#[(^_−)☆- ɪɴ ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇ]

[vortship]

@crownfly this time i FIXED IT I PROMISE

"I don't even know you're real name." Hal stated flatly, "All I know about you is you're evil and you like butterflies and hate some sad science man."

Needless to say, she had no plans on calling anyone mom. Not that it would have been so much a compliment if she did. To her 'Mom' or 'Ma' was the woman who died grotesquely slumped over the universe's most comfortable couch, her visage burned into Hal's memory. For anyone to go by that moniker, it meant acknowledging what she'd done to the first person to wear it.

No. Dr. Girlfriend it is.

"Is... that what you're supposed to do?" and Hal was legitimately asking, because she had no idea, "I dunno, my real parents didn't do that." they didn't do much of anything when compared to these expectations Monarch seemed to be putting on himself, then becoming frustrated when he was unable to meet them.

She took a juice box from him with a slight chuckle, serious as this seemed to be it was kind of funny. She stabbed the straw through and took a few sips, fingers idly tapping against the cocoon's roof.

"I didn't run away. I was right there the whole time. They just had... other stuff going on, y'know? That's not- I mean it can't really be their fault, right? Ma was real sick, Dad had his gang- kinda like you with your henchmen only uh, I guess his arch 'nemesister' was everyone. I didn't even know he existed until Ma was already dead." Hal shrugged, hugging her knees, the topic itself causing a slight tremble,

"They all just let me do... whatever, I guess. And why not? That's an easier way to parent than... whatever you guys are trying to do."

[steel-winter-rose]

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𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋   𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄   :   Lyanna Stark

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tagging: @vaedar​ , @rhaegxr​ , @brideofcdragons​ , @kaerinio​ , @ashccra​ and whoever else!

[vortship]

Polaris, Starriest, whatever she decided to go by, the bubblegum brained genius existed within the moniker. She wasn't sure if it was best Venture took her more or less seriously. She also wasn't sure any of this mattered to her nearly as much as it probably should. Hacking people who couldn't fight back, people who weren't dangerous by nature, where was the fun? The risk?

Just her 'arching' this guy, and only this guy, forever.

Her brow cocked with annoyance as he commented on her soda. Now he sounded like Earth Mom, what was with these human parents and their obsession with dietary restrictions anyway?

"...and too much sugar is? Bad?" for humans, maybe. In front of him, it was better to still pretend she was one, "Eh, yeah, you're probably right, if you sent me back dead, Ear- I mean- Dad would be down one hacker." she paused, "Daughter! I meant daughter."

Was that supposed to mean something to him ? He wants to question it but it must be some silly internet thing he doesn't understand .

" I highly doubt that . " Only because it feels like something the monarch would tell her to excuse his actions . He never really followed guild rules , why would he preach them after all ? She can't be blamed for his misguidance but there is a moment Rusty worries for her future with that as her influences .

At least Sheila could provide some better guidance , or at least he hoped so .

" I figured that much . " He shouldn't be so cold about that but it doesn't really cross his mind to apologize either . " The stories really not adding up , but what do I care . " That was their business , and sure he was curious but it was clear she was avoiding his questions . " No more soda though , missy . It's too much sugar . "

[vortship]

@the-haunted-office continued from here

If Zim’s disguise was bare minimum, Hal’s was somewhere between halfway convincing and just inhuman enough to look bizarre by most standards, with razor sharp teeth and pointed, three-fingered hands. Most of Zim’s little human rival’s ire was saved for the man himself, however he wasn’t around, leaving his tiny pink minion to deal with some unwarranted resentment.

...in her opinion, anyway.  

She managed to hide the resulting laughter behind her hand as he came tumbling to the ground. Dib with his persistence, an admirable trait, she’d give him that, even still, she had the feeling she wasn’t exactly the correct alien to be dealing with it. With a snorting giggle, she curiously approached him, wondering if this was part of the plan or not.

“Mmm, I would but... it’s dirty there.” she complained, “How about I stay upright and not scream instead?” 

Hal liked that suggestion much better. She leaned against the nearby tree, eyeing him with slight interest as he attempted to get up. Sure she could help but where was the fun in that? He had tried to scare her, fair was fair. 

[vortship]

@mngrlmgic continued from here now with Beta editor

For herself? Hal dabbled in that, not everyone knew all the cool stuff she'd made. Sometimes it felt like there was so much of it she was going to burst if she didn't show it off. Hal got to make things, shady individuals got to do... whatever it is they wanted with said things, wasn't it kind of a win/win?

"Oooooh I see." Hal nodded, holding out her hand for the little robotic bug to climb up her shoulder, "Usually the villain-types barely even know how to use what I make them. It's always, 'Why is this pink?' 'Why's there a button for lasers and another one for glitter?' like, respect the process, man!"

