Rebecca Brisk: Alien Slayer

Brisk. Rebecca Brisk. Alien Slayer. I also slay vampires, zombies, mummies- Yes, there’s a difference! Ghosts, witches, ogres, werewolves, ghouls, goblins, banshees, gorgons, trolls, chimeras, empousas, amazons, centaurs, Cerberus- your version of Hades didn’t like that much- harpies, sirens, minotaurs, manticore, hydras, furies, ophiotaurus, taraxippi- I do it all! You name it, I slay it! That’s what goes on the business card. Actually, it’s ‘You name it, I slay it! Incorporated.’ (((OC, FC is Chloe Bennet. This blog is a side blog, main blog for this account is youinsultedmyhorse. Please read rules before rping)))

[jcc-specialagentdeclanfitzg-blog]

“Honestly, I’m not really sure what kinds of weird stuff is real and what isn’t at the moment.  I’ve got, uh.  Well, let’s say like, octuplets separated at birth, one of them’s technically a medium, another one’s a rocket scientist, and one of the others is a German punk gangster.  Ever since I moved to DC, it’s not like it’s easy to tell what’s a normal okay thing and what belongs on Syfy.”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

She raised her eyebrows. “Interesting. Do you personally know them, too, or just know of them?”

She laughed. “Story of my life. You wouldn’t believe my initial reaction when I found out that mandatory alien checks were not a normal thing.”

[unaugmentedmonkeyscantfly]

“Are you sure the blue’s no’ too much of a contrast?”  Fitz looked at it and thought it looked a bit…French.  “The tricky thing is that I’ve known her for over ten years now, had a crush on her for just abou’ all of that time, but I only said anythin’ about two years ago.”  He blinked, shocked.  “Wow.  Two years already.  But, um, an’ she only jus’ figured ou’ how she felt, so we sor’ of…yeah, less than six months, for sure, maybe less than two.  I’s hard to pinpoint when we started bein’ a couple instead of really good friends, they blur together.  Which is how i’ should be, really.”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

“Aw! That’s so sweet! You two are going to be together a very long time. I can tell.” She grinned. “Okay. How about we ditch the blue roses, and instead of red, we put in some pink. Subtle, but classy.” As she spoke she started putting together a new bouquet. She held it out for him once she had finished. “Well? What do you think?”

[jcc-specialagentdeclanfitzg-blog]

“Mmm, hot dog.  Wait.  Aliens?  What?”  Declan looked like he didn’t believe that for a moment, but at the same time, wanted to know more.  “Are we talking 1950s B-movie alien or are we talking Battlestar Galactica alien or are we talking about illegal immigrants who hitch rides to the ISS?”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

“I’m talking all kinds. Not the illegal immigrant ones, though...the non-humans. The ones that come in UFOs and teleportation devices and stuff.” She paused, trying to gauge his reaction. “You don’t think I belong in the nuthouse, do you? Because it’s true, I swear. I even have a pet dragon. That actually might not be helping my case...but hey, I got proof if you need it.”

[unaugmentedmonkeyscantfly]

“She likes floral patterns.  Or a’ least she used to, she sor’ of stopped wearin’ them after…uh.  After one of our mates decided to be a word that I would rather no’ say in public an’ attacked us.  I’s complica’ed.”  He thought for a second.  “We could go with the colours of the English flag.  Red an’ white.”  He grinned, if only briefly before it faded just as suddenly.  “Are roses too much?”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

She nodded in understanding. “Ah. I see.”

“You know what? I think some red and white roses would be perfect. You sound like the two of you haven’t been dating long, hence the white roses, which means purity. And you obviously love her, hence the red roses. We’ll throw in some small blue ones around the edges, and whala! The perfect bouquet for your lovely lady. I’ll even give you all the credit for picking them out.” She grinned, putting a sample of the bouquet together as she spoke. She handed him the finished bundle. “Well? What do you think?”

[musebasket-blog]

Put a rumor you heard about my muse in my ask and they'll confirm or deny it.

