desertions: (A feeling I buried in you)
Katiepants ([personal profile] desertions) wrote in [community profile] gorysortofstory2013-08-24 02:27 am
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Open Post the Sequel

how to play.

1. Drop a comment with one or more of your muses. It can be empty if you want me to make a scenario, or you can toss one at me. If you want to just give me a prompt (a word, song, lyric, picture, phrase, anything), I can riff off that too.
2. In the subject line, you can specify any of my muses you might want to play with, or you can ask me to pick someone.
3. just rp with me. if something jives really well, maybe we can continue it in another one of these later, sort of like a super casual verse. if it doesn't, it doesn't.
battlelined: a dying wish before the grave (hey badass)

[personal profile] battlelined 2013-10-26 12:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Jeremy is so familiar with that feeling of being powerless, weak, afraid. Every moment that he pours into training, it's a moment that makes him that much stronger so maybe next time-- Maybe next time he won't feel like that.

He'll be in control. He'll be able to stop someone from dying. It's useless, but it's all he has.

"Welcome to Mystic Falls," he says with a slow, cautious smirk, keeping the crossbow in hand though it's still pointed down. "I'm Jeremy, and this place kind of sucks. Sorry to be the one to break the news to you."

He doesn't mention his last name if only because the baggage that comes with being a Gilbert. Dead parents, dead people all around them.
transferee: (Teen Wolf 3x01a 08327)

[personal profile] transferee 2013-10-27 10:18 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe next time, she can stop someone from dying, from things getting so out of hand. She can stop things before she gets packed into a corner and feels like there's only one choice she can make. The choice to fight back.

(The Argents are vicious, they can be brutal -- Allison wants to be more than that."

She actually laughs a little at that, though it's not particularly funny. "I'm not sure you can do worse than Beacon Hills." Little does she know if there's one town that can, it's this one.

"I'm Allison. Allison Argent."

The nice thing about a new town is her name has no meaning here. No one knows about her Aunt who killed the whole Hale family in a fire, no one knows about her mother who killed herself. That stigma, the whispers that came with it, it's gone.