carterbeenbartered: (what the fuck?!)
Carter Smith ([personal profile] carterbeenbartered) wrote in [community profile] recommence2014-11-07 11:38 pm

001: [Video]

[Carter turns the camera on and it broadcasts. He doesn't know it's doing this, as he thinks he's just filming a video of himself.]

Entry one. Title: This Place is Fucked Up. Did I mention it's fucked up? Exhibit A, the bathroom--

[Carter swings the camera around and shows the bathroom, which has a wall of shrunken heads. Their eyes roll and they cackle when they see the camera. Carter backs out of the bathroom and closes the door.]

Can you believe that? My door is unlocked, too. What amateur kidnappers. Where's Reefs? He's gonna kill all of you. He's a hard motherfucker. Anytime now. Hey, do you see that?

[The camera flips around to show a Nameless, its mouth stitched shut and carrying a stack of laundry. It passes by the open door to Carter's suite. The teen gasps audibly.]

That guy had a sewn mouth! What the fuck! What the fuck! That is some fucked up Somali-pirate shit!
dogfighting: (i'm ok)

[personal profile] dogfighting 2014-11-10 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Maybe.

[The chances are low, but Lily has definitely seen weirder shit in her short life. She stares at her locket, unsure what to say, then decides to bring it to her lips for a kiss. She lingers for a moment, then drops the locket to hang around her neck and smiles brightly.]

D'you wanna get something to eat? The food court is close by.
dogfighting: (flowers!)

[personal profile] dogfighting 2014-11-10 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
[If she knew how long she was out, she'd apologize! Instead, Lily takes Carter to the elevators and punches in deck 6. When they arrive, she leads Carter through the shopping center and to the food court, blah-blah-blahing about it as she goes. The more she talks about the boat, the less she has to talk about her feelings.]

You can get pretty much anything. Any kind of food. It's not... Uh, the food at the restaurant is better, but this stuff is still pretty good! [She points to a specific food stall.] I like the Indian stuff.