#host is speaking

[tie-girl-lucie]

Wanted to fight my same face syndrom and have an updated face reference !

Also they are all smilling because they deserve a bit of happiness and I love them ♡

[radio-host-taking-calls]

Woah! Your– ehem– you look cool!

— @enerjekaguy 🔋

- Thank you. You are not too bad yourself.

*Host sighs and lean against the wall lazily to better lit on their cigarette. They take a deep inhale.*

- Usually people judge my look harshly. Especially in times like this. I'm glad you are not one of those clowns. One big circus...

[ancient-gears]

Me: no, I'm definitely not a system :(

*feeling strong presence of my headmate-caretaker*

Me: ...ah

[tie-girl-lucie]

LITTLE QUIRKS IN CHARACTERS :

What they do when happy :

Lucie hums or sings to herself. Takes time to draw, read or to shuffle her tarot deck. Spends time with friends and have a chat. Goes for a night walk and admire the world around.

Ilya acts more aloof. Body language open and casual. Sticks in shared places to talk with people. Takes better care of themselves and looks healthier. Sounds nicer and more approacheable.

Host rarely express happiness but might throw a party with friends and dance. She does two little happy claps when something goes her way.

What they do when stressed :

Lucie : Plays with her hands. Eat her nails or her skin. Plays with things (hem of a shirt, clicks a pen, pull at her tie, etc.) Isolate. Copes with music. Speaks too much and too quickly.

Ilya : Pulls at their own hair until it falls. Rubs their temples. Pinch the bridge of their nose to relieve pressure. Sweats a lot. Lie -badly- to get out of the situation. Sticks to loved ones. Takes care of their gun in preparation.

Host : Plays with her peircings to sooth herself. Hurt herself a little (pokes her finger with a pieircing, bite her tongue, pinch herself on the arm, etc.). Isolate and locks herself somewhere safe. Focuses on work. Journal and makes lists of pros and cons to better understand the situation and calm down.

What they do when sad :

Lucie cries very easily. Breaks down and sob too much. Calls for help and get clingy.

Ilya does not cry a lot and tends to isolate to hide their sadness. They get angry easily if someones sees them or try to help.

Host drinks alcohol. Sleeps way more. Losts themselves in researches to avoid thinking. Plans out a new tatoo or a new body modification as a coping mechanism and a way to still want a tommorow to happen.

What they do when scared :

Lucie looks for help immediatly. She counts on her web of powerful and smart people to deal with every situations. She hides behind people. She runs and hide if alone. She forgets she is the danger.

Ilya shoots at anything that is scary and potentially dangerous. Their instinct is to destroy anything they do not understand and wich might be a nuisance. If they are deprived of their gun, or in a situation where they cannot act to save themselves, they will beg and promise anything, even lie to get themselves out of a bad situation.

Host is rarely scared or repulsed by anything. She hides her fright quite well and might propose a deal or bluff her way out of danger.

What they do when angry :

Lucie cries in frustration and escape the situation to go cool off somewhere. She is rarely angry and often abandons a fight or is the one to say sorry first.

Ilya acts violent and hit/kick things : walls, furnitures, rocks... They shout and try to intimidate others. They are quick to anger. They never hit people but expect a medal for that.

Host acts defensive and crosses her arms. Sits or lay against a wall to seem aloof and calm. Tries to hide her anger. Use logic and words to win.

What they do when tired :

Lucie is never really tired, due to being a visitor. But hunger makes her stagnant, and she sleeps a lot, as if hibernating, all day and most nights.

Ilya acts like they are never tired but they always look exhausted. They are quicker to anger and to be violent when tired. They are also more prone to be clumsy and irritable.

Host takes good care of herself and goes to take a nap. If she needs to stay awake for whatever reason, a bit of coffee or whiskey will keep her awake. She may be less chatty and a bit colder when really tired, and seek calm and isolation.

What they do to give themselves courage :

Lucie holds on on her jewelry, that was gifted by friends. She plays with her bracelet to reminds herself who she is still surviving for.

Ilya looks for someone they love and spend some time with them. They may act a bit more cuddly if they are really afraid.

Host daydreams about the future and the consequences of her work and actions. Dreams of changing the world for the best.

Cute little quirks :

Lucie does crochet and often offers gifts to others. She changes her ties to her mood. She reads cards as a hobby and likes to amuse people with it. She sings under the shower. She insists on cooking even tho she cannot really eat human food.

Ilya makes food for all those they care about and take great consideration about their regimes and preferences. They paint little pieces of sky on their stuff, in secret. They love to do miniatures of trains and consider learning about mechanisms and machineries to be fun, and might take apart some machines just for the pleasure of building them back up again.

Host fills in her tatooes when she is bored, with makeup or pens. She switches her peircings to coordinate with her outfit and make up of the day. She offers homemade jewelry to friends, like khandi bracelets. She makes music playlists for people and little messages for friends in her emissions.

