revivalproject | OPEN | ❝And Danny says we're living in a simulation❞

WHO:

ephemerios & open
WHERE: Temba
WHAT: Various things that need more friendly cheerleader around
WHEN: Any time between the latter half of April
WARNINGS: None, aside from the default 'assume Stranger Things spoilers live here'.

rain

Chrissy likes the rain, honestly. So, it's not odd to find her out in these short bursts of rain sprinkles lying on the ground and letting the rain fall on her face and the rest of her (she can change into dry clothes later, after all), or even just walking in it, or if she's feeling extra silly — trying to catch raindrops on her tongue the way people do with snowflakes. Despite the damp ground, she also stretches out her limbs with a few cheerleading moves on occasion too.

Overall, it feels oddly refreshing, but she chalks that up to the fact they've been away from here for a while. So, you know, feel free to join in on her fun out here, or ask her what the hell she's doing.

hotel

Spending most of the last few months in ships or on spaceports and the like, Chrissy has missed the room she'd claimed in the hotel when she arrived here. And, while they were on the spaceport, she'd bought (among other things) some cute things for her room that she's slowly putting where it needs to go. Fairy lights get hung up, wall stickers that look like ivy vines get stuck on, an inflatable chair that is both very pink and very glittery gets set up in a corner.

She's doing all this with her door open and a playlist of her favorite 80's music playing (not loud enough to be a real disturbance to people, though). Anyone is welcome to stop in and chat, or wonder about her decoration tastes.

wildcard

( put a random starter down and I'll roll with it, or hit me up via PM or discord — since plurk is being awful about notifs as of late — to hash a thing out. )

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"It wasn't?" His head tilts curiously, wanting to get a better picture of Chrissy than the one he'd made up from afar.

He snorts with a bit of a pointed look down at the top of her head before nodding nodding, unfolding his arms and stepping away from the door frame to come lend a hand. He neglects to mention how the stickers briefly conjure images of the much less appealing vines in the Upside Down.

"Yeah, I really don't need to see that-" he jokes. A dark joke, having seen that and far more all ready. Once was enough.

"No, it was plain and boring." A pause. "Which, okay maybe some people would say that fits." But that opinion doesn't count, so whatever.

"You know what, fair." She doesn't want to feel it, either, so there's that. It does also remind her about something she's been aware of for a few months, but hasn't said anything to him about, because she wasn't sure how, and also they've been in the middle of chaos the last few months, so not a great chance to. But, now, maybe is good enough. She's silent for a moment, like she's thinking about something Serious™ and how to say it before she finally speaks.

"Also, I don't know if she told you that she told me, but after the whole thing with Upside Down things coming here, I had Robin tell me everything about home. Like everything she knew from Will Byers going missing to after I died." Just to fill in just how much of an infodump she'd asked for and received, even if a lot of it (most of it) was hard to know about and hard enough for Robin to recount. "I took detailed notes and have it all still, but that doesn't really matter I guess. What does is.." She trails off slightly, pausing again, but only for a second or two. "I'm so sorry; if I had known what that was going to lead to, I would have stayed well on the other side of town." Robin didn't have to say too much about that (so as to be avoiding giving some details that weren't hers to give) for Chrissy to get the picture — all it took saying was that people killed by Vecna didn't have their bodies pulled into some weird dimension (Chrissy was hoping for that option, because no evidence) and just remained where they were, and that Jason is/was actually fucking unhinged (not Robin's words). And yes, she knows it's not her fault for dying, or her responsibility to apologize for that or for Jason's actions (he can do that his own damn self, except not because she will be driven to commit a single murder if he ever shows up here and so he wouldn't have time to), but she still does it anyway. "And I just want you to know I completely disagree with the views and actions that people I was close to used me dying as an excuse for." That probably goes without saying, but she wants to say it too. "They're just—" And this last brief pause is shorter still; so short it's barely noticeable. "—fucking assholes, really." Chrissy doesn't curse — maybe in her head, or under her breath when she's alone and really mad at something, but not out loud around other people (she wasn't raised that way, and her parents would have started WWIII if she had said a single thing like it out loud) — but it feels fitting Eddie be the first one to actually hear a couple from her. Because, really, fuck being ladylike or whatever right now.

"Nah," Eddie soothes with a natural smile. "Never plain or boring."

Oh- oh no, there's that serious face. Eddie looks a little worried, eyes glancing from side to side like he's expecting a lecture, but instead- he get's an apology??

Eyes wide, he tries to shake it off. "No- no, Man- I- I'm the last person you need to be apologizing to. Seriously." He ran. He left her there. Even if he couldn't have done anything, if he'd just stayed with her... some of what followed might've gone a different way.

"I'm the one who should-" He breaks off, toeing at the ground uncomfortably.

Her cussing breaks the tension, and makes him laugh approvingly, shrugging a shoulder. "I mean- I did try to clue the whole school into that during my lunch time speeches."

She shakes her head slightly when he starts to say he's the one who should apologize. “If I'd been able to, I would have told you after the fact to run and not look back until you were a few hundred miles into Canada.” No, she doesn't know about the guilt over running to begin with, but it'd been the start of what she would have told him to do anyway.

“But no, they weren't subtle speeches.” She says it with a fond tone and smile. “If I'd had slightly more of a spine, I might have taken more serious note.”

There's a guilty smile, grateful for those words, but he's sure now that if he had the chance to escape it all and let things plat out for Hawkins...well he'd probably do things exactly the way he did, if only to be sure he can save Henderson and meet Steve here all over again.

"I don't do subtly," he agrees with a laugh, "And you stood up for me and my friends before, that's more than I can say for most of the people Carver associated with."

“If you started being subtle, I would drag your tall ass to the clinic here. Somehow.” Because obviously if he started being subtle, there would be something Wrong.

“I may have been the exception of his associates.” She doesn't even say it as a Humble Brag or anything, just ... yeah. There was a lot of cringing when she wa around them. “Oh, you should still show me how to play demons and dwarves.” Look she is TRYING with the name there.

OPEN | ❝And Danny says we're living in a simulation❞

no subject

welp I wrote a damn novel here

saaaame

a post-hiatus tag!

no subject

no subject