just rp it: one more time

[musedactyl]

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. Prompts are boss. (a word, song, lyric, picture, phrase, a meme prompt, 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 another thread somewhere, specify it in the comment or subject line. 

2. In the subject line, you can specify any of my muses you might want to play with (including OCs, who have their own list), or you can ask me to pick someone. No muses are off-limits. Otherwise, I'll pick or randomize someone.
Don't be afraid to ask for anybody - if I'm not feeling it, I'll be honest.
2b. Muses I would really love to play right now, in case you are having a hard time choosing:
Peter Quill, Dean Winchester, Tony Stark, Lois Lane, Regina Mills, Phil Coulson, Cordelia Chase, John Constantine, Pepper Potts, Lucifer.  Also voicetesting Jack Harkness...

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

[entrees]

[ it's about a week after that time that hannibal took abigail home and fed her mushrooms and made her hallucinate that he and alana were her dead parents and everything was fine. wasn't that a great time? now he's visiting her at the hospital again, and leaves the door open as he surveys her room, a small smile on his lips, his tone genial enough ]

I am told by Dr. Bloom that she would prefer we remain here at the hospital today. I think that it would not be bending her rule too far, however, if we take a walk around the grounds.

[babyshrike]

[All of that was a bit hazy for her, like waking up from a strange dream where you only remember bits and pieces, but those fragments are vivid and stay with you forever.

If only you could piece them together properly.]

Alright. [She starts to slowly get herself out of bed.] The weather looks nice today.

[As if that's the perfect excuse, though why would she really need one, anyway?]

[entrees]

It is beneficial for anyone, to take some air when they can. [ and to get privacy from prying ears, which he assumes she'll pick up on. ] How are you feeling?

[babyshrike]

Fine.

[She's all about getting away from everyone as often as she can, honestly. The attention is stifling.]

That's what I have to convince everyone of, right? That I'm fine?

[entrees]

Are you attempting to convince those here? Or trying to convince yourself? [ deep thoughts with hannibal lecter ]

[babyshrike]

Maybe if I say it often enough, it'll be real.

[She doesn't sound very convinced.]

Being stuck here only makes it worse.

[So convincing the others here it is. Maybe then she can leave.]