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

Let’s Punch Time in the Face II mcflyinthroughtime

[mcflyinthroughtime]

     “Hey, ahh…” Marty blinked as the sunlight hit him in the eyes. He lowered his aviator sunglasses. That was better. He had already hidden the DeLorean safely, tucking it away behind an old building. “Thanks, I guess. Who- who - Who’re you?” 

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

“No problem. The good news is that most of those clothes are back in style---from what I’ve seen, anyway, so you won’t stick out like a sore thumb too much.” She held out her hand for him to shake. “Brisk. Rebecca Brisk. Alien Slayer. Nice to meet ya, ‘80s dude.”

[jcc-specialagentdeclanfitzg-blog]

@oneandonlyalienslayer

“Soooo.  If I were on a homecoming tour, what would you recommend I try out?  I’ve never been here before.”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

“Homecoming tour?” She’d never heard that term before. “Uh...well, there’s the bowling alley down the road with the best hot dogs ever...there’s some pretty great restaurants and diners and things like that in town, too...and I guess that’s really it...not too much around here.” She shrugged. “Although I don’t really get to chill much, I’m pretty busy driving away the invading aliens from outer space.” She paused. “Did I forget to mention that?” She held out her hand for him to shake. “I’m Rebecca Brisk. Alien Slayer. You can call me Becky if you want.”

[unaugmentedmonkeyscantfly]

“Tha’s a lot of colours all a’ once.  Are you sure they’d go okay together?”  He was trying to picture them in terms of a supersuit like Captain America, and somehow they just clashed.  Too much all at once.  “What if we stick to…uh.  One colour or like…like what you’d see on one of those paint selector things.”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

Welp.

There goes the confidence.

“Uhm, well, they should. It looked pretty in my head.” She paused. “What, like different shades of the same color? That could work. You know what her favorite color is? Or we could go patriotic. Those colors always look great together. ---Unless you want colors from a different flag,” She quickly added. “That’s cool too.” 

[tellme-your-wishesthree-deactiv]

“Friends have a way of showing up when you least expect it, and from those you would never believe could become one.”  The genie wasn’t completely sure what an alien was supposed to look like, then nothing could beat a large blue caterpillar that dragged a hookah around with him. Well, he mused with a lopsided grin, something could only it had yet to find its way to Wonderland as of yet.  “From what little you have said of Mork, I do believe he would find Wonderland to his liking; he could find some fun impersonating a great many of he residents.”

Just not the Red Queen, if he liked his head firmly attached to his neck that is.

Aliens were one thing, but how her world depicted a genie was only getting worse.  Perhaps he was vain, glad he actually had a full head of curls, over a little ponytail.  Unless that was implying this genie in question had hair that long…and a goatee?  Heavens forbid, one thing Cyrus never intended to ever do was grow facial hair.  Then he wasn’t sure that was possible, had his own curse pretty well froze him as he was the moment it was enacted?  “Were they worried children may believe anyone could be a genie?” he choked out, not sure if he was trying to fight down laughter at the thought or just having trouble finding his voice.  “It seems every land needs its odd tales.”

Cyrus finally did find his voice, in the form of a laugh at Rebecca’s question.  “Normally they travel together, there are times you may see one Tweedle without the other.  Although I have no idea which one is Tweedle Dum or Tweedle Dee; I have only ever seen them together and from afar.”  The Red Queen normally just shouted Tweedle and they both would turn, so he wasn’t sure if they actually had the extra part of the names or that was just made up by the people of the realm.

Truthfully, he realized as they made their way through the long, emerald hued blades of grass, there seemed to be no time to show up where Percy didn’t seem out of sorts.  Perhaps it was because most came to see him when they were wanting a portal to another realm, or faster travel through Wonderland?  They’d need to be sure to have Alice with them; she could ask him for most anything and he’d agree.  Odd really, considering his first meeting with the White Rabbit included the curious young woman pulling him out of a bag by his ears.  “She does have tea with the Hatter, March Hare and Dormouse.”  Dark eyes glanced upwards, gauging the time of day by where the sun was in the sky.  “She should be making her way through Tulgy Woods, we may be able to meet her on the other side.”  So long as she didn’t stop to trade riddles with Cheshire of course.