[radio-host-taking-calls]

<he knocks very firmly, though the motive behind this action could be questioned, because he comes in before receiving a response. He’d forgotten that he was meant to wait…. Oops. He looks quite… miserable as a whole. In expression and in general. His hair is shorn abysmally short, perhaps three or four centimeters in length, excluding some tufts that had been missed, and in such inconsistent layers they could safely assumed he’d done it to himself. And it had gone very poorly, if the scabbed over clip in his ear is anything to go off of. With the length so drastically reduced, a great deal of cowlicks and scars in his scalp are revealed, and he looks a deal younger, like an awkward high school student with a buzz cut. Though, contrarily, the expression in his face is so deeply miserable that he could be nothing but an adult, somebody who had seen enough of the world to know true distress.>

<he’d done it all the previous day, on an impulse. An act of frustration, an attempt to drive away fantastical narratives, unrealistic chimeras in his head, self-punishment to correct behavior. He cut the first segment and it was difficult to stop himself from there. And then he’d cried so hard over the matter, he drove himself to throwing up. Which could be largely attributed to the heat of daytime, when he was meant to be sleeping. He’d been living in a box, all his life, and to question what could be outside was nearly sacrilegious. The box is likely safer, is it not, than outside? He doesn’t know what could be outside. He’s too afraid to check. That would mean a change, and a change is death, to a creature like him. No, it’s much safer to lie with the option you know, and fantasizing about what could be, and dying of oxygen deprivation in your familiar enclosure.>

<he offers them a very small, mostly false grin, standing in the doorway like a scared animal.>

D’you… uh.. can we do somethin’?? Please? <to distract himself. Though he hopes that from their perspective it only looks like an attempt at socialization. He is quite embarrassed, looking like a shaved bear, but he’s afraid that if he’d stayed sitting, alone, without a task in his room any longer, he’d have died.>

—🪙 ( @carrying-coins )

- And that concludes today's report. Thank you for listening to "Another beautiful day in hell". Stay tuned for more survival tips. And remember : Trust no one in uniform of any kind. That's today's wisdom. Goodbye, every-ear, and stay safe.

*A radio headset on her head, Host was just closing her showtime when she heard knocks at the door. And then the door opened while she put her headset down... And grabbed a baseball bay !

The weapon was laying right next to her at all time, in case someone wanted to invade her little makeshift radio tower. On the highest ground possible, window opened, a radio and a long antenna, a microphone, a headset, and papers, lots and lots of research papers... Her own little information heaven. It had to be defended !

She turned with her baseball in hand, ready for a swing, black eyes full of darkness when...

When she recognised Artie. She dropped it, and sighed in relief.*

- Shit Artie you scared me. Wait at the door next time, would you ? Impolite ass...

*But her little face all contorted in sadness softenes quickly the tattooed woman, who sighed louder.*

- Who the fuck is your hairsrylist, so I know who to avoid ?

*As she stayed at the door, like a vampire uninvinted, Hodt gestured the woman-to-be to come in. This was soooo typical. Fighting it. Gender sticking for the sake of convincing yourself. She saw so much of it already...*

- Yeah we can do something. Try to improve what the fuck you attempted for exemple...

*As if their own green and purple, bluish hair, one side both shaved AND long in the back while the other side was a bowlcut with a fringe... Host had nothing to say about weird hairstyles...*

[tie-girl-lucie]

I PROMISE I WILL ANSWER TO ALL MY RP TOMMOROW I AM AWARE SOME OR YOU ARE WAITING FORGIVE MEEEEEE 🥹🥹🥹

[radio-host-taking-calls]

Seeing. Speaking. Believing. Do you believe? You speak. Do you see? See more than most? See at all? Are your words colored with experience or are they the monochrone monologues of a monotonous life lived with eyes closed?

I see. I speak. I believe. Do you want to see? To speak? To believe?

- @bugeyed-alarm

*Well, little guy, see with your big eyes, this person right in front of you, fuelled with experience and stories to tell. Purple skin covered in tattooes. Eyes with a black sclera and peircings added everywhere. Not to forget the shark teeth, the splitted tongue and the fashion sens... The Radio-Host was no visitor, but she looked alien enough.*

- I hear farer than most. Thanks to this pretty baby.

*The lanky figure gently tapped on her radio.*

- I speal plenty already. I see too much and I believe in nothing. Satisfied ? What are you, a poet ? ... Care for an interview ? It's for the emission "Another day in Hell". Heard of it ?

*Her time for questions, now.*

- You are a funny one...

[radio-host-taking-calls]

Your teeth are like shark teeth. In a good way.

I'm guessing food doesn't get stuck in them much anymore, huh.

– @enerjekaguy 🔋

- An alien, a shark, a freak... I get called a lot of things these days. But I think you mean it as a compliment, so, thank you.

*The Enerjeka Addict again. Well, he was a nice dude. Might as well appreciate him and indulge in small talk. Maybe learn his story...*

- Nope, nothing gets stuck, and I cut a lot faster. But to chew it's difficult...