Fate's Bitch

Jaye had meant to leave her room. She did. She'd decided she'd seen far too much of America's Next Top Model and needed to leave, but she'd only managed to open the door before she decided she had to know who won the last cycle and whether anyone fell down on the runway.

And now she's stitting cross-legged on the bed, completely unable to leave the room. She's debating popcorn, but the commercial breaks aren't long enough.


[For those days when you're dying to play but just can't handle the CR. Door's open.]

"This is weird," Jaye says as Mahandra parks the car.
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Okay, the house doesn't look bad decorated. Not that Jaye's getting into anything resembling Christmas spirit or anything, but it looks pretty, that's all. And the bonus is, she had nothing to do with making it pretty.

Christmas Eve means the whole family's around, and Jaye can do without that part. She's sitting in an armchair in jeans and a sweater while everyone else is looking at least slightly dressy, and she's debating just running away to Fandom now, or locking herself in the bathroom to call Sam or Alec and bitch.

When the doorbell rings, no one moves, because Yvette can do that kind of thing. She opens the door, and there's a muffled conversation before Jaye hears her name.

"Maybe they're finally coming to take you away," Aaron says helpfully.

"That would be so nice," says Jaye, making her way to the door.

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[NFB due to distance.]

Jaye's awake.

This would be because the animals have randomly decided they need to keep their voices in shape, despite not having lungs or vocal cords or anything they would rationally need to sing, but here she is, listening.

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda...

"I'm terrified I know the words to this song," Jaye announces to no one.

But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda...

This is the point where the bot from music class bursts out into song, too.

My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hon...
Who needs sleep? Well, you're never gonna get it...

Jaye groans and pulls herself out of bed, announcing to the world at large. "I'm going to go slit my wrists in the bathroom now. See you all in hell."

Of course, she brings her pillow and a blanket with her, so the real plan is to get some sleep in the tub. Again.

It's later in the afernoon when Jaye waits again at the front of her house for a parent. This time, at least, her mom's there with her, waiting by the car. Karen isn't saying anything, but still, she's there.

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[NFB due to distance]

The bad part about being pissed off that your family scheduled a trip for you and not calling them because of it is that sometimes it means you don't get picked up at the bus station. Which is why Jaye is taking a cab home. She's spent most of the time looking in the rearview mirror at the fact that the mole on the cab-driver-of-an-undetermined-nationality's face. She's pretty sure it moves on its own.

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[NFB due to distance.]

Jaye can't believe she's up early. She especially can't believe she's up early still thinking about this stupid Thanksgiving thing. She's got a ton of it planned, believe it or not. Isabel's doing the turkey, Dean and Seely are helping her with the side stuff, Alanna's not allowed to cook but can hold a knife, Molly and Willow are helping with the baking, Kawalsky's making her want to have chocolate beer there, and the list kind of goes on. She has no idea why she's getting into this, except that it really is just a big party, and those tend to be fun in Fandom. She's still got to make sure she knows where she's actually having the damn thing, but she can handle that later.

And okay, another reason she's up early is because she's got something to do. She's going with an idea Alec gave her, and she picks up the phone, knowing at this time of day her mom isn't likely to pick up the phone. As soon as she gets to Karen's voicemail, she starts attempting that thing where you sound like you're cutting out on the phone. "...i, Mom, it's... e, Jaye. We had... horrible storm... causeway... washed out... not... to be able to make it to... anksgiving. I'll be fine, have... un without me. Cutting out now have to go bye."

She hangs up really quickly, and then turns off her phone just in case her mom tries to call back.


[Not really open. Establishy and will be a linkdrop later.
Anyone who still wants a personal invite, I'm going to try and stick Jaye in a CR tonight for that. She does have radio tonight, and there'll be a general invite in there. Posts will go up tonight to start the dinner. (Methinks today is a big RP day for me.)]

"...But I don't wanna," Jaye was saying into the phone.

"Oh, shh. We haven't seen you in a while," Mahandra told her. "You can put up with everyone on a weekend when you're pretty much contractually obligated by blood to do so."

"But I don't wanna," Jaye insisted.

Mahandra sighed. "You're four."

"No, I was that in May. Now I'm just petulant."

"...You're so weird. Worse comes to worse, you can come stay with my family. Throw a fit, head out, you're in the clear."

Jaye perked up a little at that. "Ooh."


[Pending net workage, Jaye will be around starting tonight to tell people of the wonders of Thanksgiving. If you replied to this post to tell me you want an invite, you'll get one. If you haven't yet and want in, just reply there or ping me and you'll get it.]

Jaye woke up late, due to being hit by troll dolls most of the night. It kind of disrupts the sleep cycle. So while she should be rushing around so she can get to her fourth period class, she's dawdling, still in her pajamas and brushing her teeth in the bathroom with the door open.

She stops when she thinks she hears something, then when she doesn't hear anything, she goes back to brushing.

Until she hears it again. Huh.

Toothbrush still in mouth, Jaye makes her way into the room and sees that a few of the trolls that had been making their way to come club her some more had been slightly distracted by an attack of a couple weetiny bunnies. Frowning and bending down, Jaye recognizes them as the weetiny clinging ones. Only it looks like they don't like the troll dolls much. Personally, Jaye's siding with the bunnies.

At least until the trolls dolls have fled and suddenly the bunnies are clinging to her leg.

[Yep, the weetiny clinging bunnies are back and they have a natural enemy. They'll be around for a little bit.]

Jaye's just out her door and on the way to class when she spots something near the middle of the hall. She stops, frowns at it, then carries on her way. It's Fandom, she's used to tiny things randomly popping up everywhere.

When she gets closer, though, she sees that it's a troll doll. Which is creepy. Creepier is the fact that it's joined by a second. Jaye's not bothered; she's used to things like this moving and talking to her. By the time she gets to them, there are now six trolls standing there.

And now Jaye stops, and looks at them.

And they look back.

Jaye raises her foot to kick them away. Because she's a nice person like that.

And the one in front raises a tiny club, and then all six are climbing Jaye's leg, hitting her with the tiny clubs and attempting to bite. "Ow," she says. "Stop that." She shakes her leg, trying to get them off of her. Which doesn't work, as they're tenacious little retro vintage suckers, and Jaye's left trying to pull them off.

She manages to toss a couple away, and as soon as they stand up again, she's fleeing down the hall to the stairs, some trolls still attached to her while the others chase her. Luckily for Jaye, she has longer legs.