P R O P H E T

Independent Roleplay based of Andy's character 'The Prophet' of Legion of The Black movie/Wretched And Divine and Vale albums. Heavily headcanon based, triggers are not tagged unless requested. Penned by: Fox Follows back via: chainsavvxhockeymask

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            It’s dark, it always was in this dreaded place. He hates it here, the silence of his cell is deafening, he hears noises occasionally but isn’t sure if it’s his mind playing tricks or not.It’s hard to breath due to his injuries, however he manages enough as he sits there with his back against the cold stone wall, his hands shackled in front of him. He doesn’t really remember clearly how he got here, only that he’d been ambushed whilst out on patrol, he’d been with a small group of rebels, gods...he hoped they were better off than he was or at least someone had managed to let someone know he’d been taken.

    He’s surprised he’s not dead yet. But maybe he was a trap...something to lure his friends. The thought made him laugh bitterly at himself. “Don’t fuckin’ kid yourself...they won’t come for you, Biersack...” He sighs, lifting his hands a bit, causing his shackles to rattle as the chains clinked against the cement floor. His hand moved through his hair, moving it out of his face.

A noise from across the room, different from the one’s he’d been hearing prior catches his attention. Was it a voice? He wasn’t sure....maybe he was going mad, still...if someone was there...maybe they’d be better company than the voices in his head. ”Who’s there?”

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faultycode​:

Ethan fought back as the other went to disarm him. Meanwhile, Ella remained frozen in place, clearly troubled by the whole ordeal. She wasn’t a fighter, not by any means. Her usefulness stopped at the limited knowledge of medical things and vast knowledge of plants. Oh, but when the gun slipped from her brother’s fingers, being thrown off to the side, she hadn’t thought, simply acting on instinct. As the male pushed away from the prophet, violently removing himself from his grasp and reached for the gun, she got to it first. Her hands shook, even as she placed the weapon behind her back; out of sight, out of mind, right? Only now, she was face to face with someone who, looked like her brother, but clearly, he was lost. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind, if she pushed hard enough; he’d kill her.

                                   “—Ella, give it to me! Now!” 

                                                  “—Haven’t you done enough, big brother?” 

Cue a bit of, what looked to be, dust being blown into his face; it wouldn’t kill him, but believe us when we say, it would most certainly hurt. Using this as her chance, she made her way over to Andy, though her eyes stayed trained on her brother as he writhed in pain. It hurt to watch him like this, tears welling in her eyes, but she wouldn’t allow him to hurt anyone else, least of all someone she considered a friend. 

                    “—I was only trying to bring you home!” 

                                   “—What home, Ethan? These people, they’re important to me. I will not see them come to any harm; do you understand?” 

Oh, he understood quite well. Ella was never one to be violent, but right now, in this moment, that was a definite threat. She’d kill him, her own brother. Of course, she’d rather not, but her choice was clear. If it meant protecting everyone, she’d do whatever necessary. 

               “—Seriously? You’d take some phony prophet’s side over your own blood? You don’t even know him! He’s just as bad as I am!”

                   Andy had managed to get the gun on the ground, but still struggled with Ethan, figuring he’d keep him away from the gun. It wasn’t like he wanted anyone to get hurt, he had an army behind him because they agreed with the message he preached, the freedom of thought and expression that F.E.A.R had repressed since the world had ended, divided by the war that’d been waged all those years ago, when he was just a child.  He’d been labelled an enemy because he’d ‘woken up’ from their control, even if it took the fact he knew they’d exploit his powers for their own gain, the prophecy he could see and the true extent of the hatred that F.E.A.R held and spread against anyone who didn’t fit their mould.

He doesn’t say a word when he heard Ethan yell for Ella to give him the gun, Andy does look at her though, trying to figure out what her game plan is here

           He seems just as surprised to see her step between him and Ethan, defending him. His brows furrow, he didn’t want her getting hurt to protect him.

                          “Ella...don’t do this.”

Andy’s voice finally filters through, in an attempt to try and bring reason to the current situation. No one had to die here. He’d seen families torn apart by this sort of thing before. He was a fighter, but he wasn’t someone who took joy in violence, not for a long time, in fact, it made him a little squeamish at times, as much as he tried to hide that.

              “I make no secret of hiding who I was before I became the Prophet, that I was an agent of F.E.A.R in charge of capturing defectors, killing people. Does that make me a bad person? Make me a phoney for wanting to preach freedom of the people who’ve been oppressed since the wars? No one deserves to be living in fear of being themselves. That is why there’s rebellion.”

Of course he wasn’t expecting Ethan to listen to him, still, he’d say his piece now and hope that the other man understood why people followed him into battle, because they fought for a better future, he was just one of five people they labelled ‘leader’.