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

“Yeah, he’d love it here. Much more than he liked Earth, I’m sure, and that’s a lot.”

“Well, given how the Genie described it, it made us all know that being a genie wasn’t the best job in the world. At the end of the movie, though, Aladdin wished for Genie to be free, so I don’t think any little kids wanted to be genies when they grew up.”

“...They don’t sing, do they? Because that would be weird.” She couldn’t even imagine it. Some things in Wonderland were too weird, even for her.

She stopped. “Hatter. The Mad Hatter? He’s my favorite!” Walking forward again, she continued. “Honestly I’m not quite sure why he’s always been my favorite, but there was just something about him. I used to think that he had an encounter with aliens...nobody believed him about it, and he just grew madder and madder as time went on.” She shrugged. “That’s probably not the case here, but you know...” She sighed. “I was a lonely child.” She shrugged. “Anyway...how far is Tulgy Woods?”

[unaugmentedmonkeyscantfly]

Fitz cautiously–very cautiously–took her hand and shook it, hoping this wasn’t a prank by Daisy to make fun of him.  “Don’–I’ve seen–okay, um, firs’ thing you should know is that brains are important an’ I’m kind of paranoid abou’ hurtin’ mine.”  He nodded.  “An’ the girl, she’s called Jemma.  She’s the mos’ brilliant person I’ve ever met, doesn’ like deserts, she’s kind an’ funny an’ has a wonderful laugh tha’s like sunshine comin’ out from behind a cloud.”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

“Oh, of course! You don’t think I meant that they weren’t important, did you? Because---because that is one of the reasons that most aliens terrify me.”

She thought for a moment. “She sounds like she likes things simple, but still a bit vibrant, you know? How about some blue daisies--- see what I did there?” She grinned. “---with some pink tiger lilies and some pink or white bleeding hearts on the edge of the bouquet? OR, or instead of the bleeding hearts, we could do some goldenrod flowers on the edges! What do you think? Too much?” 

She really only had this job to get herself back on her feet. Alien slaying payed good enough, but it wasn’t often that she got those opportunities.  She was still new and learning about what colors looked good with what, but she had a good feeling about this arrangement.

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

Let’s Punch Time in the Face II mcflyinthroughtime

“Hey, buddy,” Rebecca gave him a look of pity. “While I like the wardrobe choice, you kinda look like you just stepped out of the ‘80s.” She held up her hands and took a step back. “Just saying.”

@mcflyinthroughtime

[unaugmentedmonkeyscantfly]

Fitz let out a nervous, awkward noise that was either a whimper of confusion or a giggle.  “Um,” he managed after that as he tried to wrestle his speech into something other than confused punctuation.  “Aliens, yeah, bu’, no, you look, you’re the spittin’ image of my friend Daisy.  An’ I’m Fitz.  Dr. Fitz, sorry, go’ garbled.”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

A smile spread across her face. “Really? I have lookalike?? That’s AWESOME! Is she here with you? Can I meet her? Are we only alike in looks, or do we have the same personality, too??” She spoke a bit too quick out of excitement.

She suddenly became very calm. “Nice to meet you, Dr. Fitz.” She held out her hand for him to shake.

“It’s alright. Aliens can do that to you. They also can eat your brains, but mostly they just mess with us. Now, about the flowers...tell me about the girl you’re getting them for first, then I’ll help you.”

[tellme-your-wishesthree-deactiv]

An apology truly hadn’t been required, but still.  Some might have mistaken his laughter at being at their own expense.  “This land is unbelievable, if anyone that had never been to it took your word for truth without argument I would be quite shocked.”  Despite being magical himself, he might have his own doubts.

Mind it sounded as though he was about to be questioning the validity of her tale.  Not based on what these beings called aliens thought her appearance to be, but more on this friend.  “That is a very strange name, I am not sure if I mean your friend’s name of the land he comes from.”  The genie smiled, odd it rhymed a bit.  Perhaps this Mork would do well in Wonderland as well, if he enjoyed riddles and other such nonsense.  “He sounds to be a good friend, if he is willing to assist you in your work by scaring them away from your own home.”

