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[OPEN] Scream, it makes no sound, I could testify
Who: Alice Dyer (closureisformovies) & you!
What: Catch-All for Alice
When: Late August, Early-Mid September
Where: Town hall, oak & iron, empty pockets, around
Warnings: Possible Blight discussion, others as they come up
1. Explaining how time has bled me dry [town hall]
Those who work in Town Hall probably know Alice as the cheerful, tallish woman who spends the vast majority of the work day chattering and making jokes of varying levels of quality. She's the kind of person that's always talking to someone and it never seems to meaningfully impact her work, as she continues to be a pretty damn decent clerk despite all her many complaints about the concept of working at all.
But after the Blight mess is all said and done, Alice seems... a little off. The first few days are the worst; her work suffers and she's clearly still frayed around the edges, but given the fact she spent a lot of the time holding down the Town Hall shelter on her own it's excusable enough. She even perks up a little, after the day Gerry picks her up to drag her straight to drinks, but she never quite gets back to full form and if you look closely enough it's hard not to spot. Her jokes are more strained, she chatters a little less, and she keeps making stupid mistakes she wouldn't have before.
And her weird behaviour is especially obvious when Dahlia's around. Wonder what that's about.
2. You say I'm vacant now when it's justified [oak & iron]
Typically Alice stops by the O&I twice a day: once, in the morning, to get coffee and breakfast before she heads into work; second, in the evening after dinner to drink and hang out where the people are. This pattern remains much the same even when her behaviour shifts elsewhere, though the observant might notice she's drinking more than she usually does in the evenings and staying longer in the process.
It's in the evenings, especially after a couple drinks, that she's at her most social, inserting herself into conversations or joining people at tables with empty seats. Maybe you're one of the lucky people she jumps in to talk to, maybe her loudmouth charm has caught your attention, or maybe you just want to tell her to shut up. Either way, she's around. Soaking up the ambient energy, trying to ignore both her own chronic loneliness and the panic that's been threatening to consume her every waking moment since Aster walked into the office.
3. If you called my bluff, I could lose your love [empty pockets]
Alice joked about something like this a couple months ago, but it's only now with her mood in the gutter that she decides to go for the drastic measures: subjecting innocent people to her attempt at stand-up comedy.
It's not exactly a polished routine or anything, and anyone from the 2010s onwards that's at all internet savvy is going to recognise some of her humour as blatantly ripped from tumblr, but she is genuinely very quick on the draw and has plenty of her own material (even if it is, also, tumblr-flavoured).
And she has fun. Despite everything, she has fun.
4. And I know I'd be fine [Wildcard]
Hit me up to plot something or just throw something at me. She's out and about.
closureisformovies) & you!What: Catch-All for Alice
When: Late August, Early-Mid September
Where: Town hall, oak & iron, empty pockets, around
Warnings: Possible Blight discussion, others as they come up
1. Explaining how time has bled me dry [town hall]
Those who work in Town Hall probably know Alice as the cheerful, tallish woman who spends the vast majority of the work day chattering and making jokes of varying levels of quality. She's the kind of person that's always talking to someone and it never seems to meaningfully impact her work, as she continues to be a pretty damn decent clerk despite all her many complaints about the concept of working at all.
But after the Blight mess is all said and done, Alice seems... a little off. The first few days are the worst; her work suffers and she's clearly still frayed around the edges, but given the fact she spent a lot of the time holding down the Town Hall shelter on her own it's excusable enough. She even perks up a little, after the day Gerry picks her up to drag her straight to drinks, but she never quite gets back to full form and if you look closely enough it's hard not to spot. Her jokes are more strained, she chatters a little less, and she keeps making stupid mistakes she wouldn't have before.
And her weird behaviour is especially obvious when Dahlia's around. Wonder what that's about.
2. You say I'm vacant now when it's justified [oak & iron]
Typically Alice stops by the O&I twice a day: once, in the morning, to get coffee and breakfast before she heads into work; second, in the evening after dinner to drink and hang out where the people are. This pattern remains much the same even when her behaviour shifts elsewhere, though the observant might notice she's drinking more than she usually does in the evenings and staying longer in the process.
