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boxofdactyls2013-09-25 04:05 pm
musedactyl) wrote in boxofdactyls2013-09-25 04:05 pm
the revenge of just rp it.
how to play.1. Drop a comment with one or two of your muses. If you have an idea for a scenario, you can toss one at me. Prompts are boss. (a gif, song, lyric, picture, phrase, hipster quote, anything). Specify if there's something you do or don't want, otherwise I could throw anything at you: AUs, shippiness, awfulness. You've been warned, son.
1b. If you want to continue a verse we started in an old rp post or from CR we had in a game, specify it in the comment or subject line. I'd be down for revisiting any of those.
2. In the subject line, you can specify any of my muses you might want to play with (including OCs), or you can ask me to pick someone. No muses are off-limits except for those that have no icon uploaded on the list. Otherwise, I'll pick or randomize someone.
2b. Muses I would really really like to play at this exact moment, in case you're having a hard time choosing, are: Sydney Bristow, Selina Kyle, Thor, Robin Scherbatsky, Pepper Potts, Belle, Regina Mills, Lois Lane, Jaime Lannister, Jacen Solo, Bobby Singer, Selene, Fox Mulder, Rogue, Wolverine, Darla, Max Guevara, Daisy Adair, Wonder Woman, maybe more shitty attempts at Damon Salvatore, Aurelian Greyfire (OC). And Phil Coulson, who I don't have a journal yet for. But WILL. When AOS gives me a good username.
These aren't the only ones I will or want to play with, so don't worry if you pick someone else. I just have a hankering for these guys.
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.
thor or jacen!
no but my heart tho
jacen's newly perfected art of vanishing into the Force was strange enough to those who knew him - and highly disturbing to all those who hadn't ever experienced it before when he first returned from his sojourn and surprised them all with his unheralded appearance. but other signs arose as well, both in the changes to his manner, the focused, hard determination that drained his smiles of any mirth, and the cold way in which the solutions he proposed to the revan situation became more... cutthroat.
none of them knew, of course, of the burden that haunted caedus now, ripped as he was from the war he had brought to the galaxy of his own time, the war on chaos and enemies to the peace. his desperation to return to his time, his battle, his destiny. his daughter.
there was little point in mincing words with his 'friends' from his past here, so it was easier to pretend nothing had changed. to force the smiles and make his moves in the shadows.
but one of his apprentices had ruined the balance of the game, and his options had been taken from him. she became a risk, and for the good of the galaxy's future, she could not be allowed to survive, to potentially compromise his acquisition of power that would allow him to learn revan's secrets and use them to return to his own time.
this place, this ancient sith temple buried deep in the jungles of a remote world, pulsed so strongly with the force that in his single minded pursuit of catty, caedus failed entirely to sense the presence of his other apprentice.
she'd had plenty of cause for suspicion, enough to follow him stealthily... but as she came around the corner of the cave, she heard the other apprentice give her final cry, as with the hum of a lightsaber her life is cut short. caedus stands incriminatingly over her body, shoulders hunched, dark hair hanging down to mask his expression, beside from his tightly clenched jaw as he stares at the body.
the red blade paints his face in ominous shadows as he suddenly looks up slowly, directly towards her. his expression is pained but resigned to all this moment means. he does not look surprised, but he has the wherewithal to look... disappointed. ]
You shouldn't have come here.
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or she'd thought it was. buffy had always struggled with catty, with not being his only student, but her death doesn't solve that. her death doesn't bring buffy any peace. quite the opposite. hearing the sickening noise of her final cry leaves buffy's gut twisting inside of her, and she has to briefly shut her eyes to put it out of her mind.
when she opens them, jacen is standing there. there's no blood, but the light from his lightsaber may as well be. she watches him, sadly, but the way she phrases her next question is almost an offering. ]
Why? You gonna kill me, now, too?
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catty was never the more promising student, after all.
he turns fully towards her, spreading open the palm of his free hand ]
I'm going to explain to you things you may not be ready to hear. Truths I've protected you from that I think you're strong enough to grasp now.
Catty was not. She acted out, rashly. Made my decision for me. Forced my hand. [ he deactivates his saber very purposefully and moves to click it onto his belt, slowly ]
No one else has to die today.