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]

[ 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.

[transferee]

[Allison sort of got straight edge kind of parenting. Though her father did joking offer her boyfriend shots of tequila once -- but that mostly just to test him. In any case, Allison sips her beer as they drive over and when they park she nods, unbuckling her seatbelt.]

Sounds good.

[She smiles, letting herself out.]

[dillonrockstar]

[Tim will do just that, find them both cold beers and sort of take Allison around to introduce her. He's popular and everyone wants to smack him on the back and tell him congratulations. At some point he'll find a spot next to the bonfire and sit down, pulling her down with him, his arms going around her shoulders if she lets him.]

[transferee]

[She's used to the being pulled around and introduced gig, she's been the new girl enough times for it. But she's relieved when he leads her over to the bonfire -- she doesn't even mind when she feels the weight of his arm around her shoulders. She even smiles a little.]

[dillonrockstar]

You holdin' up okay?

[transferee]

[She smiles a little, nodding.] I think I'm doing okay.

[dillonrockstar]

You wanna walk down that way a bit or you good here? [There will probably be some making out if they 'walk down that way a bit' which is probably obvious because he is gesturing toward a copse of trees that's kind of hidden from everyone else.]

[transferee]

[Allison's not dumb, she knows what that means -- but she can't quite decide if she's ready for that. It's still hasn't been that long since she left Beacon Hills -- and Scott.]

I think I'm good here, actually.