Where: around aldrip + the purrfect cup
What: a slight catch-all. jinx just finished her latest invention and she's trying it out. there's also a close starter with caitlyn, and a slight mingle log at the purrfect cup cafe for people to take shelter during the storm.
Warnings: jinx suffers from mental illness. such as the following - schizophrenia, hallucinations, PTSD, separation anxiety, & dissociation. these illnesses may or may not happen in this log. and there will also be blood, cuts, & bruises because she's being a crash dummy. OPT OUT POST here.
❝Hear my voice up in your head, watch it fill you full of dread 'till you go POW💥 !
& am I really that bad if I love to make you MAD 😡, & get happy when you're sad 😭; only care about a bag 💰? ❞
Where: around aldrip + the purrfect cup
What: a slight catch-all. jinx just finished her latest invention and she's trying it out. there's also a close starter with caitlyn, and a slight mingle log at the purrfect cup cafe for people to take shelter during the storm.
Warnings: jinx suffers from mental illness. such as the following - schizophrenia, hallucinations, PTSD, separation anxiety, & dissociation. these illnesses may or may not happen in this log. and there will also be blood, cuts, & bruises because she's being a crash dummy. OPT OUT POST here.
& am I really that bad if I love to make you MAD 😡, & get happy when you're sad 😭; only care about a bag 💰? ❞
DAY 1 ► OPEN.
[after months of trials and tribulations, the long operation of rhino had finally come to an end. a lot of blood, sweat, and tears went into making this monstrosity, but the bluenette is extremely proud of her latest invention, and the weapon itself is also pretty ecstatic to be off his master's cluttered worktable. standing tall and with her spine straightened, she inhales the fresh air and allows the sun rays to kiss along her colorless skin. she can't remember the last time she's been out like this. a week, maybe? possibly more?
after the family dinner and her criminal doings, her days seemed to run together and grow dull. and with several of her friends gone and no longer in aldrip, the desire to connect with others is beginning to diminish. her voices had been aching at her ears the last few days, reminding her that the sense of loss will continue until she finds the strength to know how to walk away, and disappear for good.
but jinx bats their hisses away, because there's no time for that — not when rhino's lash seems to dig more into her shoulder, as if he is telling her to get a move on. so she settles down her massive weaponry on the sidewalk, then mounts onto the saddle while her fingers flip a few switches and levers.
then rhino sputters to life; his engine hums, at first, then roars and shakes consistently. jinx casts her gaze across from her, spotting [YOUR CHARACTER] in the line of her path. the teenager whistles loudly through the gap of her two front teeth, then waves frantically in an effort to grab [YOUR CHARACTER]'s attention, and gestures to [THEM] to move out of the way.]
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DAY 2 ► OPEN.
[the sky is thick with a heavy blanket of grey, with the clouds so low they seem to brush along the rooftops. a damp chill hangs in the air, the glowing sun nowhere in sight, and the rain threatening to make this particular day very inconvenient for those who wish to enjoy it. maybe [YOUR CHARACTER] thought despite the dreary weather, it's still a nice time for a stroll, or maybe there are still errands to be done, or perhaps [YOUR CHARACTER] is rushing home before the day turns into a sour one. whatever the reason for their outing, they will come across jinx pacing in a circle—notably heated and with a few scrapes on her skin (if one were to approach closer).
a massive gun is lying near her on its side with muted smoke sizzling through its barrels. it seems to have some scattering dents on its build, but otherwise, it appears to be undamaged. the bluenette stomps towards her weapon and grants it a harsh kick, causing a blaring clank noise that echoes in the atmosphere.]
You are so pathetic...!
[she roars at it, then her fingers rake through her short locks — her tone hinting a whine in her speech.]
Geez, you're disgusting. [a beat] Weak,weak,weak, that's what you are. Nothing but a waste.
[jinx exhales a weary sigh, with her hand placed on her forehead in an attempt to center herself. 'take a deep breath', she tells herself. 'it's fine. it's aaaalll fine. just a minor thing.' her attention falls to her firearm again, grabbing its handle with very little care, then hoists it so she and the shark head can meet on the same eye-level.]
We're gonna try this one more time, got it? Remember, I can replace you... so you should get on with it and start working.
[and without breaking her eye contact, she addresses to [YOUR CHARACTER]]
— Looking for someone? Or are we lost?
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DAY 3 ► OPEN. cw: hallucinations
[the rain is falling steadily, and the atmosphere is covered in a light mist that makes the aldrip appear much more mysterious than it actually is. and standing on the rooftop of the club building is someone wearing a green coat that seems far too large for the person wearing it. if it weren't for this jacket shielding, well, her entire body, one would be able to notice the band-aids and bandages sticking to various spots of her frame — even from a greater distance. but looking up above, she doesn't seem to be doing much but standing there with a silver pocket watch; it teeter-totters in a slothful sway from her unrestrained grip. though finally, she shoves the timer in the side pocket, then mounts very carefully onto her gun.]
[unlike the previous days when jinx initiates her weapon, the sputtering isn't as atrocious, and the takeoff is smoother. and finally, the girl is in the air, and every zigzag path she took was followed by rhino's muted black smoke. she soars high and low with no complications, and she even manages to flip her gun backwards to fly with fishbones now in front and the barrels being the rear.
her weapon is designed to be reversible, which is its biggest component — and is also the real reason for its creation besides the ability of flight. carrying her rocket launcher and her machine gun separately was becoming a bore and a strain on her muscles. therefore, she felt that combining the two made sense, but she frequently questioned whether her vision was too large. however, twenty minutes have gone by and she is still sailing, and her smile keeps growing. she did it; she finally did it! and she finds herself celebrating by hooting and pumping her arm in the air.]
[jinx then swoops to the ground, swerving around trash cans, streetlights, and even some civilians. she gives them a fright, and they dodge quickly out of the way, and she grants them nothing but a mischievous giggle and the bite of her lower lip in satisfaction. but there is someone ahead of her who seems to be enjoying the show and her antics. she rushes to them, leaning forward in the hopes that adding weight to the rhino might increase its speed. but when she comes face-to-face with the inspiring fan, her heart immediately stills and her blood ices over. because who she sees encouraging her is.... her.]
her whole world comes to a halt, and hearing isha's endearing laugh becomes more audible than the storm itself. and her entire face, including the tips of her ears, flushes when she sees her daughter's lovely smile, which is still incredibly contagious after all this time. but before jinx could really react or say anything, she smashes into [YOUR CHARACTER], both tumble and roll along the roadway, with her gun flinging somewhere so much further. [YOUR CHARACTER] could be injured or not really at all; it's dealer's choice, but jinx lifts her head swiftly with a gasp, exchanging glances between [YOUR CHARACTER] and over her shoulder. isha is no longer there. was she ever?]
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CLOSED ► CAITLYN.
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OPEN MINGLE ► THUNDERSTORM SHELTER @ THE CAFE