#trust me Irene is just so brutally honest and rude but a drunk Marji can say her own awful grievances

[metalljellyphish]

Vampire AU’s Marjorine and Irene make such an interesting duo, I thought a bit on their backstory.

They met at a bar that Irene was doing a gig at, the only bar in South Park that would host a drag show; Marjorine still going by Leopold or Butters and not sure what name she disliked more. It’s shortly after she finds out about what happened to Stan (though it’s been several weeks since it actually happened), Kenny’s been missing for months and Jimmy’s just moved states, leaving Marji alone, sad and lost. Sitting at the bar she ordered two shots, one for her and one for the friend she lost, drinking it in one bitter go cause she actually can’t stand straight liquor. As she stared at the remaining glass someone joins beside her; the woman who was on stage earlier, the one who’s performance Marji enjoyed the most, to her fashion choice to a sneaky nod of adding a Hatsune Miku song to her set. But despite there being a concern in her tone she’s hardly nice about it, commenting about the waste of a good drink, and Marji knows she right so she offers it to her. She takes it, downs it in an easy go, then asks if whiskey shots is really how Marji wants to spend her evening.

Now Irene herself would never consider being a queen that’s good at after drag show therapy, and the fact that she’s never in one town for long considering her other line of work, but something compelled her to talk to this assumed twink in a sweater and khakis, the two now 3 overly sweet tropical cocktails in a piece, and despite being a third of Irene’s size, Marji’s keeping pace, though obviously way more shitface at this point. And she’s going off about everything wrong in her life; her insane parents, her lost lover and friends, and more so the fact that she’s so jealous of Irene. Of course the queen finds this amusing as Marji goes on her tangent about wanting to wear cute clothes and sing on a stage, just wanting to change herself completely. She also goes on about her little vampire obsession too, which ironically Irene finds hilarious, and absolutely downplays the existence of vampires, which Marji adorably but drunkenly defends.

The night slowly starts turning into early morning, and with a very inebriated blonde she just met, Irene for the second time felt compelled to take this naive but arguably sweet individual under her wing, bringing Marjorine back to her hotel to sleep off the alcohol.

This leads to a slightly hungover Marjorine waking up in a bed that’s definitely not hers around noonish, and not to Irene but to Eric, and no Marji is not dumb enough to not know what a drag Queen is, but it’s still a shock. But it does lead to the two having a more genuinely sweet conversation, a lot more talk about alt fashion and identity. Even though she’s just a character, Eric wholly admits it’s a lot more fun to be Irene, and it helps Marjorine realize some things about herself.

As Eric gets ready to drop Marji back at her parents that’s she still lives with even in her mid 20s, the two exchange numbers and again Eric asks for their name. Of course Marji’s confused, but also can’t remember if she gave the name Butters or Leopold, but Eric just responds “Well, what name do you want me to call you?” And with an happy little smile, she answers with “Marjorine.”, as well as saving the new number she got with the name “Irene.”