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

[lockwood]

Do you have any favorites?

[braveandstupid]

The alien one is pretty cool. And I'm a sucker for a Western.

[lockwood]

Let's go with the Western.

[braveandstupid]

Western it is.

[she'll move up to the front desk to schedule their turn, before coming back with the optical part of the machine.]

Here you go.

[lockwood]

[He nods, grabbing one of the helmets.]

Ready?

[braveandstupid]

Yep.

[she slides them helmet on over her head, visor up, before taking his hand and leading him over to the green room.]

[lockwood]

[He slides his own on, following her into the green room.]

[braveandstupid]

[Once they enter the green room, she slams down her visor and starts the game. The western landscape tries to be as realistic as possible, but it's still a little spaghetti Western feel to it.]

Did you ever watch those old Clint Eastwood movies? The ones where he was a cowboy?

[lockwood]

Yeah. They used to be some of my favorites when I was younger.

[braveandstupid]

Jeremy used to love them too. At least, until he hit the phase where he decided they were lame.

[lockwood]

I remember that, that point where you get too cool to like the things you used to like

[braveandstupid]

I'd still catch him watching one every once in a while. Some things you don't really forget.

[lockwood]

It's important not to forget too much. To remember people. [Because eventually -- they all die, the price of being immortal.]

[braveandstupid]

It is. And some people never really need you.

[lockwood]

And sometimes you let down the ones who do

[braveandstupid]

[Elena nods slowly, because that's a feeling she knows all too well.]

Sometimes you do.

[lockwood]

Those are generally the hardest times.

[braveandstupid]

But you get through them in the end. You have to.

[lockwood]

There's not a lot of other options

[braveandstupid]

And sometimes you find you didn't let them down as much as you think.

[lockwood]

Yeah. Sometimes.

[braveandstupid]

[there's a pause for a moment, before she moves a little closer.]

Why did you come back?

[lockwood]

I was tired of running. [A life trying to just survive and not put other people in danger -- it's lonely.]

I missed home.

[braveandstupid]

[the narration is keeping this part of canon because they can.]

Do you want to go back? Home, I mean. It's still there -- Matt wouldn't let anyone do anything to it.

[it kept Caroline, kept them safe just like he wanted it to.]

[lockwood]

[He's glad -- he couldn't do much to help when he had to leave, but he was able to give them something, a safehouse.]

Sure. Does anyone live there now? [Matt's grankids or something?

He kind of likes that idea. Maybe someone was able to make it a happier home than it ever was for him.]