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Jade Harley ([personal profile] cuteandquarky) wrote in [community profile] logah2016-05-02 11:31 am

Teleporting Blues [Open to Anybody*]

The day had started off normally enough. It was a wonderful spring day, and Jade was spending her time outside on campus, basking in the sun and warm air. The winter was fun, sure, but the snow got tiring after a while, and having the freedom of walking around outside in a tank-top and airy skirt was so wonderful!

The only thing slightly less wonderful about this was the fact that with spring came flowers. And flowers were great! Their pollen, considerably less so.

"A-CHOO!"

Very suddenly, Jade was no longer on campus, but somewhere in the woods, with nobody else in sight. She blinked, surprised, before her nose started to tickle again.

"A-CHOO!"

Now she was on the roof of a very, very tall building, the wind buffeting her hair around. Naturally, some of it brushed past her nose, and she could feel that encroaching, tickling sense in the back of her sinuses again.

"A-CHOO!"

Where would she end up next?

((*OOC Note: While this is open to anybody who wants Jade to appear very suddenly in their vicinity (as she will keep teleporting somewhere new with every sneeze) I'm gonna put a soft cap of five different threads resulting from this.))
straylines: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! (angry screaming)

Squawk like a moronic fuckwad and clutch your head ====>

[personal profile] straylines 2016-05-26 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Vriska scoffed at Jade as she made her speech. "Are you really reciting the scientific method at me right now? Really?" But she had spoken too soon. Looming ominously behind her was her (not so) trusty magic eight ball, ready to be deployed directly at the back of her head by her nerdy adversary.

The eight ball smacked into the back of Vriska's head with a hollow thunk, much like that of a ripe watermelon.. "WHAT THE FUCK JADE????????" Vriska did indeed squawk, and reached a hand gingerly to the back of her head to caress the now-forming knot.

The ball rolled a short ways after bouncing across the floor merrily. As many times as Vriska had cursed at the novelty toy, it probably felt about as vindicated as a cheap plastic fortune teller could.