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

[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.

[its_notabigdeal]

[Claire looks amused. You're not the first speedster she's met.]

One, I can't get drunk. Lame side effect of my ability.

Two -- [there's a pause as she considers the first thing he said] Sure. He's gone.

[compels]

Well, that's depressing.

[its_notabigdeal]

[shrugs]

I learn to live with it. And I've gotten pretty good at faking it.

[compels]

Faking it isn't as fun.

[its_notabigdeal]

Not for you, maybe.

[compels]

For anyone. You just wouldn't know the difference. [ he drains her glass. ] Which is why I'm not wasting any more good scotch on you.

[its_notabigdeal]

[there's a bit of a pout]

You're no fun.