★ SEP. (CATCH ALL); they say i'm dangerous 'cuz i break all the cages.

[opheliac]

Who: jinx & YOU
When: all of september
Where: all throughout the boat
What: things that will happen with her during this month. some will be open & some will be private. all jinx's top-levels, her phone texting, and her one-on-one will permanently go here for the month.
Warnings: jinx suffers from mental illness. such as the following - schizophrenia, hallucinations, PTSD, & separation anxiety. these may or may not happen in this log.

WEEK 1 (09/01 - 09/03)
█ JINX ➜ 09.01 ➜ TOP-LEVEL

WEEK 2 (09/04 - 09/10)
N/A

WEEK 3 (09/11 - 09/17)
N/A

WEEK 4 (09/18 - 09/24)
█ JINX ➜ 09.18 ➜ TOP-LEVEL (backdated.)

WEEK 5 (09/25 - 09/30)
N/A

code credit to: thisismanx

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09.01 ➜ top-level ➜ throughout the day

[opheliac]

i. HURIKANE. — ❝you can hunt me like a sport now.❞

Seek me out, hear me out.
"Come get it", don't you simmer down, right now
Want you acting like you're in the wild,
Old style give me no doubts.

(after grinding and pulling a few all nighters, jinx finally completed her two projects. she really could had chose any other location but hurikane had always been her "spot" besides the theater. and besides, hurikane has so many bottles just lining up in a row so it's practically begging to use as practice.

sitting at one of the tables, there are two pistols resting along the surface with a few bullets lying there too all nonchalantly. and as she clicks her tongue, she picks up izzy's gun first and sharply aims it at one of the alcoholic bottles ahead of her. a head a tilt with one eye shut, a shot rings out -- dead bulleye at the target bottle with glass shards exploding in various directions.)

(her gaze is back at the gun in hand, humming to herself in thought. the trigger didn't stick which is pretty good! she was half expecting it to since the material she used to make these are different. jinx twirls his gun with her index as she peers over to stede's gun; which she had some concerns about when making it. switching pistols, she plays a very light toss of catch with stede's weapon before another sharp posture -- arm straight out as she fires at another unfortunate bottle. thankfully, it's just as good as izzy's so all of her concerns and worries are out the window!)

(mission one and three complete -- now all that is left to present these guns to them. buuuuut... there's no harm in keep toying wit them just a little longer right?)

ii. LIBRARY. — ❝darling i’ve been tempted by the darkness.❞

I hold on to every promise
I been waiting for a light
I hold on to every comet
Won’t surrender - not tonight

(the library is a place that jinx hardly visits but she enters in simply because the fact she is bored and why not pass the time with reading something? after all, she is a little curious just what kind of stories this place have on their shelves.

with her arms folded over her chest, she casually walks down section by section -- eyes reading along the title and wait for something to jump up at her.)

... Hey. Whaddya recommend?

(maybe you just wandered in or you've been here this whole time, either way, she is going to ask for your input without even looking to see who you are.)

iii. PLAYBACK. — ❝no lunchbox friends.❞

the hassle, the fighting,
they all want a bite of me.
photos, more photos & gossip,
'bout hoes that they don't know.
oh, they talk shit though.

(it's a little weird being in the playback and sit in the teen lounge area with no chrissy. they've been meeting up here every so often to talk about whatever is going on in their days or getting to know one another better. so here is jinx as scheduled but now looking at the empty chair across from her. she leans forward while propping her elbow on the table -- cheek resting on her palm and swaying her foot back and forth underneath the table.

maybe she should play a mindless game or who knows? maybe someone will just walk in and sit across from her. a shift in her seat as she pulls out a marker from her pants pocket. and taking the cap off with her teeth, she hunches over and begins to doodle on table.)

vi. WILDCARD— ❝let me know what you want. your dare desires in your thoughts.❞

Run, run, run
I'm waiting.
Come, come, come
take it

(do something else with me! and ya'll know where to reach me and all that noise. by the way, i have to go in for work today (2p-11p EST) so i'll reply back.......lat...er....)

you can hunt me like a sport now.

[businessorlibation]

[Johnny just received several boxes of bullets for his revolver as a regain, so when he sees Jinx making a mess at the bar he had intended to man himself, he slips away to his room to grab the gun and a single box.]

I had to borrow your gun last time you set up a shooting gallery, but this time I have my own. Mind company?

[opheliac]

(sadly for johnny or maybe not, she notices the gun before the owner. it's something jinx can't help when she is the type to be gun-crazy. either way, she grins big in excitement.)

