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OC Only Meme!


We've had all sorts of Memes for all your muses, but what about a meme for muses that aren't of a specific canon,
or muses that you're still in the process of developing? Enter the OC Only Meme! Toss in your OC and pick a
scenario to experiment with them.


1. Scavenge - You're OCs are stranded alone on an island. They must gather supplies to build a shelter until help arrives.

2. Survive - Zombies are invading oh no! Fend off hoards of Zom Zoms and free humanity from their whole being undead thing.

3. Travel - Your OCs have traveled through time to a Mideval setting. With castles and poofy dresses galore your OCs must figure out how to fit in. Or not.

4. Employment - Your OCs got stuck with the worst job ever. Do they do it well or do they ignore their job? Anything for a paycheck.

5. Spooky Spooks - Your OC is taking a walk at night and they happen on a graveyard by accident! Are you intrigued or frightened?

6. Free Pick - Set up your own scenario!



Remember: OCs Don't have set histories and sometimes don't have icons, so give your RP parter details to work with in your post to the best of your abilities! Give them something to work with as much as you can. IF you don't have an idea of how to answer a specific question, toss out an answer and see how it works. You'll know that it's something you have to work on for the future.

Date: 2015-04-15 04:42 pm (UTC)
divaoftime: (Cry Baby)
From: [personal profile] divaoftime
For a moment, Piper shrank back afraid of what she saw in Lucas, the way his anger had risen so visibly with her outburst. He turned and left the room, and she flinched at the loud crash of that slammed door.

But she wasn't left to silence after that. The door stood open just enough for her to hear the aftermath of her words out in the hall. The more she heard, the more it twisted in her guts. A cold pit had opened up inside her and she felt herself sinking into it.

But still, she clung to some vestige of her anger, wishing for it to be righteous, even when it felt only hollow now. Still, a part of her seethed, it wasn't fair! She never asked for friendship. She never asked for this to turn into more than just a booty call! She thought she'd been clear all along, she never expected that, she was never looking for that. Goddammit, that's all it was supposed to be! He wasn't even supposed to show up again.

But then he did show up, on her doorstep Halloween night, bringing along these ideas that they were more than just fuck buddies, and a part of her had liked the idea too. Dammit, that was one of the most fun Halloweens she'd ever had. But it was so confusing. She didn't know what she expected, what she wanted. She just wanted things to be simple, really.

Now they were complicated, and really fucked up. Was she wrong to encourage him to keep hanging out with her? When all she'd ever expected this thing to be was a short-lived fling? Clearly, somehow, he'd been expecting more. She didn't know what to say. She didn't know if she could give it to him. Why the hell would a good guy like him ever want to be friends with someone like her anyway? She kept waiting for him to realize that and leave her. It was so stupid. She never asked for him to stick his neck out for her!

So why was she crying? Why did she feel like her guts had just been spilled on the floor? Why did hearing him out in the hall crying and yelling make her feel like the lowest bit of scum at the bottom of a dumpster?

Why did hearing that he almost died on the job nearly steal her breath away? The thought of him suddenly being stolen out of her life like that gave her clammy palms. This wasn't fair! He couldn't just walk into her life like this and then vanish! Not now! She couldn't end up like her mother, crushing on some guy just to have him leave. She'd tried so hard to distance herself, but it hadn't worked. Now she was afraid of losing something she wasn't even sure she had.

Fuck. She really liked Lucas. She wanted his friendship; she wanted to trust that he was better. And she just realized the for real right now? Fuck.

"God I'm so stupid." She breathed to herself, sinking back down into the chair, while wishing she could just keep going right through the floor instead. Let it all swallow her up, this darkness inside her.

When he came back in, he wouldn't even look at her, and it stung so much worse now. when he finally does look at her, he would see that her face was red too, and still a mess with tears running down both cheeks and snot dripping from her nose. These weren't the theatrical tears form before, these were real, ugly, and full of painful despair.

They were finally letting her go. She'd overheard that too. Figured, now she didn't want to leave, not without saying something. She had to say something. Was it too late to fix this?

"Lucas... I-I'm really sorry. I don't think you're a freak. I'm just..."

Was she going to make excuses for herself again. It felt like that's all she knew how to do. But this time was the truth, and she didn't know what else to say, so, with her lips still trembling from holding back tears, she finished saying what she hadn't wanted to admit before.

"I'm really scared Lucas. I don't know what's going to happen now..."

But she couldn't stop there, "Please, say something?" she begged, "I'll tell you the truth. I'll tell you, please just... don't go."

Date: 2015-04-19 02:31 pm (UTC)
dj_mort: (sad - hurt)
From: [personal profile] dj_mort
For a moment, Lucas wondered why Piper was so upset. Her face was red, wet, and snotty. Maybe he had scared her with the way he left, but it would have been much worse if he had stayed. Right?

It wasn't any better a few moments later when he tried to speak, tried to hold onto some of that hurt. He could use that as a shield, make it easier to get Piper on her way. Just the way she wanted. That's how it worked, they'd both get to walk away from this...whatever it was. Only, he believed her. Those were fake tears, and her plea dampened the broiling feeling in his chest.

"You're not the first person to say that to me anyways. It's no big deal." He tried to brush it off easily, get to the heart of the matter.

"I'm sorry. Okay? It's been a shitty night for you. You don't have to tell me why you were out there." He drew in a deep breath, affixing Piper with a look heavy in concern. For her. "Just be careful out there. Please."

