Open Picture Prompt Post

[desertions]

An Open RP Post, with a ~twist~. Basically, I love picture prompts more than life itself, so this is what you do.

1. You choose one of your characters.
2. You leave me a picture prompt and/or what character of mine you're requesting (if you don't request a specific one, I turn the wheel of RP fortune or something like that).
3. I comment setting up a scenario inspired/based on the prompt
4. profit????

Comments

[dillonrockstar]

[Tim knows of Allison only because she's the new girl. He hasn't paid much attention to anything lately. It's a bad time for Tim and he'd like to say it's getting better, but Jason is still screwed up and it's looking like he's never going to walk again. Tonight though, tonight is a good night. Jason is in a decent mood. The Panthers won. Everyone isn Dillon is happy, including Tim Riggins so when a pretty girl comes over to compliment him, he grins at her, all flirting and cockiness because she's right. He was great out there.]

Thanks. It was a whole team effort. [And he's sincere about that. Tim knows he's a rockstar, but he's a rockstar with a lot of help.]

[transferee]

Takes a big man to admit that. [She's known jocks before. Jackson went crazy obsessed when he was no longer the star -- and even Scott enjoyed it some. It takes a lot for one to admit that isn't just them out there.]

[dillonrockstar]

[Tim will have a bit of a time adjusting, but despite appearances, he doesn't really have the ego for going crazy over not being a rockstar anymore. ]

Tim Riggins. You got a name?

[transferee]

Allison Argent.

[dillonrockstar]

So whatt're you doin' after the game, Allison Argent?

[transferee]

No plans, at the moment.

[dillonrockstar]

There's an after party happenin' just outsidea town. Why don't you go with me?

[transferee]

[It's been a while since she's been to a party, not since she left Beacon Hills. She smiles.]

Sure.

[dillonrockstar]

[ He grins back.]

Lemme go change. I'll meet you outside the locker rooms.

[transferee]

I'll see you there, then.

[dillonrockstar]

[Once in the locker room, Tim showers, changes into jeans, a panthers football tee shirt and his boots then walks out the front of the locker oom to see if Allison is waiting. When he sees her, he grins.]

My truck is out this way. [He nods toward the parking lot.]

[transferee]

Lead the way. [Her father probably wouldn't be happy about her climbing into the car of a stranger but she's seen a lot worse. She can take care of herself.]

[dillonrockstar]

[Tim is relatively harmless anyway. He's got some sort of twisted code of honor that usually ends up with him letting other people beat the hell out of him. He leads her to an old, black 1986 Chevy pick up, unlocks the door for her with an actual key instead of a remote and holds it open for her.] It don't look like much but it runs. Usually.

[transferee]

[She laughs, climbing into the car. It's a little older than what she's used to, but it has character to it.] Hopefully, this won't be one of the times it decides not to.

[dillonrockstar]

If it is, I'll be able to fix it. [The truck starts up after a couple of cranks and he pulls out of the parking lot.]

[transferee]

You're good with cars then?

[dillonrockstar]

Yeah, sort of always have been. My brother taught me.

[transferee]

It must be nice, having a brother. Closest I ever got to that was my aunt Kate.

[dillonrockstar]

Yeah. I guess. He sorta...raised me. My mom left when I was real little and my dad took off 'bout the time I was twelve, so Billy got stuck with me. It's awesome you got an aunt though. Billy and me ain't got any extended family that we know of.

[transferee]

Had. [Kate's dead. And she was also...a sociopath it turns out.] It's just me and my dad, these days. [They lost so much in Beacon Hills -- she can't blame her father wanting to get away from it all.]

[dillonrockstar]

[Tim furrows his brow a bit.] Sorry to hear that. Sounds like you could use that drink.

[transferee]

Yeah. [She smiles weakly.] I think I could.

[dillonrockstar]

There'll be plenty to drink there. [He reaches under the seat of his truck between his legs and pulls out a can of beer, passing it over to her.] Might wanna tap the top of it a sec before you open it.

[But really they're almost there, leaving the town proper already and turning down a dirt road. She can probably see truck lights and evidence of a bonfire already.]

[transferee]

[She nods, smiling a little.] Thanks for the tip. [And she'll tap the beer a few times before opening it up.

She's not usually much of a drinker, she'll see how this goes.]

[dillonrockstar]

[Tim drinks a lot. It's sort of a constant thing for him. He's a semi-functioning alcoholic for the most part.] No problem. [He slows down and makes a turn into a break in the fence. They've picked a place down by the lake for the party. Tim pulls his truck up to the line of others and switches it off then glances over to Allison.] Come on, let's go get you somethin' that ain't warm and introduce you 'round.