“Don’t give me that ‘phoney’ crap, you coward.”

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faultycode‌:

He was telling him to shoot; to do his job and be done with it. That is what he sent for, after all. So why couldn’t he pull the trigger? The act of murder wasn’t hard in itself. He’d done so more times then he’d like to admit. And this guy? Not only was he a traitor, but he took his sister from him. The gun was aimed, bullet in the chamber, and going back without killing him would most certainly mean his own death, but…  could he live with the consequences this time? Clearly, the other knew who he was talking about; knew his sister and oh, if they knew each other, there wasn’t a doubt in his mind. Was he prepared to truly lose her? 

                “—Why the fuck did it have to be you, huh? Why couldn’t—” 

The sound of light shuffling could be heard behind him. Being as twitchy as he was, Ethan turned and shot at the sound, only to freeze. 

Before them stood Ella, frozen in place, miscellaneous plants at her feet. She had been gathering what she could in hopes that she could replant some of them in the compound, allowing Legion access to what could be turned into medicine. Her brother’s shouting in what drew her to them and the bullet had just barely missed.

                    Andy had braced himself to get shot, if this was the way he was gonna die then he’d face it bravely. It was hardly his first time facing down the barrel of a gun, yet he was afraid, what human wouldn’t be? His eyes narrow as the other hesitates, he’d been about to retort when the shuffling caught his attention as well, most likely another member of the legion coming out to gather supplies or investigating the shouting, it wasn’t uncommon, but almost as soon as the shuffling had caught his attention had a gunshot filled the small room, bouncing off the walls and ringing in his ears, heart pounding as he physically jumped at the sudden loud B A N G.

His eyes move to Ella quickly after, eyes falling down to the flowers and he looked at Ethan, jaw tensing a little bit, he moved a little, taking his chance now that there wasn’t a gun pointed at him and he’d gathered his senses up enough to disarm the other man and get the gun out of the way, not caring if he got hurt in the process.

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the-wonderland-jinx‌:

          “—I don’t think it’s stupid; the gesture in itself is very noble, I guess…” She just wasn’t fond of it being done for her sake. Not to say she wouldn’t still be a bit frustrated regardless, because she would. He was, after all, one of the very few people adults, she could tolerate for any length of time. “It’s just— someone already gave me my chance and it’s one too many, so I don’t need anymore.”

Opening up? Maybe just a little, just enough that maybe he could understand. This had nothing to do with him being the Prophet. It had nothing to do with any loyalty to Legion or any other notion he might come up with. She was just tired of watching people die. Honestly, how much blood could you get on your hands before they were just permanently stained red? 

               Andy tilted his head a little and he sighs and he rubbed his shoulder a bit, he was clearly a little uncomfortable, at least in the physical sense. He purses his lips when she mentions that she didn’t need any more chances, he disagreed. “I get it, the stuff we do to survive, the stuff we’ve done in the past....leaves a pretty big black mark. I may not know any of the circumstances and I don’t need to, the world’s fucked up, you gotta be a little fucked up to survive it these days.”

If anyone knew about having a past you didn’t deserve a second chance from it was him, the violent soldier he had been, F.E.A.R’s guard dog. He’d give anything to erase that part of his life, but for now he’d fight for everyone who fought by his side in this war of rebellion.

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faultycode‌:

          His responses to her questions received a few light nods in return as she gathered items to change the bandage of a particularly nasty wound. Though, upon hearing his name, she froze. It was only for a moment, but noticeable nonetheless. It had just occurred to her that she’d never really gotten his name until now. Andy. A light smile graced her features as she got back to her previous task.

               “—I’m recommending you stay put for today and get some rest. Tomorrow, if you feel up to doing things then I won’t stop you, but don’t push yourself too much. Your body needs time to recuperate.” she paused, clearly checking over him for anything she might have missed. “Your injuries don’t seem very extensive, but head injuries are tricky.” In other words, she’s going to worry and check on him until she knows he’s fully healed regardless of any protests he might have.

              He honestly felt too dizzy to do much else than lie there, whatever he’d been hit with had knocked his brain around a little, he had every intention of letting himself get over the dizziness before he tried to do anything, an injury like the one he had could cause himself or someone else to get hurt, so in the infirmary he’d stay, just for a little longer.

“You don’t have to worry about me pushing myself too soon, I doubt I’ll be good for anyone ni my current condition.” He replies with a slight shrug, watching what she was doing as she checked him over again, he’d taken quite the beating it seemed. “Ah, it’s not my first time dealing with a head injury, I know hoe fucked up they can get.” He murmurs, at least this time it wasn’t his own fault.

