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

I GUESSED RIGHT

[easily]

[In other circumstances, Rebekah may have let such an event be a bridge for her and Niklaus -- but it feels too difficult to just forgive him now like she always has. She has her father's temper and his pride -- she can't just give in like she always does this time. No matter how much their family keeps losing. Finn had been in a coffin for most of their lives, it was easy to let him go but Kol? This is much harder, more acute.

At the question she shrugs her shoulders a little.]

It's grown on me.

[Aka she's spent too much time drinking with commoners like high school students and the Salvatores. Her good taste seems to be dwindling. ]

GOLD STAR.

[honos]

[ elijah knocks the shot on the bar before tossing it back with practiced ease. there's a certain distaste to the motion, like elijah finds it all so very far beneath him. but then, elijah's always had the sort of expensive, pretentious tastes that don't quite fit into rebekah's carefully cultivated air of youth. ]

It doesn't suit you.

[ it's a sigh, elijah's quiet way of professing that his sister could do so much better than tequila and salvatores and human teenagers. ]

Tell me, Rebekah. What shall you do now?

I TRIED

[easily]

[Rebekah can be snooty and pretentious with her tastes but blend in with the times as needed. Mostly because she's been stuck in a teenage mindset for about a thousand years. The girl who never got to grow up, the girl who just wants to be like the other teenagers.

She knocks back her own shot with ease, the alcohol burning down her throat. She quirks a brow.]

What does suit me?

[All she wants is the things she never got to have. Proms and stupid corsages and getting married and having children and all those things a woman is supposed to have.]

I have not quite decided yet. There's so much to be desired in this town, but it's been nice, feeling settled in one place for a while.

[honos]

[ at the question elijah goes silent, for when have any of them ever considered what suited rebekah? for so long she had seamlessly adapted to whatever role they needed of her, and they'd all expected it of her. she would play the dutiful sister, the wife, the daughter, whatever was necessary to blend into the community of their choice. none fo them had ever asked if it had suited her. of course it had, of course.

elijah feels such guilt over that, most days. ]

So you will stay?

[ he keeps his tone noncommittal, because is it fair, for him to pull at her even now? or maybe he should. maybe he should take her away. there are but three of them left. should they not move as one, the way they once had? ]

[easily]

[Being a vampire requires you to be an actor by default but even Rebekah's tired of all the acts she's played through the years. Always roles, never having anything real for herself. It had been fine back in the olden days, she loved her brothers and would do anything to stay with them.

Family will always come first but these days it doesn't feel like enough either.]

Like I said, I haven't decided yet. [Mystic Falls hasn't been kind to her but honestly? She can't imagine moving on into the world by herself either. It's nothing she's ever done before. After a thousand years independence sounds as terrifying as it does liberating.]