Ooooo hey hey! — Sure! You know when it comes to shootin', I never mind.

[businessorlibation]

Good. I think I need this, after everything.

[Both the practice to improve his aim, and the release. Perhaps she can give him some pointers, he's stiff-arming in a way that makes the recoil worse.]

[opheliac]

Yeah?

(it made sense really. the last excursion was... intense. the last part of it anyway. all of it might had been rough for some people but the first half to jinx, not so much. she's not all that close with skeleton man so death didn't had that much effect on her. now the dead? that was a clusterfuck.)

The thing about it if you're stress shootin', you're not gonna hit your target all the way.

[businessorlibation]

Stress shooting's the only kind I've ever done. I don't exactly whip this out for the fun of it very often.

[He lets out a bit of a self-deprecating laugh, aiming at a bottle labeled as Austershalin Brandy and firing.]

no lunchbox friends

[twelfthsong]

[Does the Doctor look like an angry, 50-something year old man that is actually well past his teens years? Yes. Will that stop him from going into Playback to see what kinds of games there are despite it being a teen club? No. Absolutely not.

It's about what he expects, except it's a lot emptier than he had thought except for the lone figure sitting at a table. Without much of an invitation he sits himself down across from her.]

Is that what teens do in a teen club? Graffiti?

[opheliac]

(as she looks up, there's a quirk of an eyebrow over the stranger. definitely someone she hadn't seen around before. a new crewmate? jinx use to be so on top of these things but she had been distracted lately.

Still she flashes him a lazy yet impish smirk -- twirling the marker between her two fingers. )

No, it's just a Jinx thing. Wanna give it a go?

[twelfthsong]

[He reaches out for the marker, a similar look of mischievous amusement in his eyes.]

You can tell me how well I'm doing at being a Jinx then. Prompt?

[opheliac]

(this old timer is already getting on her good side. extending the marker over, she then folds her arms over the table -- now looking intrigued,
too.)

Write or draw the most wicked thing you've done. Aaaand it can't be anythin' like " oh I died" or somethin'. That's boring.

[twelfthsong]

[Well. He did ask for a prompt with no other constraints. It's something he'll need to consider for the future - but on the other hand she didn't define wicked either. He only raises a slight eyebrow as he uncaps the marker and begins to draw.

It's clear he's pretty confident in his marker strokes. After a several seconds he pulls away to reveal a police box being flown away into a galaxy away from a planet. The planet has several people in ridiculous costumes shaking their fists at the man in the box that has wild hair and sunglasses much like himself.

When he's done he caps the marker and puts it in the centre of the table between them.]

II

[makemeasong]

[ Clara has a stack of five books in her arms already as she wanders, but when she's asked a question, the teacher in her springs into action. ]

Depends on what sort of books you like. Any type of genre jump out at you as a favorite?

[ This is a conversation she can totally get into and she definitely looks eager to talk. ]

[opheliac]

(oh, it's another crewmate she hadn't seen before. and by the looks of her carrying so many books, this girl is definitely a bookworm.)

I didn't get the chance to read a lotta books back where I'm from. They were usually told to me. Some dealt with monsters or scary stuff. But the bigger kids always came up with stories like that. So I guess that? But... some nice ones would be okay, too.

[makemeasong]

[ Clara squints at her with one eye, then puts down her own books. ]

Alright, some scary, but willing to branch out. I can work with this. [ She starts moving along the aisles and scanning titles, already a few in mind. ]

I'm Clara, and you totally just made my afternoon. I love finding books for people.

[opheliac]

(she scoffs an amusing laugh and slow quirk of an eyebrow.)

Well, that's somethin' I don't hear every day. (jinx? making someone's afternoon? in a positive way? this should be written down somewhere or recorded or else no one would believe it.)

The name's Jinx. Nice to meetcha, Brunette.

(the nickname is definitely on the flat scale but there's always an opportunity to come up with a better one.)

Let's see what you got cookin' up for me then. I expect NO less.

[makemeasong]

[ She's been called worse by students, so Brunette works for her. ]

Glad to meet you, and I love a challenge even more. Let's see...

[ And so, Clara begins moving around the library like a consummate professional, deciding to pick three very different books so Jinx can get a feel for what she might want more of. First, Daughter of Smoke and Bone which is a series, if it captivates her enough. All the Murmuring Bones comes next for a little bit of light horror and fairytales mixed, then ends with a self contained thriller. ]

These are all really different, but I think the three of them are good examples of the type of book they're supposed to be. We've got YA fantasy, sort of scary but more gothic slow burn until the crazy end, and then a straight thriller.

ii.