[vortship]

Hal wondered sometimes if the gap would ever really be filled, that one piece of stuff that would halt her insatiable need for more. It ebbed and flowed, becoming only especially bad when she was anxious or stressed. Hal could easily fill many rooms with her endless curiosities, luckily for the entire Cocoon, she'd only picked one. Old habits died hard, not that she was particularly trying to curb them.

"Oh... you thought uh? No it's-" she had a rush of embarrassment just then, was that what Earth Mom had expected? For Hal to have taken care of Voxia? Certainly it seemed it was what everyone else had expected.

She never did. Too much work and grossness and it would mean talking to her while her mind slowly became a shriveled shell of it's former self. No thanks. A cold assessment, maybe, but she'd long-since learned if she didn't take care of herself, nobody else was going too.

"Nah I- I didn't take care of her." Hal admitted, "Entrops. You guys don't have it here. We actually barely have it in Weird Space either, they cured it like a hundred cycles ago. My Mom just decided taking her meds was for posers." Hal shrugged, "You get real sick then you just kinda... bleh, everywhere, y'know? You uh... get weird and parts of you fall off."

vortship​:

Hal didn’t particularly think of anything she mentioned as sad or happy. It all seemed to have a neutral presence. Maybe that was part of the problem, she never quite understood when other people did. Everything just seemed like data, a current of code with no real value. Although even she would be remiss if she didn’t admit to herself the idea of mothers was painful. Was this what happened when one couldn’t do parenting right? You just got passed on to another one?

“More stuff definitely means more happy. For a little while, anyway.” she frowned, tone wistful for a moment. There was always that rush of the initially obtaining the item, then there was an emptiness that followed. She’d accepted there was a gap within her that remained insatiable, unable to ever be filled.

The more time she spent here, the more she could feel it filling in. Not to the top, not yet, but somehow she’d changed inside and nothing quite scared her as much as that unknown.

“My mom? Worried? Voxia Artay?” Hal chuckled, “Nah, she was too sick. It didn’t seem like she noticed uh- anything.”

That’s something she shares with her Earth dad. Filling the void with more and more things, but the emptiness prevails, and it turns into hatred. Sure, it gets the job done for the day, but there’s always something left behind, something that lingers that you can’t get rid of for anything. Like it’s in your blood, in your bones. 

Sheila doesn’t want that for this girl…but she has no say in it, does she? The most she can do is listen, and try to protect her when it’s allowed.

“She was sick, right. That must’ve been hard…trying to take care of her.” 

If she wanted to curb this with some humor she’d mention how great the Guild insurance is, but she doesn’t. Just strokes her hair a little longer, humming softly to show she’s listening. 

[vortship]

@the-haunted-office​ continued from here

Gaz might be indifferent to her... Hal, however...

Her purple haired classmate reminded her of someone, a person who once meant a great deal to her, a ghost continuously haunting her psyche. That reason alone was enough to push her friendship agenda on her when she could. Gaz hadn’t seemed to notice... until now. What a shame. The only other girl her age who knew what she was, and her cold attitude put her just out of reach.

Hal though, she didn’t give up. Not the way she’d given up on-

“Amazing! We’ll go together!” she declared, Gaz was going anyway, and she couldn’t exactly keep her from the mall. Eyeing the large bag of quarters, the Vortian girl chuckled, 

“There’s ways of playing those games for free, y’know.” if Gaz didn’t care about a little bit of cheating, Hal could never afford to play at arcades, so she had to use her skills to improvise. If there was one thing Hal liked to do for potential friends, it was showing off.  

“I hope they have those dancing games!” more than that, she hoped Gaz would watch her play one.

[vortship]

*he quietly sits down nexto hal. a bag of popcorn in his hand.*

"..."

"..."

"...so uh... what'cha watchin'?"

"Housewives again, there's some major brunch battles I've missed!" she immediately grabs a giant handful of said popcorn.

[vortship]

@yournamedarling liked 

Earth diner food was no Shloogorgh's Flavor Monster, but it definitely passed for edible at least, unlike the cafeteria food.

“Hey, who’s the creep?” sipping a sugary soda, her eyes seemed locked on another table, one where a man her waiter had been talking to was seated, not that it was any of her business. Perhaps she even expected her waiter to comiserate with just what a creep he seemed to be. If there was one thing she loved, it was Earth gossip.

“Oh and can I get like, five more of these Vort dogs?”

Hot dogs. Hal. Hot dogs.  

[vortship]

@the-haunted-office continued from here

For a few moments, she tried not talking; doing that introspecty, sitting in silence thing people told her to do so often. All this work-up over a stupid nightmare; the same one she’d been having for just over a year, a movie that played over and over again in her mind until she felt like she’d seen it from every angle.

