Paranoia

Touch my brother and I'll hurt you (@askstorykids-hq)

[ima-queenbee]

Open Starter: Just Own It

Taylor checks her makeup in a compact and frowns, getting into her bag and grabbing her lipstick to touch it up. Satisfied with that, she puts up both the lipstick and the compact, her attention returning to her notes as she picks up a highlighter and goes back to annotating them.

While she is, though, she becomes aware that someone’s eyes are on her. That’s nothing too unusual to her, but she looks up to find the source quickly and smiles sweetly. “Can I help you?”

[asktheparanoidone]

Par would never admit to being afraid. Especially not of pretty pink princess she could take in a fight no questions asked. But this was different, and Pity had begged her to at least try to get along with Taylor.

She really did want to, but the name Costa still left a sour taste in her mouth after what Audrey had done. Par wasn't even sure Taylor knew what happened because of their forced return to the Isle.

Her mind snapped back to the present as the other girl noticed her, "Oh, I'm Paranoia. I'm finally back and thought I should introduce myself." She held out a hand for a firm handshake. This would go well even if it killed her.

[asktheparanoidone]

Open Starter: Fresh Air

Paranoia stepped out of the car and onto the castle grounds with a sigh of relief. Freedom, she thought as the sun soaked into her skin for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. Now would be the time to run, to leave it all behind and start fresh. But then she'd be leaving behind Pity and Harley, and even Aoife. Her family. No, staying would be better for now. Especially with Hades' demands.

She was almost to the door when she felt someone tap on her shoulder. "What?" She snapped as she turned to face the other person. "Am I not allowed to walk into campus on my own?"

[rp-meme-glaceon]

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[the-wrath-of-dragons]

"We need to talk." - @asktheparanoidone

Not sure how I feel about all these people wanting to talk to me all of a sudden, she thought. But still, she put on a cordial smile to hide her anxiety. "What's up?"

@asktheparanoidone

[asktheparanoidone]

Par was mildly impressed. "I'm starting to see the family resemblance."

"It's not a bad plan. I'd have to ask my brother for the specifics of the deal. He was the one who made it, I wasn't there. But this could work." She tried not to let herself get hopeful. This was her only shot of saving her brother, and there were still a lot of moving pieces before this plan would actually work.

[the-wrath-of-dragons]

"We need to talk." - @asktheparanoidone

Not sure how I feel about all these people wanting to talk to me all of a sudden, she thought. But still, she put on a cordial smile to hide her anxiety. "What's up?"

@asktheparanoidone

[asktheparanoidone]

Par could see something click on Mal's face as she looked back up at her. "Yeah. He just wants the ember. Why?"

Her brain tried to go through every possibilty of what she could've come up with. "Look. We can't use a half baked idea to get him to think we're giving him what he wants. If I don't follow through with this deal..." my brother's life is on line, "it won't be pretty."

[nxtmyweird]

Open Starter: Defies All Logic

[nxtmyweird]

asktheparanoidone‌:

“It’s okay,” Par said with a light chuckle, “It’s more common than you’d think here.” She’d heard the other girl’s conversation on her way in the opposite direction, and been perfectly content to just move on, and let her find out how real it all was at a different time.

But she was here now, and she couldn’t help but think that it would be fun to see the look on the poor girl’s face. “Sorry, I couldn’t help but hear you on the phone. Mermaids and monsters and stuff are definitely real. I could introduce you to some if you wanted.”

Sylvia laughs a bit. “Well, that’s probably good news, means I’d fit right in.”

Shrugging, she does take the time to properly put things away, pausing when the other girl mentions all of that… impossible stuff being real. Oh, great. “I… really doubt that, but in any case it seems a bit early to be getting into all of that. I’m Sylvia.” Smiling, she extends her hand to shake the other’s.

[asktheparanoidone]

Par had never wished for her dads' abilities until this moment. She shook the girl's hand a little harder than she should've. "Par, short for Paranoia. And there's really nothing to doubt. The school's run by Fairy Godmother. I know a couple demigods, some actual gods, though they're kind of dicks, a ghost. She's a fancy ghost, but don't tell her I said that. My dads are Imps. Which are kind of like demons, but not really the same. But, anyways, my point is, it's real. Whether or not you think it is."

[nxtmyweird]

Open Starter: Defies All Logic

“Tell my brother I said that it’s impossible. Oh, I’m on speaker? Sheldon, there’s no such thing as mermaids. Look, they might be royalty, but there’s a line in the sand and their stories are way, way too far out there, more like legends. No. No ghosts. No aliens. No fairies. Are you done? Nope, okay. No angels. No demons. No monsters– you’re like the enthusiastic version of Buffy. Are you done? Thank you. Okay. I love you guys. I need to find my room and get settled in. Okay. Love you. Bye.”

Hanging up her phone, Sylvia rolls her eyes a bit and checks her paperwork– from the orientation information to her class schedule to the map to her dorm room assignment. Sighing, she shakes her head and goes to put everything away… bumping into someone with a yelp. “Oh! Sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

[asktheparanoidone]

"It's okay," Par said with a light chuckle, "It's more common than you'd think here." She'd heard the other girl's conversation on her way in the opposite direction, and been perfectly content to just move on, and let her find out how real it all was at a different time.

But she was here now, and she couldn't help but think that it would be fun to see the look on the poor girl's face. "Sorry, I couldn't help but hear you on the phone. Mermaids and monsters and stuff are definitely real. I could introduce you to some if you wanted."