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faultycode‌:

          “—Bullshit! People die for you all the time! Ella ran off because of a simple misunderstanding; that’s it! It’s you that’s got her all mixed up!” Never once had his sister left his side and she definitely never stayed away. Even when he upset her or did something to hurt her, she was nothing if not loyal. They were twins, after all. Perhaps that was why he took her leaving so hard; at least in part. 

His fingers twitched around the gun in his hands, fear bubbling within him. He knew what he had to do. This was the only way. But would this really solve anything? He’d what, go back to work? Maybe. Could he really guarantee the same could be said for Ella though? F.E.A.R. was a lot of things, but forgiving was not one of them. They’d only allowed him to search for the ‘traitor’ after days of ‘re-programming’ and he hadn’t actually done anything. His sister had technically sabotaged and betrayed them. Who’s to say her fate wouldn’t be the same as very traitor he was ordered to kill? 

           “—You know what happens, right? You’ve seen it. When people take your side, they’re killed on the spot, if they’re lucky or made to wish they were dead. My sister doesn’t know any better… She doesn’t deserve that. How good of a life can you really promise her? Any of these people even? You’re just a coward.”

                “People die for F.E.A.R!” He snapped, “misunderstanding or not, our causes may be different, but this is war. There are causalities no matter which side you’re on. I didn’t make the decision for your sister.” He may not have understood the whole sibling thing that was going on, but he knew what F.E.A.R was, how it’d destroyed any innocence he’d had as a kid, people were escaping long before he came around.

Andy’s shoulders were tense, the anger in his voice directed at Ethan covered up how scared he was, he didn’t have backup, no one to see this, would they even know? He was willing to stare death in the face and tell them to fuck off though, despite being afraid of what’d be there at the end. He narrowed his eyes at the other, watching his movements, listening to his words.

“I dunno what shit you’ve been fed about myself and the Legion, but all of us are one, we fight for the same cause, we fight for our freedom, we mourn when  someone dies, we fight so the children in our future won’t have to.” He glares, “whatever, it’s not like you’re gonna listen though, so...go ahead...shoot me, let me bleed out in the dirt.”

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the-wonderland-jinx‌:

                   “—Why not?” An incredulous look overtook her features; concern and frustration peaking through, despite her best efforts. Truthfully, she didn’t understand his logic.  It made no sense to her why he would take such a risk. She could understand if it was for someone important, or at the very least someone innocent, but her? “—If I fail to protect myself then that’s on me, no one else, just me. If you’re going to insist on getting yourself hurt trying to save everyone, at least make it for someone worth something.” 

Getting hurt wasn’t unusual for the redhead. She often took on jobs that were too much for one person alone and though she always seemed to manage them, she put herself at risk doing so. Her safety just wasn’t a priority for her; not unless it was a threat to everyone else. If there was any chance of a threat to others, it would be a different story entirely.

                 “Because I’d rather die protecting someone than not doing anything to prevent it.” Andy answers honestly, he would have done this for anyone, a few scrapes and bruises were nothing compared to some of the injuries he’d received protecting someone else. “Call it reckless, or stupid, I don’t care, I’m gonna give everyone the chance to live, live for a better life than the one we have now.”

It was weird, in this past few years...the Prophet had worn his heart on his sleeve, he’d protect everyone if he got the chance. If that got him killed, big deal...the Legion would move on and keep the fight going, even in his absence. 

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                         And in the end we found our stage,                                       We gave these words of strength.                                Worry not for what’s to come.                                        Our Legion Of the Black

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          //send me things??

[memes-for-the-rper]

Not-doing-too-good sentence starters

“Whoa, are you okay?”

“You took that hit pretty hard…”

“Don’t stand up yet.”

“That definitely looks broken…”

“Walk it off.”

“How are you feeling?”

“When was the last time you slept?”

“You look like shit.”

“Have you been eating enough?”

“Here, let me help you.”

“Why are you limping?”

“You’re really pale…”

“Did you just go throw up?”

“Why aren’t you eating?”

“______? You’re bleeding…really bad.”

“That looks infected.”

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”

“I told you you’d get sick.”

“How many fingers am I holding up?”

“Wake up–you were hyperventilating, are you okay?”

“It was just a dream, you’re alright.”

“Look at me–you’re safe.”

“Take a deep breath.”

“Are you bleeding?!”

“How’d you get a bruise like that?”

“What happened?”

“Let me help you!”

“Can you hear me?”

“You hit your head pretty hard.”

“Don’t move.”

“I know it hurts, I’m sorry.”

“Breathe.”

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vitrexanima‌:

[ ♤ ] ~ “What gives you that idea? I’m sure it can’t be that bad,” she asked with a small tilt of the head before turning her attention in the direction of said well, half expecting some explosive disaster.

              He sighs, moving over to the pipe that ran from the well and pulled the valve handle off without much effort. “I broke it.” He says and shrugs his shoulder a bit, “I gotta get new bolts to hold it in place, but I got the blockage clear...just can’t turn it on now...”

