the revenge of just rp it.

[musedactyl]

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.

Comments

[slay]

[ she'd wanted to be wrong. so badly, she'd wanted to be wrong. angel was a heavy enough burden on her heart, but the thought of losing jacen too was more than that. jacen wasn't just a friend or a lover, he was her teacher, her companion, someone who had seen the innermost working of her spirit in order to help her train it, and their bond was like nothing else.

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?

[caedus]

[ the bluntness of it, her complete misunderstanding of the necessity of his actions, rankles, but he calms those irritated sentiments and reaches for another potential outcome of this scenario.

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.