[asktheparanoidone]

M-Merry Christmas. I-I hope you like it. - Lana

—

“It’s perfect. It’ll go wicked with my dress for the ball. Hope you found someone take you who thinks you’re stunning. Thanks for the Christmas gift"

[asktheparanoidone]

Are you happy?

"Why wouldn't I be?"

Let's see

- I, and the other VKs, were put on back on the Isle and forced to relive my childhood trauma

- My parents kidnapped and tortured my brother

- My girlfriend's father wants an extremely powerful magical object in exchange for my brother's soul

- I haven't told my girlfriend about said deal because I'm worried she'll try to kill him and/or stop the deal because we both know he can't have the ember back.

- Oh, and I blame myself for not being able to protect Pity from all of this.

I think that about covers it.

[trytobeagxxdkid]

thoughts on Hades and his banishment?

I don’t know the whole story, I just know that he fought with Herc and tried to take over Mt. Olympus. Which kind of one sided, if you think about it. So I should probably reserve that for once I know more.

[asktheparanoidone]

It's not. But it is what it is.

You don't know what the Isle is?

Wow. Okay.

Um, the Isle of the Lost was a prison island created by former king Adam made for the villains and bad guys of all the people who joined Auradon's nation to live. There was a magic barrier around it to keep everyone inside and not able to do any forms of magic. We didn't get access to basic necessities like clean food or clothing. It was hell. And torture for a lot of the kids who were born there.

King Ben's the one who made the decree to take down the barrier and bring everyone back over, but the damage is done y'know.

But, yeah, how do you not know what the Isle was?

[trytobeagxxdkid]

thoughts on Hades and his banishment?

I don’t know the whole story, I just know that he fought with Herc and tried to take over Mt. Olympus. Which kind of one sided, if you think about it. So I should probably reserve that for once I know more.

[asktheparanoidone]

No, it's okay. My dads are Imps, created to work in the Underworld and by extension work for Hades. They found me on the Isle, and long story short I got roped into the family business.

But basically all the gods are jerks. Hades just decided to be the wrong kind of jerk and tried to take over by releasing the Titans and destroying everything. One big battle later, Hercules won and Hades eventually got sent to the Isle.

[trytobeagxxdkid]

thoughts on Hades and his banishment?

I don’t know the whole story, I just know that he fought with Herc and tried to take over Mt. Olympus. Which kind of one sided, if you think about it. So I should probably reserve that for once I know more.

[asktheparanoidone]

I kind of work for him...

Par, daughter of Pain and Panic... according to what they tell me at least. It's nice to meet you. Did you not know you were related to a god?

[trytobeagxxdkid]

thoughts on Hades and his banishment?

I don’t know the whole story, I just know that he fought with Herc and tried to take over Mt. Olympus. Which kind of one sided, if you think about it. So I should probably reserve that for once I know more.

[asktheparanoidone]

Thoughts on the Isle aside, no he definitely deserved everything he had coming to him

[asktheparanoidone]

Harley stood at the dorm door with a bouquet of 200 black and red roses. "Darling, would you like to go to the dance with me?" - @brimstone-brat

Par wasn't expecting Harley when she opened the door. She made a noise that sounded like a squeak and slammed the door back in her face. Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods.

She slowly opened the door, looking at least a little ashamed. "Sorry... I would love to go to the dance with you."

@brimstone-brat

[asktheparanoidone]

Par learned into the kiss and let her arms wrap around her waist. "You mean they don't expect you to just do things so you won't die? People here really are weird." She laughed because laughing over her trauma seemed easier, and she didn't want to ruin the happy.

Her face got even more red, if that was possible, at the nose kiss. "You're pretty special to me too, Harls. And, I'm honestly really excited to go to this dance thing with you. Especially since Pity's ditching me. I don't have anything to wear though. They don't exactly give out ballgowns when we get here."

[asktheparanoidone]

Harley stood at the dorm door with a bouquet of 200 black and red roses. "Darling, would you like to go to the dance with me?" - @brimstone-brat

Par wasn't expecting Harley when she opened the door. She made a noise that sounded like a squeak and slammed the door back in her face. Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods.

She slowly opened the door, looking at least a little ashamed. "Sorry... I would love to go to the dance with you."

@brimstone-brat

[brimstone-brat]

Harley blinked, then laughed and shook her head. "Par, you're amazing. And I... I seriously appreciate you." She lifted up the roses. "Where can I put these? They're actually pretty heavy," she laughed.

[asktheparanoidone]

"You're the amazing one." Par kissed her cheek and pulled her inside the room lightly laughing, "They might fit on the desk? I'm not sure where else you could put them."

Her cheeks were red, and she couldn't stop smiling. This was all real. They were going to a high school dance, both relatively safe and okay, it all made her want to cry. In a good, not awful way for once. "How'd you even manage to get these all anyways?"

[asktheparanoidone]

Harley stood at the dorm door with a bouquet of 200 black and red roses. "Darling, would you like to go to the dance with me?" - @brimstone-brat

Par wasn't expecting Harley when she opened the door. She made a noise that sounded like a squeak and slammed the door back in her face. Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods.

She slowly opened the door, looking at least a little ashamed. "Sorry... I would love to go to the dance with you."

@brimstone-brat

[incorrectatdhqquotes]

Harley: There's a woman at Starbucks that keeps pushing her stroller into me.

Paranoia: Punch her baby