Who: Root and you!
Where: around the Barge
When: throughout the "You Call It Madness, But I Call It Love" flood
Warnings: Murder, torture, death, murder of a child, forced institutionalization and medication, and TBA in specific threads/comments. Plotting comment here - feel free to tag in here to do things we've discussed! Especially if I don't tag you first! We can start vagueish and get more specific, I'm game for a lot. Also feel free to tag in if something catches your fancy even if we didn't plot prior :>


The Barge has forced her into something resembling a routine, which she dislikes but (mostly) adheres to because it's not as if she can just take off and go on an adventure by herself.

The only fixed part of her day is her mid-morning maintenance shift, which she goes through with her usual, slightly unsettling cheer. Sometimes, though, she'll slow down, tightly gripping whatever is in her hands, her smile turning into a scowl she's clearly fighting to keep from being anything more than a neutral look. Are those lockers along the hallway walls? Is that a bell you hear, telling you it's time to move classrooms? No, it can't be, and she is going to ignore it as hard as she can, until you or the dreamscape force her to face it.

In the library, the book you're holding might turn into Flowers for Algernon for a second, and another girl's voice will tell you it's good as she walks off to go home, only to get kidnapped and murdered. Or whatever screen you're looking at might show you the classic Oregon Trail game. ...or maybe it's an old, abandoned library, a makeshift base of operations that you may or may not be imprisoned in, complete with a tracker for an anklet.

Sometimes when she's doing dancing or parkour practice on deck or in the gym or the Enclosure, or out walking the dogs, the mood shifts. She'll find herself focused, stalking someone who is not a bargizen, either to gather information or to kill them. Sometimes, she's the one being followed. In those same places, she'll seem like she's relaxing, but really, she's being given a breather by a woman with syringes and a scalpel at her disposal. Or she'll be tense as she watches Shaw get killed in all manner of ways, and she'll be unable to go and help her.

If you find her talking to herself, she's talking to the Machine, her god, her source of purpose. She is keen on playing up the idea that she might be hearing voices in a mental illness sense, even when she's seen in uncharacteristically bland clothing and shoes without laces and a medical ID bracelet, her hands shaky from medication she doesn't need but has to take.

Once the dream or memory or mixture of these ends, she might apologize. Maybe. Probably not. Regardless, she'll smile!