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

[transferee]

It must be nice -- not having to give it much thought. Just getting to kill it.

[hasperkynipples]

Sometimes the thought is important though. Keeps us from becoming the monsters.

[transferee]

Right. We don't want to become like the things we hunt.

[hasperkynipples]

Nope. When that happens, we deserve what we get.

[transferee]

Yeah, I suppose we do.

[hasperkynipples]

I know this is hard. If it makes you feel better, I think your dad hoped you would never have to deal with it.

[transferee]

I think so too. He wasn't happy when Kate exposed me to everything.

[hasperkynipples]

He probably wanted you to make the decision for yourself.

[transferee]

To make a decision I have to know what's really going on.

[hasperkynipples]

Look, the way your family runs things, that would have been a lot of responsibility coming to you fast. He wanted to let you be a kid for as long as he could. I can't really say there's anything wrong with that.

[transferee]

No, not me either, really.

Sometimes I almost wish I didn't still know.

[hasperkynipples]

Me too. Life would have definitely been easier.

[transferee]

It would be. And probably happier.

[hasperkynipples]

But odds are my relationship with my brother would suck more than it already does. I take my wins where I can get them.

[transferee]

I think mine with my parents used to be better, but I guess it's hard to know, anymore.

[hasperkynipples]

I'm sure you'll figure it out.

[transferee]

I hope so.

[hasperkynipples]

[He moves a little further before his hand comes out to stop her placing the finger of the opposite hand to his lips. In the distance, they can hear the rustling of ... something.]

[transferee]

[Oh. That's...not good. She'll listen more closely now, relying on her heightened hearing to try to pick up on any clues.

She hopes it's not more of those stupid ghosty witches]

[hasperkynipples]

[You and Dean both. He slowly starts to move forward through the trees, and the he stops again, pushing some foliage to the side to find ...


... a deer. Of the normal, mammal variety. His shoulders sag a bit in relief and he nods.]

Sorry. False alarm.

[transferee]

[She actually laughs a little at that.]

Guess we don't have to worry about a werebambi getting us, huh?

[hasperkynipples]

[He laughs a bit himself.]

Nah, not tonight.

[transferee]

So there's at least that to be grateful about.

[hasperkynipples]

[He nods.]

The woods seem pretty quiet. We should probably head back.

[transferee]

I think you're right. Whatever's out there -- it's not out tonight.