[Of the places Tyler wants to spend a lot in the Mikealson mansion doesn't rank high but the upside is he's had to help Klaus pack and move things here before so he actually knows where some things are which will at least help them know some places to look. It's a start, if nothing else.

It feels strange as he walks in, it's so empty. No Original siblings lurking about, no hybrids. Klaus has this house all to himself now. Tyler would feel -- wait no, if anyone deserves being alone it's sure as hell Klaus.

Anyways, the sooner they find the sword the sooner they can get the cure and cram it down Klaus' throat.]

Never thought my knowledge of this place might actually come in handy

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????

[ooc: Basically, this is free range for people to set up scenes with Tyler. Can be canon, crossover, whatever. There will probably be spoilery things bc I am not dealing well with the events of the last episode, this is the warning for that. Also feel free to comment oocly with an idea, and I can set something up too.]

Basically, this will all be going in the threads, but my game plans will go in this here post so people can easily reply and plot.

So basically, I need to jumpstart my writing muse more, and the one word prompts aren't doing it for me at the moment. So this is my proposal.

First twenty people to claim a pairing will get a fic based on whatever song happens to come up on my iPod. It may not be a long fic, it may be more drabble-esque, but it will be something. Feel free to request ship ships, sibling ships, friendships, hateships, whatever. Crossover, canon, gameverses. You request it, I'll see what I can do.

Sometimes, she missed the Hyperion. She'd never admit it, because that would open a whole other ball of worms (she was not going to admit she missed Angel in any form, if he wanted to chase after Darla and screw the mission, so be it) but she did. At least the hotel was beginning to smell nice. Their new little office? Not so much. Maybe someday...if they ever got any actual well paying clients. Or clients at all.

She hadn't had a vision in over a week. And the phones weren't exactly ringing. So for now? Cordelia was sitting at the desk, flipping through her latest issue of People magazine. Sure, she could be filing, or doing something more productive, but that wasn't exactly her style.

Besides, how else was she going to keep track of which hot actors were still single?

It was just her and Wes in the office at the moment, Gunn had business with his crew to attend to. Wes had been acting pretty off in the past few days, but she wasn't giving it much thought. They had all been having a rough time of it lately.

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.

Basically? My writing muse has been kicking my ass lately, so I want to copy a few other people and steal a prompt table from 100_situations on LJ and offer it up for claims. Feel free to claim as many as you like, and I'll try to get to them eventually. Just give me a pairing (canon, crossover or a game pairing or whatever) and a game or verse (or leave it open, also an option) and I'll try to eventually get to them. It doesn't have to be a romantic ship either, just any group of characters will work.

001.	Finger	002.	Bad	003.	Intelligence	004.	Announce	005.	Day
006.	Murder	007.	Sad	008.	Plan	009.	Ill	010.	Secret
011.	Behind	012.	Want	013.	Stranded	014.	Wealthy	015.	Marriage
016.	Affected	017.	Long Hours	018.	Worthy	019.	Sinful	020.	Obvious
021.	Caught	022.	Splatter	023.	Flight	024.	Slip	025.	Escape
026.	Honor	027.	Ashamed	028.	Attentive	029.	Motivated	030.	Grovel
031.	Swear	032.	Shoot	033.	Switch	034.	Promise	035.	Crawl
036.	Hell	037.	Grin	038.	Hug	039.	Burn	040.	Kiss
041.	Mute	042.	Suffocate	043.	Punch	044.	Exile	045.	Plead
046.	Strong	047.	Defenseless	048.	Discover	049.	Action	050.	Sport
051.	Memorable	052.	Die	053.	Missing	054.	Luck	055.	Rescue
056.	Abort	057.	Possessed	058.	Graveyard	059.	Trail	060.	Walk
061.	Plunge	062.	Jump	063.	Self-conscious	064.	Suspicious	065.	Mistake
066.	Complicated	067.	Black Out	068.	Reveal	069.	Grotesque	070.	Swim
071.	Resign	072.	Nonsense	073.	Declare	074.	Corrupt	075.	Wrong
076.	Right	077.	Administer	078.	Embrace	079.	Argue	080.	Lose
081.	Monster	082.	Hit	083.	Build	084.	Destroy	085.	Breathe
086.	Assist	087.	Stab	088.	Bite	089.	Hunger	090.	Passage
091.	Drama	092.	Haunted	093.	Crisis	094.	Dirty	095.	Emotional
096.	Writer‘s Choice.	097.	Writer‘s Choice.	098.	Writer‘s Choice.	099.	Writer‘s Choice.	100.	Writer‘s Choice.

Wes stumbled down the sewer corridor, ignoring the various hurts which plagued his body. He was almost there. To the Hyperion. Not that he believed he'd find sanctuary there, but it was the closest thing to it right now.

Fred. Gunn. He couldn't let himself dwell on his failures. The beast was too powerful. None of them had stood a chance against it. Or the damage it had already wrought with its zombie-lawyer horde. Wes paused, leaning against the sewer wall...

It was late when Dorota came to tell her she had a visitor. She almost got indignant, telling her that she wouldn't see anyone so late, but then Dorota added that it was "Mr. Dan" for her. Well, she supposed some exceptions could be made. Besides, Serena had been asleep for a while now, surely it wouldn't matter if she left her side for a little bit, right?

So she got herself out of bed and brushed her hair out before pulling on one of her robes over her nightgown. Somewhere in the back of her head a voice was still mocking her for making sure she looked nice for Dan Humphrey of all people. But it was easy to ignore.

She finally made her way down the stairs into the foyer where Dan was still waiting. She smiled, looking at him curiously.

"What are you doing here so late? I thought you knew how much I value my beauty sleep."

She was more teasing then mad though. If she didn't want to see him, she would have sent Dorota down with that message instead of coming down herself.

Lilah hadn't been home for long, so far. She had never been the type of woman to take Valentine's Day off and try to rush home and have dinner plans or something else equally mushy and nauseating. She never saw the point. Besides, you'd be surprised at how many bitter lovers contacted an evil law firm for this holiday. It was one of their busiest days of the year.

Still, she was home now, and changed out of her suit, pulling on a silken robe. She didn't expect to see Wesley tonight. They didn't typically spend days like today together. It wasn't how they did things.

Of course, she did get word before she left the office that he had killed one of her clients. She supposed that was almost romantic, in it's own way.

She had been in her bathroom, about to fill up a bath for herself when she heard the knock on her door. Surprising, but she had an idea who it was. Not too many people came to her apartment. Not too many people knew where her apartment was.

She made her way to the door, smirking as she saw Wesley there. Holding a bottle of wine and a box of chocolates.

"And here I thought I wouldn't get anything today."