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          //send me things??

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vitrexanima‌:

[ ♤ ] ~ “They weren’t really that good then, were they?” Lorelei taunted lightly. “Tell me, what master plan fell through this time?”

                   Andy rose a brow ever so slightly at her taunting, “I was trying to fix the well for the water that runs irrigation for the crops we have...I think I made it worse...”

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                         And in the end we found our stage,                                       We gave these words of strength.                                Worry not for what’s to come.                                        Our Legion Of the Black

[vaememes]

                   𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  .

❛   what  are  you  doing?   ❜

❛   what ,  you’re  going  to  kill  me?  ❜

❛   fuck !  put  the  gun  down !  please , come on !  it’s  me ,  alright ?  ❜

❛   what  are  you  doing  with  that ?   ❜

❛   please ..  don’t  do  this  anymore !   ❜

❛   let  her/them/him  go  or  i’ll  blow  you  away !  ❜

❛   wait ! okay …  okay !  okay , i’ll  tell  you ,  whatever  you  want  to  know  ..   ❜

❛   you  point  that  thing  at  me  you  better  pull  the  trigger .  ❜

❛   alright , alright , alright  ..  i’ll talk !   ❜

❛   please ,  just  let  me  go ,  i  won’t  tell  anyone …  i  promise  .  ❜

❛   let  me  out  of  here !   let  me  go !   ❜

❛   you’re  not  getting  away  this  time  …  ❜

❛   actually ,  i  think  i  better  get  going  …   it’s  late  and  …   ❜

❛   come  on !  fight  back !  fight  back !  fight  back  you  coward !   ❜

❛   come  on ,  hit  me !   ❜

❛   do  it !  pull  the  trigger !  do  it  ,  do  it  ,  do  it !   ❜

❛   come  and  find  me  …  polo !  ❜

❛   i  don’t  want  to  hide  anymore ,  i  don’t  want  to  be  afraid  anymore  …   ❜

❛   you   keep   saying   you’re   going   to   stop   but   you   don’t !  ❜

❛   how   many   more   people   need   to   die   before   you’re   satisfied ?  ❜

❛   why   are   you   doing   this ?   ❜

❛   don’t   come   any   closer  ,   that’s   far   enough  .   ❜

❛   if   you  don’t   pull   the   trigger   i’ll   pull   it   for   you  !   ❜

❛   i  thought  that  you  were  in  danger  …   ❜

❛   you’re  dangerous  …  i ,   i  just  don’t  want  to  end  up  dead ..   ❜

❛   i  promise  i  won’t  hurt  you  …    ❜

❛   can  you  please  stop  screwing  with  my  mind ,  god  !   ❜

❛   i  don’t  want  to  be  here  anymore ,  please ,  can  we  go  back ?   ❜

❛   um  ….  i’m  not  sure  i  want  to  go ,   thanks   anyway  ..   ❜

❛   that  sounds  dangerous  ….   i’m  in .   ❜

❛   i  don’t  know ,  it  sounds  awfully  dangerous  …  ❜

❛   stay  back  or  i  will  rip  your  head  off  !  ❜

❛   i  think  …   this   is   wrong ,  no .  i  can’t  just  stand  by   and   watch   it  .   ❜

❛   do  you  think  you  would  ever  hurt  me  like  that ?   ❜

❛   i  can’t  be  with  someone  who  could  hurt  me  like  that  …  ❜

❛   this  is  not  love  !   it   is   obsession  !   a   sick  one  at   that  !  ❜

❛   are  you  following  me  ?   what  …   what  do  you  want  ?   money  ?   ❜

❛   please  …  i  have  money ,   just  let  me  go  .  ❜

❛   i  don’t  think  you  realize  how  the  dangerous  this  game  is  ..   ❜

❛   it’s  not  just  a  game  !   ❜

❛   if  you’re  in  some  kind  of  trouble ,  you  can  tell  me  .   ❜

❛   come  on  ,   it’s  just  a  game ,  what  could  go  so  wrong  ?   ❜

❛   are  you  the  one  that’s  been  watching  me  ?   stalking  me  ?  ❜

❛   actually ,  do  you  mind  if  we  just  stop/pull  over  here  ?   ❜

❛   what  are  you  doing ?   you  missed  the  stop  back  there ?   ❜

❛   hello ?   is   someone  there  ?   ❜

❛   you’re  scaring  me  …   ❜

❛   okay ,  you’re  really  starting  to  scare  me  …  ❜

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@vitrexanima ♥’d for a lyric based starter~ Heroes We Were - Andy Black

              “All the best made plans, slip through my hands.”

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             // like this for a lyric based starter (taken from Andy’s Ghost Of Ohio album)