It's in the evenings, especially after a couple drinks, that she's at her most social, inserting herself into conversations or joining people at tables with empty seats. Maybe you're one of the lucky people she jumps in to talk to, maybe her loudmouth charm has caught your attention, or maybe you just want to tell her to shut up. Either way, she's around. Soaking up the ambient energy, trying to ignore both her own chronic loneliness and the panic that's been threatening to consume her every waking moment since Aster walked into the office.
3. If you called my bluff, I could lose your love [empty pockets]
Alice joked about something like this a couple months ago, but it's only now with her mood in the gutter that she decides to go for the drastic measures: subjecting innocent people to her attempt at stand-up comedy.
It's not exactly a polished routine or anything, and anyone from the 2010s onwards that's at all internet savvy is going to recognise some of her humour as blatantly ripped from tumblr, but she is genuinely very quick on the draw and has plenty of her own material (even if it is, also, tumblr-flavoured).
And she has fun. Despite everything, she has fun.
4. And I know I'd be fine [Wildcard]
Hit me up to plot something or just throw something at me. She's out and about.
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"I'll be fine. The hottie, on the other hand, might find themselves in the lake."
She wouldn't really act out quite so obviously against someone Sam liked, but she would definitely imagine it. In great detail. Multiple times. Celia may have been the subject of some of these imaginings already.
"Now what would probably kill me is shooting my shot, him predictably letting me down easy, and then having to live in this town with him 'til the bubble pops."
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Alice dramatically presses a hand to her chest, "There are many things to be envious of—my sense of humour, my rockin' bod, my sense of style—but," she goes deadpan, "my love life is not one of 'em. Believe it or not this is an improvement on actually playing the field. At least Sam isn't going to get high and stab someone."
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"Well... if you're really sure you don't want to shoot your shot with him again, has anyone else caught your eye at all?"
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"I mean, basically everyone around here's smoking hot. You included, obviously. And, heh," she gets an almost girlish stupid grin on her face for a moment, even twirls a bit of her hair around a finger, "I did get pretty fucking lucky after Kora's dance—"
Yeah she banged the goddess. You'd think this would bolster her self-esteem some but it's still a work in progress.
"—but uh," she coughs, goes back to normal, "I'm honestly not lookin' for more than the occasional casual shag if it happens, y'know? I gotta get home when this bubble pops. Not gonna go setting up a break-up in advance."
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"Wait... You and Kora?!" He looks like he wants to clap for her. "I mean, Sam should be jealous of you, not the other way around." Banging gods seems like the ultimate tier level of rebound to him.
"I think I do get it, though. I'm not planning to go back home so for me it's different. Maybe I'd be more like you if I had to know there's no future for it. But, if you ever do have a lonely night you want some help with, I'm always happy to deliver the cake to you."
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"I know, right? Like," she makes a noise and mimes fanning herself. "Definitely the most out of my league chick I've ever pulled. Somehow. I was riding that high for like, a week."
Maybe longer. Then you know all the Aster shit happened and she's been riding the depresso wave ever since.
Jokingly, "Does delivery cost extra?"
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(Dear diary, is it weird to be proud of your friend for fucking a Goddess?)
"Delivery is part of the package deal."
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"I'm an adult with a job I've got to let the post-shag high die eventually, even if that post-shag high is from a goddess."
That's a joke, because the actual demonic reason it didn't last longer is infinitely more depressing.
"You truly offer the best full service deal in town."
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"Feel free to spread the word on that, too. I like staying busy."
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Alice gives a mock salute, a tongue click and a, "Consider me loose lipped," that is definitely meant to sound dirty.
Before, a little more earnestly, "Uh, thanks. Y'know. For— that."
Listening to her bitching, even if he was giving her the wandering eyebrows of doubt in the face of her denial.
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"...well, yeah. Same. Thanks." And because she's allergic to too much emotional vulnerability in one sitting: "Dork."
End~