[nyktifanis]

( her fingers brush against the spines of the books in her search for a certain author, but she has yet to stumble upon his name. it could be that the first written text by him wouldn't be aboard this ship; she to this conclusion from the lack of derveni papyrus. she sits down on her knees now, passing book after book until an unfamiliar voice rings in her ear.

that's always a good thing, she tends to enjoy good company when they come across. her first assessment though is to gauge whether she's human or not, even if there's magical energy coming from her. )

Ichneutae by Sophocles, I'm unsure if you heard of his tales, but I found it to be an interesting take.

( though there's so many lines left for mankind to witness, but the experience is nice to have. )

[opheliac]

Yeah, never heard of 'em.

(with her arms folded over her chest, jinx shifts her weight from one foot to the other -- eyebrow quirking.)

So what's it about?

(and she hopes whoever this stranger is (man, she's running into a lot of new people lately!!) won't give her too much of a run-down of the story. otherwise, instant boredom.)

[nyktifanis]

( her fingers stop on one book, reading the cover before pushing it back where she had gotten it. that's not the one she wants. )

It's about the ancient Greek God Hermes, so that name should give you an idea of what type of story it is.

( some would think fantasy, but hermes was known as a thief, also "the divine trickster", and so a bit of troublemaking is never bad for a story, right? it gives off the impression of a long-winded adventure, but one with twists and turns. )

The perspective would be from the Satyrs that are tracking him down, as Ichneutae also means "searching", "tracking". Are you interested in those types of stories?

( don't worry, she won't spoil the important bits. )

[opheliac]

(she observes her carefully but not so much in a threatening sort of way. it's more so trying to pick apart piece by piece just what kind of person this stranger is. is she the calming soul type or someone to watch out for if you're not careful. but as she speaks, jinx listens attentively -- considering.)

Hm, I could give it a whirl. — The whole "tracking" gimmick is somethin' I can kinda relate to.

(because a good bit of her life, the firelights and the enforcers would attempt to hunt her down to put a stop of her shenanigans. if this hearsay about how they are all "clones" (and it's totally bogus), she wonders if the topsiders and/or the firelights succeeded.)

[nyktifanis]

You must get into trouble a lot, is that it?

( she should ask the other way around, but given how cautious the other girl is with how she looks pollux up and down, there's not much to be said. the female keeps her composure, and only eyes the other with a steady gaze as though she has nothing to hide. pollux is a god first, servant second and so these expressions are common and doesn't stir anything inside of her aside from a smile.

maybe it's best to speak about the opposite side too. )

Unless you're the tracker then you must have a lot of stories! ( either way, it doesn't sound so bad. ) An autobiography might be a great idea for you to look into in the future, hehe.

i

[killed]

[ That's quite the commotion now! Fortunately Hiyori is no stranger to such things, or at least less of one than he would like, and so it only takes a brief assessment to confirm that he's not going to have his head immediately blown off before he approaches.

He won't pull out a gun of his own to match, but rather he'll lift his arm straight, his index finger pointed forward in the direction of one of the bottles and his thumb straight up. ]

Bang! ☆

[ He draws his hand back as he says that, letting his fingers relax against his palm. ]

[opheliac]

(oh hey! it's leaves! she hadn't seen him since the day she asked him about what to name her shark. which by the way, she chose shredder. so thank you for that. either way, she will grin wildly and giggle at his "shot".)

Whooa, that was a bullseye...!

(although it was imaginary, jinx has a very active and wild one so to her, he definitely made the shot perfectly clean.)

[killed]

[ She has named her shark well, I'm so glad. He grins, delighted at how willing she is to play along. He can use a normal gun just time, but it's more fun to play pretend here. ]

I'm an expert marksman, I can put a shot right through the heart! ☆

[ There's a small laugh and a wave of the hand to signify that he's being deliberately campy. ]

I wouldn't have thought to use a bar as an impromptu shooting range. It's truly a stroke of genius, and I must say I admire your marksmanship.

[opheliac]

Awww, you're a real charmer, Leaves! (a twirl or two of the pistol with her index finger, jinx places back down on the table with the other. she leans her mid-back against the counter with her arms now folding over her chest.)

So you know your way around a gun, huh? Nice to know there's more of us on the ship. Hey, maybe we oughta make a gun club.

(imagine. a group of people sitting around and chat about guns in great detail. that would be something she can do for hours on end!)