The couch, the mess, the knick-knacks on the floor and littering the sofa; the bugs that peaked in and out of tiny holes in whatever empty food container they could find, and in the very most corner- her. A flick of a light switch, a shrill scream so loud Hal could barely register it was coming from her own mouth and then... she usually woke up after then.

She hadn’t even realized she was texting Gaz until she’d already done it, wiping the sleep from her violet eyes to see a frantic text asking to meet up. Stupid stupid stupid. But to her surprise, Gaz actually agreed. 

“Okay I’m lying I wanna be talking... actually.” the silence was already causing her to fidget, “You sneak out?”

[vortship]

@crownfly replied: ".........." shit. "..........don't tell my wife."

"You got it, Earth Dad." and with that, she'll hand him the wings that actually flew, "Next time you should just have me make the coffee! It's mostly beans and like... a half cup of water."

[vortship]

It really was hard to argue with the logic of 'have a seat', a seat was there and being offered! And standing all the time would just look weird. Touche. Maybe she'd be sure to be more careful of that in the future. For now, she was still figuring out a way out of this, a way in which she would come out on top, naturally. Did anything else matter?

"Whoa whoa! You're asking a lot of questions but not doing a lot of offering me something in return, lady." Hal pointed out, "I mean, you're not gonna kill me, there's loads of security footage of us together, plus I probably bleed a lot. Huge mess."

She shook her head with a little shrug of the shoulders. No matter what, she'd end up getting something out of this disaster. Even despite the being tied up thing, she did like Olivia more than the idiots she was dealing with at Paragon. Maybe they could help each other.

Liv smirked, enjoying watching Hal struggle in her restraints. It was the small pleasures in life. Yet, the child seemed to quickly figure out she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

"Don't worry, dear. They all fall for it." She snickered, before her features resumed their icy cold expression once more. A brow rose when Hal immediately spilled what she was doing there. Huh. Easier than she thought it was gonna be.

"A company, you say?" That actually helped to narrowed her potential suspects down a lot. She already ruled out any heroes. Sending a kid in to do their dirty work wasn't any of their styles. But a whole corporation? Yeah, seemed more likely.

Liv leaned closer, narrowing her eyes slightly at Hal. "Now who, specifically, would go out of their way to hire a child to infiltrate Alchemax Labs?"

[vortship]

🥤

I think this is the grimace shake one- No longer accepting please show this alien mercy oh my go-

"Hey! Thanks! This is the new shake that kills people, right? Ha! These humans can't even take just a few hundred thousand grams of refined sugar? What delicate little-"

Takes a sip.

"Halinor isn't here right now... she's in a nightmare world of which there is no solace or waking."

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Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ɢɪʀʟs ᴡᴀɴɴᴀʙᴇs

Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɪɴ‘ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ

I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ

U ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ

Wɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ As ʟᴀᴄᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ

Iᴍᴍᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴇᴍ ɢᴏ ᴅᴜᴍʙ

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Dᴏɴ’ᴛ ғʀᴏɴᴛ

I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ

Yᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ

I sᴀɪᴅ ғᴜᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴄᴇ. Iᴏɴ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜɪᴛ

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I ɢᴏᴛ ʀᴀᴄᴋs ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀɴᴋ. Iᴏɴ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜɪᴛ

I ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴛᴀɴᴋ. Yᴇᴀʜ I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴡʜɪᴘ

Lᴇᴛ ᴍʏ ᴄʜᴏᴘᴘᴀ sɪɴɢ. Bᴀɴɢ ʙᴀɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ Cʜɪᴇғ Kᴇᴇғ

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[barnabunny]

➜ @genieuslaw​ asked: ❦

MEETING HIS ‘FATHER’ / accepting!

➜ Barnaby had been getting close to this one -- something he’d been keeping an eye on. While barnaby hasn’t mentioned her too much -- the very idea of barnaby finding a sister figure is ‘sweet.’

➜ Let’s just hope he doesn’t have to make her disappear. She’s waiting for Barnaby in his office -- so he decides to walk in.

➜ “Good afternoon, Miss Kastel.” 

[vortship]

@dogtccth​ tagging you here because I fucked up the formatting!!!

“Yeah! Like, one day I’m in the hired help zone, right? Next thing I’m in the daughter zone.” what even was her life anymore? Hal couldn’t keep track of it. What she did know was she was happy to meet the person who’s life she’d been making just a little harder.

“I dunno if that was a real sorry type of thing or I was joking... hm.” she tilted her head, as though he’d have the answer, “Nah buddy, it’s really not even hard feelings. Do you know what a good gig this is for me!? I should be thanking you!”