Vriska Serket

This is a closed Vriska Serket RP blog for Alternia Academy.

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Vriska was way more interested in science than magic. Magic seemed great in stories and theory, but it didn’t exist and everyone knew it. Those who didn’t, well, they were clearly delusional.

Which is why Vriska never understood why magicians still existed. Sure, you could...

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“I know your type. You magicians don’t have anything better to do than scam money out of other people’s pockets.” Vriska accused with a huff. Sure, she was probably wrong, but why else would this kid have a top hat of all things if not for magic tricks?

“What do you pull out of there at the end of your tricks? A rabbit? Maybe some never-ending rainbow ribbon?” She tried grabbing the hat from him, wanting to see inside or leave him with one less trick to use on others.

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Do You Believe In Magic?

Vriska was way more interested in science than magic. Magic seemed great in stories and theory, but it didn’t exist and everyone knew it. Those who didn’t, well, they were clearly delusional.

Which is why Vriska never understood why magicians still existed. Sure, you could fool a kid with magic tricks, but adults? It was a classic con artist scam to get money from parents who wanted their kids to be happy or to shut up. Perhaps that was a cynical view on people who were just trying to make money, but Vriska felt that she effectively saw through their acts.

So, when she saw a fellow student hurrying across the campus lawn with a top hat in his hands, she suspected the same thing of him. She followed him until she caught up, tapping him on the shoulder with her intact hand. “What are you doing with that hat? You’re not going to fucking scam some unsuspecting kid’s money from them, are you?”She asked, her hand resting on her hip as she raised an eyebrow at the boy.

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Finally! After the long bus ride, she had arrived at the school she would attend for the next four years. She wasn’t sure if she was more relieved to get off the bus after a five hour ride, or to escape the odd looks she was receiving from the other passengers. She decided that...

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Shit. It wasn’t hard to hear the running coming from behind her, and when she turned her head, a girl was running in her direction. Vriska hoped vainly that she would keep running past her, but no- she slowed down right beside Vriska to match her pace.

“Yeah, I’m Vriska. Let me guess, my sister blabbed about me, didn’t she?” Vriska replied, crossing her arms and taking in Feferi’s eccentric appearance. The pink looked good on the girl, she supposed, but it was a bit too... bright for her tastes. She preferred blue tones, for one, and plaid shirts and jeans were more her style than dresses. Not that she didn’t like dresses, per say; she just lost interest after losing her arm. The stares only got worse when she wore sleeveless dresses, as she learned the hard way.

The curse confused her for a minute or two before she figured out what she meant. “Magnet and disability. I act.” She said, shrugging with her good arm. “Nice to meet you, I guess. You a freshman?”

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Mituna put on his bit hiking boots and stood up on the ground of a parking lot. He looked around the huge foresty area that lay out in front of him. He decided that since none of his friends were around he would take a hike in the forest. Of course he wasn’t going to go on any nature walk or hike...

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One of the first things Vriska wanted to do upon arriving to the academy was scope out the woods surrounding it. Hiking was something that the younger Serket enjoyed, as it helped clear her mind and more importantly, her anxiety. It would be a bit harder to hike when half-blind, but she was determined to check out the trails before classes started the next day.

She pulled on her boots and brought a backpack of some sandwiches and water before setting out. She stuck to the trails as much as such could, but eventually she took a wrong turn and there was no more trail. Looking around and forcing herself to stay calm, she turned back and retraced her steps. No matter what direction she went, however, there was no indication that she was heading back towards civilization.

With her anxiety beginning to flare up, she knew she had to do something before the sun set completely. Her phone was useless this far from the academy, and she didn’t know anyone yet, so there was no one to worry about where she was. Taking a deep breath, she just kept walking. Eventually the woods would run out and she’d find somewhere to call the school... right?

Almost as soon as that thought crossed her mind, she ran right into someone; stumbling backwards and barely managing to keep herself from falling. Balance was a bitch when you only had one arm.

“Watch where you’re going!” She snapped, glaring at the boy she ran into.

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Okay, so not everything Meenah used as a prank was especially genius or innovative, but they never failed to please. Yeah, she usually liked the audacious and chaotic - a fine contrast to her friends John and Jane’s means of pranking - but nothing quite did the job and had the same effect as...

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Chemistry was a bore, and no one knew it better than Vriska. She just couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that adults thought mixing harmless chemicals was useful. Maybe for people who actually enjoyed the subject and wanted to pursue it, but for the rest of the students? It was a complete waste of time to the blonde. So, deciding that her lab partner could handle turning the Bunsen burner flame different colors, she crossed her arms and buried her face in them. A nap couldn’t hurt, right?

Apparently, the younger Serket was very mistaken. What had she had planned to been a quick cat nap had turned into a deep sleep. That was what she got for staying up late the night before finishing homework ahead of time. Her new prosthetic arm was something that she was still getting used to, but science wasn’t advanced enough to make her be able to feel with it, unfortunately. Luckily for her, she could feel when something was putting pressure on it, as it still hurt like hell.

“What the hell?” She woke with a start, glancing around. Kids were laughing at her, and as much as she wanted to curl into herself to make herself smaller, her good eye was glued to her metal arm. Oh, fuck no. Vriska looked around for the student who had decided it would hilarious to bedazzle her prosthetic with penises. She was the only one not laughing, and when she saw the glimpse of a long braid peeking out from behind her table, she knew exactly who it was.

“Meenah, I can see you! What the hell did you do to my arm!?” She asked in a dangerously low tone, a scowl on her face.

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The Arrival (open prompt)

Finally! After the long bus ride, she had arrived at the school she would attend for the next four years. She wasn’t sure if she was more relieved to get off the bus after a five hour ride, or to escape the odd looks she was receiving from the other passengers. She decided that she hated the looks the most. People should learn to mind their own damn business. Had they never seen an amputee before?

Shaking her head to clear those possible anxiety-inducing thoughts, she gathered her bags and walked up to the gates of the academy. It was bigger than the brochure implied, but that didn’t really faze the blonde. A few students milled around the campus as she took everything in, keeping a calm and collected expression. Nobody was going to know anything about her unless she explicitly told them. That was the only way she knew how to keep her anxiety in check.

Ignoring her fellow classmates, Vriska followed the map she had received in the mail to the dorm buildings. She already had a key for her room, so it was just a matter of finding her room. Her roommate was apparently a girl named Meulin, though the freshman hoped she would have a day of peace before meeting her.