Obviously stories were altered over time, and even when they moved from one realm to another.  Details about Aladdin were unchanged, the same as Jasmine but he was almost appalled at the depiction of a genie.  “The genie, he was completely blue?”  This was hard to swallow; tall as mountains, hideous to behold and all the rest, that he’d grown up hearing.  But none ever said they were blue and…did she say he sang too?  Cyrus wasn’t tone deaf, but he certain didn’t sing.  “I must admit some relief that none of the stories were true.”

The Red Queen…apparently she was included in Alice’s story as well, which he supposed made sense in retrospect.  “We should be able to stay out of her way, the most you might run upon a Tweedle.  I do not believe the Red Queen is likely to remove your head, that was ore the Queen of Hearts,” he explained, mind wandering for a brief moment. The one had vanished awhile ago, the other he wasn’t sure of.  She seemed cold, but he knew sometimes people acted a certain way to hide something.  Only he wasn’t sure what, and was in no hurry to get close enough to the monarch to find out.

Nodding, he gestured towards the oddly checkered path amid the tall blades of grass.  “It sounds of great interest, one does find themselves longing for adventures after so much time solitary.  Alice on the other hand, she absolutely loves to explore, I believe you both may get alone quite well.”  That and they both loved making new friends, for however long they would stay.  A soft laugh as they walked, he nodded at her assumption of Percy.  “The White Rabbit is fussy, so long as we are not interrupting his tea he should be fairly agreeable.  I am unsure where Alice was heading, but she is usually easy to find.”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

She grinned. “I’ve never seen Ork myself, but from what Mork tells me, it’s weird. Not quite Wonderland weird, but a different kind of weird.” She nodded. “Oh, yeah, he’s the best. Five years ago if you were to ask me if I’d ever be friends with an alien, I’d shudder at the thought, just because of all the bad experiences I’ve had with them. But Mork...he’s a good one. Very different. He’d do well here, I think. You know, he can do the best impersonations.”

She nodded. “His skin was blue. And his pants, too. He also had a black goatee and ponytail.” She was trying her best to contain her laughter from his reaction to what the cartoon looked like as opposed to him. “Remember, this was a family story, they wanted to keep him kid-friendly, but not completely human.”

She let out a sigh of relief. “Oh, thank goodness. Wait.” She looked at him, her eyes widened. “Tweedles? As in Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum, Tweedles? Do they travel in pairs?” Of all the places to randomly get teleported to, Wonderland was where she ended up. 

She smiled. “I hope so. She sounds pretty cool.” She decided to wait before describing to Cyrus what Alice’s cartoon self was like. He was still processing what his cartoon self was. “Okay. We’ll just have to make sure we don’t interrupt him, then.” She nodded. “Where are we going to check first? Where would she most likely be?”

[roleplaystartermemes]

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[unaugmentedmonkeyscantfly]

What the hell?  Whoever she was looked like Daisy.  An identical twin.  Fitz had heard of those universal twin things, and he understood a basic if unstated scientific theory behind it, but seeing it was another matter.  “I’m you’re Faizy?”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

Something’s wrong with his face.

He almost froze in shock when he looked at her face. “Uh, You okay? Oh gosh, there’s not something in my teeth, is there?” She self consciously covered her mouth. “I swear, if there’s lettuce in my teeth...I’m sorry, I thought I checked earlier after lunch...” After checking her reflection and seeing no food in her teeth, she turned back around towards the stranger. 

“Whew, I thought it was me for a second there. You, on the other hand..you okay, ‘Faizy’? Look at me and tell me the truth. Have you had any encounters with aliens lately?” It really was the only explanation she could think of. “Aliens can really make you crazy.”

[unaugmentedmonkeyscantfly]

@oneandonlyalienslayer

“Sorry, um, can you help me?  I’m tryin’ to figure ou’ what kind of flowers to ge’ my girlfriend.”

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

“Wow. Um. Okay.” Normally people wanted her help slaying evil aliens. This was a new one. “I’m gonna need to know a little about her before I help with that. But first,” She stuck out her hand. “I’m Rebecca Brisk.”