Date: 2015-04-19 11:01 pm (UTC)
divaoftime: (Somber)
From: [personal profile] divaoftime
She sat there limply, sniffling and trying her best to calm her choked breathing. She was surprised that after all that he was letting her off so easy. Him, apologizing to her? And, he didn't even want to know what she was doing after all this? Now that she'd finally broken down and decided to tell him? She'd been all geared up for a bigger fight, and now it felt like she'd had the rug pulled from under her feet again. How was Lucas this hard to read?

"You really won't make me tell?"

That look he was giving her, heavy with concern not for himself but for her. She'd only ever had her mom look at her like that. Again she wondered dumbly why he even cared so much.

"I can really go home now?"

At least when she got out of here, she really would just go home. For now. She still wanted to get at that buried money, since she still knew where it was, but she wouldn't risk going back for at least a week.

"And they... they won't tell anyone about me, will they? Please, don't let them tell my mom."

Date: 2015-04-26 04:08 pm (UTC)
dj_mort: (sad - feels)
From: [personal profile] dj_mort
"You can go home now, yeah."

As far as Lucas knew at the moment, the matter would be dropped, so long as Piper didn't go poking around that place again. He didn't bother with her first question, that should have been obvious enough, he hoped.

"All they did was put you in the system, Piper. You're a legal adult, IOPSA has no reason to inform your mother of anything." Unless she had somehow landed herself in trouble, but it seemed for tonight that wasn't going to be the case.

"...Do...you want a ride back?" He'd asked Miles to call a cab, but now that felt wrong, somehow. Like bailing out on her, despite all the work he still had left to do that night. He could do this much for her, at least.

Date: 2015-04-29 04:31 pm (UTC)
divaoftime: (Sad Look Down)
From: [personal profile] divaoftime
"I never wanted to be in the system..." She whined, although her tone was resolute. She accepted that it wasn't anything she could change now, even if she wanted to. That didn't mean she'd be happy about it.

"I never wanted anyone to know... now everyone here does. They won't look at me the same way anymore, will they?"

She didn't want to be called a Medium. She'd already come up with a name for what she could do. She was afraid of that changing now that people knew. But at least her mom still wouldn't know. At least she still had that. It was really the best she could ask for now, wasn't it?

"...Yeah. Could you take me home? I don't have enough money for a cab."

Date: 2015-05-09 06:00 pm (UTC)
dj_mort: (sad - puppy pout face)
From: [personal profile] dj_mort
"They'll look at you the same way they look at anyone else, Piper." A small bit of that bitter tone crept back into his voice. This place was a safe haven, of sorts. He didn't get dirty looks here. Was that so hard for Piper to accept?

"We were gonna pay for it, but I might as well drive you since...you don't hate me."

Dumb as that feeling was, Lucas couldn't help it. He couldn't help but be afraid of losing someone he considered a friend, since in reality he had only a few close ones, and none of them really could understand certain issues. Piper could, at least, a little bit.

"Come on. Let's get you home, okay?"

Date: 2015-05-21 03:50 am (UTC)
divaoftime: (Somber)
From: [personal profile] divaoftime
She took another deep breath and nodded her head, accepting that answer without any more protest.

"Okay, I get it."

She didn't completely get it, but maybe she was starting to a little. These people were used to this stuff, weren't they? So, maybe... it was okay. That one guy was still an asshole though.

"I don't hate you Lucas," She assured him, "But I kinda hate your partner." She wasn't going to apologize for that. He arrested her for no good reason! And threw her in the dirt!

"Yeah..." She sniffled just a little, "I'm ready to go home."

Date: 2015-05-24 04:30 pm (UTC)
dj_mort: (fear - anxious)
From: [personal profile] dj_mort
"That's just the way he is," Lucas replied. Sometimes Miles still rubbed the Medium the wrong way, but undoubtedly he had the same affect on the Guide as well. He was in no mood to really protest what Piper said, though, not even on Miles's behalf. The night had been long and tiring and he was looking at a longer night upon his return.

"Alright." So, she didn't hate him, or at least didn't hate him long enough to bum a ride from him. He could only hope that it might last longer than that, but he lead them on to his rusted out El Camino in silence.

He knew the way back already and after getting himself settled into the driver's seat, Lucas spared a quick glance in Piper's direction before turning the engine over. The car rumbled to life and he peeled away from the IOPSA office branch, but it didn't help to settle his nerves even as Piper's apartment neared. He'd been too nervous at all to say much of anything, unless Piper spoke to him along the way, his fingers danced nervously on the steering wheel as they pulled up to the curb.

"...So, uh. Catch you around?" Lucas asked awkwardly.

Date: 2015-05-27 05:14 pm (UTC)
divaoftime: (Default)
From: [personal profile] divaoftime
Piper rode next to him in tired silence the entire way home. Her gaze was kept steadily in her lap the whole while she picked nervously at her fingernails. She didn't look up at him again until the car came to a halt at the curb outside her apartment building.

"Yeah," she said, just as awkwardly, "I'll call you some time."

Time would just have to tell if that would really be true. She wasn't even sure herself in that moment as she exited the car. She had a lot to think about tonight, but she didn't really feel like doing anything anymore except going inside and sinking her face into her pillow. Maybe she'd still hang out with him after this. Maybe she wouldn't. She'd have to sleep on it.


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Edited Date: 2017-05-27 02:25 am (UTC)

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