lostcarnival | ALREADY TOO MUCH

Who: Junko and you!
Where: At the Carnival grounds.
When: Throughout the course of the performance week.
What: Junko being a general nuisance to everyone.
Warnings: N/A.

▻ dreamcatchers

Realistically, there was no way Junko was going to try and cooperate with the new rules the Ringleader established. Ringmaster. Headmaster.

She scuffs up dirt, rolling her eyes dramatically as she throws her hands in the air.

The rules Whatevermaster established. The rules that she’s willingly going to break in a number of ways just to sate her own curiosity. But, she would never do anything on herself without a little field test… For example, trying to steal other people’s dreamcatchers just to see what’ll happen.

At night, you can find Junko either trying to snatch specifically your dreamcatcher, or the ones placed around the carnival in case people pass out around the communal areas.

▻ sleep

Getting no sleep is something Junko is used to, what with her talents for watching surveillance cameras for long periods of time and observing people’s lives as they play out. But if it means bags under her eyes, she could care less about the repercussions of her actions.

Except, it’s a little worrisome when someone just a little sleep deprived is playing with fire. Well, aggressively playing with fire. The performances won’t stop despite all the precautions that are going around the carnival and she’s more than aware of it. So much that she’s playing around with ideas that’ll get an interest going… that’ll get her interest going. With Junko's work ethic, it's almost a miracle that she's really being this proactive with her actual job here.

So she can be seen throughout various periods of the day until night, hunched over a fire she started with a simple mirror planted into the ground facing her. The scene itself may seem odd....but it might seem worse the closer someone gets to Junko. It's hard to tell what she's doing precisely, but mumbling of some kind can definitely be heard. The closer it is to night, it'll be easier to hear her obnoxious snoring from the surrounding area's she's in-- still facing that fire, with a reflection staring straight into the flames.

Or, if you catch her in a good mood, you might find Junko climbing to the top of her trailer. Which, with her now long limbs, only takes her a couple seconds. If it isn’t that that grabs your attention, the well aimed boot she throws towards any passersby trying to rest just might.

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For the most part, Joker is more than perfectly fine with letting Junko do as she likes on the grounds that, one, she doesn't end up hindering any of her coworkers (anyone outside performance is free game), and, two, she does her work. His standards are low in that way. Besides, in their years of working together, Joker has caught on that the less you really spend with Junko, the better.

Still. Sometimes he can't help but stop and stare.

Now is one of those times.

As whoever has been boot-beamed, Joker pauses on the way to his own trailer and raises an eyebrow. "...If I asked what the bleedin' hell yer doin', would I get a straight answer?"

She's already done her fair share of harassing people outside of performance (bless Chiaki's poor soul), but that still can't sate her boredom. It's what's driving her to throw her boots, to her terrible mirror prank earlier, and now to lounging on her trailer.

Seeing Joker, however, makes her mood damper even more.

If he listens closely enough, he can hear her mutter something faintly about the fun police having just pulled over. "When I find out myself, I'll text you." she waves a hand dismissively.

"Did your people even have like, phones or whatever?"

“Nope~. We communicated entirely through lightin’ torches in this big bleedin’ towers that ya could see from the next town over.” If there was ever a blatant lie, well, this is it. Still, Joker figures it might as well be true. Phones were for rich people, usually rich people with connections. As far as he’s concerned, the walkie talkies the Ringmaster provides them all with might as well be witchcraft.

Well, it sounds old enough at least. She's not going to try and argue with him about whether or not it's true all considering it seems like she could be doing better things here.

"I only did that if I wanted my sister to come make me a sandwich."

Said with all the love and care in the world a little sister would have for her big sister. Except, her tone holds nothing but disinterest in it. "I think the only thing that really bugs me is the fact that despite us," a vague gesture to the carnival grounds, "coming from different points in everywhere, and being able to do just about everything you can think of, we only have walkie talkies to communicate with. Might as well write notes in the dirt."

Huh. Junko has a little sister. Joker raises an eyebrow at the revelation. It seems like a weird thing to imagine, although maybe there’s more hope for the sister considering Junko’s tone. Oh well. A little nugget of information to keep tucked away.

“Don’t give her ideas. She might take ya seriously.”

She sees that eyebrow raise..!!! "Shocking, right?" A dumb, useless, and ugly big sister. Junko may have the capacity to love and care for things, but that doesn't mean that they're excused from her attempts at causing Despair for all parties involved.

"Then you bring it up to her then. I'm not gonna talk to her. I have my own problems to try and solve. But it looks like you aren't doing anything, if you have time to talk to me, Joker......"

“Definitely a way ta put it. Ya always seemed like the ‘single child’ sort ta me.” Partially because, with Junko’s unique, uh, quirks plus her spotlight hogging nature, he can’t imagine what life would be like for a sibling.

Her statement he makes a vague gesture towards, almost as if physically brushing it off. “I was on my way ta get somethin’ from my trailer, don’t mind me~...”

"Oh, that's because I make it seem like that. Haven't you ever considered that possibility?" Quite frankly, the only reason why she put up with her sister (other than, ugh, loving her or whatever?) is because Junko couldn't be caught doing all the dirty work. Killing directly isn't for her unless she gains something out of it, after all!

"Can I come with?"

Yeah, he’s definitely feeling more sympathy for this mysterious sibling the more he listens. Shaking his head, Joker supposes he’s been lucky in learning that ties of the blood aren’t really all that important. Just took growing up like gutter trash for the lesson to be learned.

“What-” Amused, he tilts his head to the side. “Are ya sick of throwin’ things at bystanders already?”

ALREADY TOO MUCH

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