[tellme-your-wishesthree-deactiv]

As hard as he tried, Cyrus could not help but laugh.  His head fell forward for a moment, trying his best to quell the laughter but it took him a few minutes.  “I apologize,” he said, looking to her again as a hand reached up to push a few stray curls of hair out of his eyes.  “With as much of Wonderland as I have seen thus far, I can understand why others in your realm may believe the man anything but of sound mind.”  Disappearing cat, singing (and insulting) flowers, along with a man constantly making hats and throwing tea parties?  It certainly did sound strange.  “Alice has never convinced her father of Wonderland, should your land be the same most would follow his lead.”  Apparently some lacked imagination, or he thought anyway.

How had he missed the weapon she carried?  Cyrus looked at it curiously as Rebecca explained the use, which was far more than what the one he had could do.  Not that he would complain; a sword was a sword, it mattered more the holder knew how to use it than anything else. “That sounds to be a difficult task, and a lonely one if you are the sole person able to perform the task.  It also seems those with ill intent have a common goal of controlling whatever realm they find.”  For a moment the genie wondered if that weapon of her’s would take care of Jafar just as easily, then again he was quite human.  Evil, probably leaning towards a sociopath but other than that, human.

“Aladdin?” That particular name was familiar, although he had a feeling the story might be different.  “A poor boy who rose in the social ranks to wed a princess, many did wonder how he managed such as he was more or less known to be a ne’er do well.”  Cyrus grinned, shrugging at the talk of how the genie was described in the story she knew. “Genies in some tales in my land are said to be hideous to behold, and tall as mountain once freed of their bottle or lamp.”  He never considered himself vain, but was extremely glad to find that to be untrue after being cursed.  “Alice makes fast friends with most everyone she meets, aside from the royalty in this realm that is.”

Rebecca did have a valid idea, and he was surprised at how quickly she came to the conclusion on what he was.  Then if she knew the story of Aladdin it really shouldn’t have been shocking.  “Alice is always up for an adventure, and I must admit now that I am far more free then I have been in a long time I enjoy seeing what I can.  Percy on the other hand, he’s the one that must be convinced as he would be the only way out of Wonderland, and to return.  While I am sure your land will be interesting, I believe Alice will want to return here.” As would he, if he could not return to Agrabah and call it home then Wonderland was the next best thing.

[oneandonlyalienslayer]

She shrugged. “Nothing to apologize for. It’s not like you created this place.” She sighed. “Yep. Some people will believe anything, but most just think you’re crazy. Well...about ninety percent in my experience.”

She nodded. “Well, I’ve gotten used to it. Besides, after this long, the aliens are absolutely terrified of me. The rumors that spread about me with them are crazy...that I have pointy teeth, and other nonsense.” She grinned. “I’m glad they’re afraid of me. Keeps more of ‘em away, thanks to Mork from Ork.” She did have one alien friend, the only non-human she completely trusted, but it had been a long time since she had last seen Mork. He was the one who spread most of those rumors.

“...It’s a little different in the story I know...” She explained to him a short version of the film. “The funny part is, you look more like Aladdin than the Genie himself. Although...blue would be a great color on you.” She added sarcastically. “I bet you were glad to find that wasn’t true, right?” She paused. “Sounds like Alice and I might be good friends.” From what Cyrus said, she sounded nothing like the cartoon. “Oh, gosh. The Red Queen is here, right? She’s not...she’s not gonna cut my head off, right? Because I really like where it is right now.”

“I’m sure you’re right, but maybe you two can explore my realm a bit once we open the portal. I’m sure you’d like it, once you got used to it.” She had a feeling that once their journey was over, it would be hard to part with them, and even though she hadn’t met Alice yet, she knew it’ll be hard to say goodbye.

“Okay, we can finish our conversation on the way. First, we find Alice. Then Percy so I can get home. He might be more willing to help friends than a random stranger..” She started to walk in one direction, then stopped. “Actually...you lead. I don’t know where anything is here.”