MarinaNova Asylum

[ the video clicks on to everyone's favorite little magical(?) girl, one madoka kaname! she... does not look pleased. in fact, when she opens her mouth, she sounds goddamn livid. ]

Attention, every last one of you. Yes, even you! The person listening to this right fucking now. Actually, you know what? Especially you. You make me sick.

[ she clears her throat, taking an impossibly deep breath, and forges forth with the same angry timbre. ]

I am calling a memo right the fuck now. "But Karkat," you whimper in some pathetic attempt at speech, "you can't do video memos!"

No.

Shut the fuck up. Not another word from your gaping spitmaw. I am calling the shots now. I am in complete control. I am declaring myself de facto leader of this entire place, and do you know what that means? Don't answer that. It means shut the fuck up, it's time to get schoolfed.

First order of business: get me my fucking body back. I could have gone my entire life without getting forcibly jammed into a human body! In fact, I was planning on doing exactly that. I was doing a fucking admirable job! Great job on fucking that up. I'm sure the universe is proud of you for continuing its legacy. Second order of business: put me back exactly where I was. I don't know if this is just more dream bubble bullshit or not - and don't you fucking dare answer that! Surprise: I don't actually give a single fuck. All I can say is that if I'm not put back, there will be consequences.

[ the tiny madoka scowls admirably. it is not so much intimidating as sadly adorable. ]

Dire consequences. For everyone.

Yeah.

[ after a bit more awkward silence, she finally fiddles around with the screen for a moment - and it dies.

AND THEN IT POPS THE FUCK BACK ON. ]

Change of plans. Anyone that doesn't induce immediate, uncontrollable ragegurgitation? Report in. You know who you are. And Terezi, if you're there, uh...

[ ... ]

...never mind. It's fucking dumb.

[ she angrily reaches out and swipes at her communicator. after a couple of flustered attempts, it finally turns off. ]

[action, backdated to earlier in the day]

[It'd be one thing if she could just avoid the ghosts. Staying in her apartment all day would be completely unproductive and lame, but it would still be less annoying than all of this. But no, she's not even safe from them there. This sucks. Vriska does not like ghosts.

At least for the most part they're easy to ignore and avoid. Mostly it's humans and other species, mostly strangers. Who gives a shit.

But every now and then, there's a familiar face. People she knows. Knew. Some of them, people she killed.

The weirdest, though, is seeing someone she knows is still alive. Someone who's here, or at least was until recently. Okay, she hasn't seen or heard from Terezi for a few days, but it's not like she's tried to, either.]

Haha, joke's over. Not like I needed it, but this is all the proof I needed that this is all bullshit. Unless you've got something to say for yourself?

[She doesn't. She does, however, turn her head in Vriska's direction. It's probably coincidence, but it seems like Terezi is staring at her...and for all of the different levels on which that doesn't make sense, Vriska freezes.]

...okay. Fine! Let's pretend you are real. What do you want from me? An apology? Or do you want me to say I believe you, I'm totally dead? Let me guess, I'm really the ghost, instead of you! Hahahaha, fuck off.

[It takes a moment for her to process that the ghost has already turned away. Vriska's lip turns downward in a scowl. Fuck everything today.]


[voice, a while later]

Ugh. Of all the things it could be, why'd it have to be fucking ghosts? I keep wondering if I've seen the worst this stupid place has to offer, but the wardens keep finding new ways to outshit themselves. It's like a never-ending jubilation stampede of everything retarded and terrible in paradox space.

[There's a note of panic not usually heard in Vriska's voice. She's trying to hide it, and it's pretty clear that she is, but it's there.]

So great job, assholes! Thanks for ruining everything, all the time. Too bad you're probably too broken to hear any of this.