meme } { random rp shenanigans

[iluvroadrunner6]

OKAY. My tags are low which naturally means I should be doing open RP things for all the world. Therefore! TAG IN. You can either request a character and/or a type of scene, or tell me to surprise you (surprises will most likely end in crack), and I will lob people in your direction. If you want a specific verse to go with that person, specify.

I'm easy. Just tell me what you want to play and we will play it.

TYPE OF SCENE.
① Action → Gun fights, bar brawls, fights to the death are all possible scenarios.
② Angst → Characters suffer emotionally or physically from relationships breaking up, death, injury, etc. Hurt and comfort themes are included.
③ Crack → Genderswaps, super powers, sudden compulsions are all possible outcomes.
④ Fluff → Something that is devoid of angst. It's light-hearted and might have the overtone of romance.
⑤ Gen → General fun, things that didn't fit in the other categories.
⑥ Your choice → Think of your own scenario, choose one of the above or make a combo even!

THREE TWO ONE GO.

Comments

claire - 1

[compels]

and doing this one before i get on a bus for two hours and forget what it was going to say

[its_notabigdeal]

[Hi, Damon! Look, it's that girl you thought you killed a couple hours ago because she was nosy and getting in the way. She probably forgot to mention that she and death have this thing that's not all that permanent.

Oops.

Regardless, here she is, maybe pouting, just slightly. It's more down at the giant bloody hole where he had attempted to rip out vital organs, but there's nothing but smooth skin behind it now.]

You know, I really liked this shirt.

yesssss i feel the specialest

[compels]

[ he does a good job of not looking too awed--because, let's be real, after elijah, he's gotten used to the people he kills not staying dead. doesn't make it less annoying. but there's undeniable aggravated surprise in those expressive eyes, all the same, as he turns to look at her, taking in the sight of her freshly unscathed skin through the hole in her shirt. ]

And I really liked the idea of burying you in it. But, I guess beggars can't be choosers after all.

[its_notabigdeal]

[She makes an 'oh poor you' face, before moving in closer, balancing carefully on her heals.]

You can try again, if you want. I've got nothing better to do.

[shirt's already ruined after all.]

[compels]

Well, normally I don't like to repeat myself, but what kind of gentleman would I be to deny a request like that? [ as he speaks, he gestures outward with his hands, holding them at his sides, stepping forward with a certain amount of swag. he reaches her as he finishes, raising his hands and snapping her neck in one quick motion. he wrinkles his nose in vague disgust as the body slumps to the floor. ] Cleaner that way.

[its_notabigdeal]

[Broken necks take longer to heal and are just as annoying, but at least they don't damage her clothes. It takes about ten minutes, but eventually Damon might be able to hear the bones snapping back into place.

She sighs heavily as she starts to come to, before propping herself up on her elbows and smirking at him.]

As I said. I have nothing better to do.

[compels]

[ this time, he more or less expected it. anything that doesn't die from having its heart ripped out is just gonna get ornery over a broken neck. so he had two glasses of scotch poured and set on the living room coffee table while he sat in the comfy chair, waiting for her to wake up. the noise of the bones is pretty disgusting, but nothing he hasn't heard plenty of times before in reverse. ]

You're like a tiny, blonde energizer bunny.

[its_notabigdeal]

[She pushes to her feet as she considers that, dusting off her hands on her jeans as she made her way closer.]

That's one way of putting it.

[she points to one of the glasses with a friendly smile]

For me?

[compels]

See any other corpses around here reanimating? [ a beat. a sip from his own glass. ] Yours truly excluded, of course.

[its_notabigdeal]

But you're different.

[the little she's learned about the vampires of Mystic Falls came from a complicated family mess that Damon probably didn't care about.

She picks up the glass and takes a sip]

You're actually dead. Me, on the other hand -- I just have good genes.

[compels]

Meaning ... ? [ not gilbert genes. there wasn't a resurrection ring to be found--that had been his first thought. no, this was something else. ] Nothing human gets up from what you just did.

[its_notabigdeal]

Cellular regeneration. My cells automatically fix themselves. They call it the next stage in human evolution.

[she downs the rest of the glass with a sigh]

You do not want to know how many times I've tried to kill myself over the past ... oh, century, give or take. Ruined so many good outfits that way.

[compels]

I think they missed a chromosome. Or just picked a shoddy candidate, because apparently your brain didn't evolve with the rest of you. What kind of idiot tries to kill themselves over and over again?

[its_notabigdeal]

Well, the first ... hundred times, I was sixteen. We're not exactly logical creatures.

[moves and settles into one of the chairs with a sigh]

And later ... eternity can get really trying after a while.

[compels]

Has its perks. Outliving just about everyone you hate. [ and love. like elena. ] Besides, it's an eternal party. It's the Holy Grail. Fountain of Youth. Blah blah blah.

[its_notabigdeal]

[eye roll]

It gets old. Humanity falls into the same patterns, over and over again -- it could be enough to drive a girl to world domination.

[Though she doesn't want to be Adam. Adam was ... complicated.]

[compels]

Fascinating though you may be, Claire, I don't think you have it in you to dominate the world. Might be the big puppy eyes. Maybe try something smaller--Florida, for instance. You could conquer Florida.

[its_notabigdeal]

You really don't know me at all, Damon. I wouldn't make a habit of underestimating me.

[compels]

Or what? You can get back up when I knock you down. You had any more power than that, you'd stop me from doing it in the first place. But you don't.

[its_notabigdeal]

[laughs]

Yeah. I always get back up again. And I have some very powerful friends.

[compels]

Oooh, spooky. I'll start shaking any minute now, I'm sure.

[its_notabigdeal]

[tips her head to the side]

You might be old enough -- remember a serial killer named Sylar?

[compels]

Sylar, Sylar ... [ he clucks his tongue, thoughtful. ] That the one who took Silence of the Lambs a little too seriously?

[its_notabigdeal]

Yeah. He's a friend. And I bet he'd love to take apart a vampire.

[shrugs as she gets up to pour herself another glass. Yep, helping herself to your booze.]

That and ... I always get back up again. If I managed to stake you, would you?

[compels]

He's been gone for over a century. Sounds like you missed a memo, Miss Immortal. And as cute as it is that you honestly believe you could get close enough to try--[ in a blur of superspeed, he's in front of her suddenly, plucking the glass from her hands. ] With talk like that, I'm thinking it's time I cut you off.