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riverviewlogs2017-12-21 02:08 pm
shoplifter) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-12-21 02:08 pm
[OPEN] shitty situations for all, and for all a good nighttime stab
who: Laura and you.
what: ... Trouble, mostly...
when: Now-ish.
where: Multiple Places! Mainly roof, outside of wall, and on the skytram.
warnings: Blood, violence, gore. Stabby things. EDIT: Also, talk of self harm in Ivar thread.
Laura fights near the wall, Laura takes a tram, Laura has a bad dream while looking for santa at night.
... Also, bloody situations and digging out of a giant animal corpse. It's gross, I know.
Bracket and prose both A-OK, and time and space can be bent, I'm chill. The last prompt is for medium injuries if you wanna hurt your character, because everyone loves getting stabbed by children. Or if your character is a magic healer, feel free to get stabbed real gud and heal up or what have you. (Basically I'm just avoiding severe injury or death before Christmas okay).
Shitty Situation A
[Red splatters on the snow when her claws spear through the first creature's head -- some sort of hybrid beast, one that hunts for food, whose pack has strayed far from the darker areas of the abandoned area and closer to the wall. They surround her because she looks like easy food in the colder, needier climate, and the fight is on. The child growls when they growl back, and she leaps on one of their backs, hacking and slashing with reckless abandon.
They get in their own claw marks, too. Laura's shirt and jeans get torn into, skin as well. It hurts awfully, but Laura's more offended that they're ruining her cool cat shirt.
Her cool neon hat goes flying off in the breeze, carried over sloping snowy hills.
When she kills the last beast, which is considerably large -- the size of an elephant, the alpha, maybe -- it falls right on top of her. Luckily, her claws were out, and... uh... if you're unlucky enough to have found her after the fight instead of during, you will be unfortunate enough to watch a small clawed girl burst through the top of the beast's ribs, covered in blood from her... tunneling...
Just. Um. Yeah. Victory, I guess.]
Shitty Situation B.
[Laura stands in a skytram car, one hand curled on a metal bar. She's covered in dry blood, head to toe. All of the other passengers keep a very far distance around her.
... She's trying to head to the clothing store.]
The One Chill Situation.
[She sits on the roof, binoculars in her hands, watching the sky skeptically as the daylight fades. It's pretty cold up here, but she doesn't seem very bothered, wearing a few jackets and a good pair of boots. Got a red nose, too, but otherwise undaunted by the weather.
She falls asleep up there by accident, curled in a sleeping bag she apparently bought just to do this very thing. Trying to catch any signs of a 'santa' figure in the night, it seems.]
Shitty Situation C. (alternatively: like father like daughter)
[Nighttime.
She rolls a little in her sleeping bag, plagued by bad dreams. Little unintelligble mumbles escape her, sweat on her brow and hands in tight fists in the slippery fabric. She jostles enough that the action figures tucked away with her topple out.
No... stop it...
[The rest is Spanish -- "don't touch me, leave them alone, dad, help me"--
If one attempts to reach out and wake her -- they better have good reflexes. Because she will jackknife immediately up with a hoarse scream, claws out and lunging to stab at her fantasy captors.]
what: ... Trouble, mostly...
when: Now-ish.
where: Multiple Places! Mainly roof, outside of wall, and on the skytram.
warnings: Blood, violence, gore. Stabby things. EDIT: Also, talk of self harm in Ivar thread.
Laura fights near the wall, Laura takes a tram, Laura has a bad dream while looking for santa at night.
... Also, bloody situations and digging out of a giant animal corpse. It's gross, I know.
Bracket and prose both A-OK, and time and space can be bent, I'm chill. The last prompt is for medium injuries if you wanna hurt your character, because everyone loves getting stabbed by children. Or if your character is a magic healer, feel free to get stabbed real gud and heal up or what have you. (Basically I'm just avoiding severe injury or death before Christmas okay).
Shitty Situation A
[Red splatters on the snow when her claws spear through the first creature's head -- some sort of hybrid beast, one that hunts for food, whose pack has strayed far from the darker areas of the abandoned area and closer to the wall. They surround her because she looks like easy food in the colder, needier climate, and the fight is on. The child growls when they growl back, and she leaps on one of their backs, hacking and slashing with reckless abandon.
They get in their own claw marks, too. Laura's shirt and jeans get torn into, skin as well. It hurts awfully, but Laura's more offended that they're ruining her cool cat shirt.
Her cool neon hat goes flying off in the breeze, carried over sloping snowy hills.
When she kills the last beast, which is considerably large -- the size of an elephant, the alpha, maybe -- it falls right on top of her. Luckily, her claws were out, and... uh... if you're unlucky enough to have found her after the fight instead of during, you will be unfortunate enough to watch a small clawed girl burst through the top of the beast's ribs, covered in blood from her... tunneling...
Just. Um. Yeah. Victory, I guess.]
Shitty Situation B.
[Laura stands in a skytram car, one hand curled on a metal bar. She's covered in dry blood, head to toe. All of the other passengers keep a very far distance around her.
... She's trying to head to the clothing store.]
The One Chill Situation.
[She sits on the roof, binoculars in her hands, watching the sky skeptically as the daylight fades. It's pretty cold up here, but she doesn't seem very bothered, wearing a few jackets and a good pair of boots. Got a red nose, too, but otherwise undaunted by the weather.
She falls asleep up there by accident, curled in a sleeping bag she apparently bought just to do this very thing. Trying to catch any signs of a 'santa' figure in the night, it seems.]
Shitty Situation C. (alternatively: like father like daughter)
[Nighttime.
She rolls a little in her sleeping bag, plagued by bad dreams. Little unintelligble mumbles escape her, sweat on her brow and hands in tight fists in the slippery fabric. She jostles enough that the action figures tucked away with her topple out.
No... stop it...
[The rest is Spanish -- "don't touch me, leave them alone, dad, help me"--
If one attempts to reach out and wake her -- they better have good reflexes. Because she will jackknife immediately up with a hoarse scream, claws out and lunging to stab at her fantasy captors.]
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The bloody
horrorchild walks over, undisturbed.]... Hola.
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(Something in her chest aches, because she can relate to being this small and covered in blood; she hates to see another child take to it so easily.) ]
What are you doing out here?
[ No “are you okay?” or any admonishment; Laura can clearly handle herself, but Gamora is more concerned with what’s brought her out in the first place. ]
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[She wrinkles her nose; it smells awful, all of this. Very overwhelming to her senses.
But it was either that or get eaten by a pack of creatures, so...]
I liked this shirt.
[It had a cute cat pattern on it. Cats are pretty nice, huh?]
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There are better places to be alone inside of the Wall, Laura.
Let’s go back and get you cleaned up.
[ Maybe get her a new cat shirt. ]
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I'm helping out here, too.
[So that totally makes it more legit.]
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Are you a part of the Guard?
[ SHE SHOULDN’T BE. TINY CHILD. ]
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... I'm trained. I can protect people who weren't.
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Gamora is of two minds. ]
You shouldn't have to.
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Protecting is better than hurting them.
... Don't you think?
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… Yes. It is.
[ And that’s why she does it now.
She sets a hand on Laura’s bloodied shirt, nudging her gently back towards the wall. ]
But it doesn’t have to be your responsibility. You’re allowed to be a child.
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What if you are not sure? What is and isn't normal for a child?