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pietraquill:

“Of course I have name,” She smirked, following behind him as the two made their way to the door. “My name’s Pietra.” She introduced in return. Another thought came to her head. “Oh! Uh, hey Abel, by the way, where are we? State and city wise, I mean.”

“Pietra, huh? Interesting choice in name by your parents. Very baroque.” Abel commented before looking at the woman confused. “Small town of New York City, New York.” He joked. “How do you not know where we are?”

persephonememes

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 / 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ What happened? ❜

❛ How are your injuries? ❜

❛ Just promise me you’ll stay here. ❜

❛ You can’t blame yourself. ❜

❛ You know I’m here for you, right? ❜

❛ I’ve never seen you like this before. ❜

❛ When I wake up, you won’t be there. ❜

❛ Okay. You get to leave now. ❜

❛ No. I don’t believe you. ❜

❛ Just.. put down the very sharp knife… ❜

❛ It wasn’t your fault. It hurts. ❜

❛ This isn’t you. ❜

❛ Stop it. ❜

❛ You should be resting. ❜

❛ Are you okay? Did they hurt you? ❜

❛ How can you act like that? ❜

❛ Then why are you still here? ❜

❛ Are you okay? ❜

❛ You can’t live in the past. You gotta move on. Let it go. ❜

❛ And when were you planning on telling me? ❜

❛ What are you, trying to give me a heart attack? ❜

❛ What’s wrong? What happened? ❜

❛ I thought we agreed that secrets are bad! ❜

❛ Sorry. Didn’t want to push any sore spots. ❜

❛ Everything okay? ❜

❛ Do you even know where you’re headed? ❜

❛ I can’t help you unless you talk to me. ❜

❛ Promise me you’re not gonna over-react. ❜

❛ It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay. ❜

❛ Whoa, what are you doing? ❜

❛ Why do you run from me? ❜

❛ You’re changing the subject. ❜

❛ It’s four o'clock in the morning, what are you doing? ❜

❛ You’re bleeding. ❜

❛ You gotta be more careful. ❜

❛ I meant… How are you holding up? ❜

❛ You’re avoiding my question. ❜

❛ I think the worst of it’s over now. ❜

❛ Don’t let fear keep you quiet. You have a voice so use it. ❜

The Stanley Parable Sentence Starters.

((Feel free to change pronouns as needed))

"You heartless bastard."

"Well, I've come to a very definite conclusion about what's going on right now. You're dead."

"Whatever you do choose it! Don't let time choose for you!"

"Okay, yep, it's worse."

"Good job [Name], everyone thinks you are very powerful."

"I'm not your enemy, really, I'm not."

"I think I feel... happy. I actually feel happy."

"Oh... thank god. You lived. You had me worried there for a moment."

"Even the diamonds couldn't save this one."

"[Name] was so bad at following directions it's incredible [he/she/they] wasn't fired years ago."

"Just walk around in circles for a minute."

"We're intelligent people, right? Why can't we make up our own story?"

"Make sure you study it closely and remember it carefully."

"Onward, [Name], to destiny!"

"You're not supposed to be here, yet! This is all a spoiler! Quick, [Name], close your eyes!"

"I want to watch you for every moment that you're powerless, to see you made humble."

"It's your time to shine! You are the star! It's your story now; shape it to your heart's desires."

"My life is normal, I am normal. Everything will be fine. I am okay."

"No, this couldn't go any way except badly."

"Do you have zero consideration for others?"

"And this time, suppose we don't wander so far off track, hm?"

"Yes, this is exciting! Just me and [Name], forging a new path, a new story!"

"Now, I'm not asking for me, I'm asking for her."

"Oh look at these two! How they wish to destroy one another! How they wish to control one another! How they both wish to be free."

"Ah, second player! It's good to have you on board. I guarantee you can't do any worse than the person who came before you."

"Sorry to break it to you, [Name], but that lift isn't coming back."

"I'm going to try to make this as miserable as possible and we'll see how long you can maintain."

"Nope! Still on board with death."

"I wanted us to be happy here, [Name], I really did."

"Don't tell me you're scared; that's not the [Name] I know!"

"Do it! Do it! DO IT! Do it, do it, do it, do it!"

"Oops, looks like I was wrong. How clumsy of me."

"I'll say it: This is the worst adventure I've ever been on."

"If I can make it through this door I can make it through them all."

"Isn't this a fun and unique place to be?"

"I'm at the mercy of an entire species, of invalids."

"Can you see? Can you see how much they need one another?"

"Ah, now this is making things a little more fun, isn't it, [Name]?"

"This is not a challenge. It's a tragedy."

"Ah, yes. Truly a room worth admiring."

"You need to be the one to do this, to reach out to [him/her/them]."

"Who'd want to commit their life to you?"

govthookercoulson:

mutantmimicry:

Abel walked forward, less hesitantly than before but still slightly unsure of Agent Coulson. He slowly took the card from his hand and inspected it with a smile. “I’ll definitely think about… especially if it will keep other government entities off my ass for a while.”

“Definitely think on it but please let me know either way. And yes I can divert government agencies away from you, and either way I intend to.”

“Good, good. I could use a night to sleep on it.” Abel walked towards the door and held it open for Coulson. He suspected he already knew where the door was but he wanted to be polite after being rude to him. “Thank you for coming by I guess. Even if it was uninvited, I enjoyed your company.”

#do you wanna start a new thread or just be like #-time passes-#-dawn of the next day-#-something like that?-#:3

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#fc #copycat

kidfrombrccklyn:

STEVE NEVER THOUGHT OF HIMSELF AS A CELEBRITY. That was why it was so strange to him that others found it an honor to meet him. He was just a kid from Brooklyn who had gotten lucky and stumbled into the role of Captain America. While he took his role seriously, he never understood the national FASCINATION with it. But perhaps it wasn’t his to understand. He was meant to be a protector, someone who would stand up for those who couldn’t. He was grateful just to have the OPPORTUNITY to touch as many lives as he could. Steve gave Abel a little smile and shrug of his shoulders at the comment. ❝ They sure do. Can hardly keep track of them all. If someone woulda told me about the world being how it is today, back in the 30′s… I don’t think I woulda BELIEVED ‘em, ❞ he confessed.

He listened intently, extremely CURIOUS as to the other man’s powers. They were fascinating and able to do some major damage, he was sure. Steve was grateful that Abel was on SHIELD’s side. Having to deal with powers like that in a battle would be incredibly DIFFICULT. He gave a nod as Abel described his abilities. At the last comment, Steve gave a soft chuckle. ❝ I bet, ❞ he said amicably. ❝ So, theoretically, you could obtain my supersoldier abilities? ❞

Abel couldn’t fathom being alive at the time, with so much having changed since, but he could see that there was probably a world of difference between that time and today. Not only because of super heroes and powers but just socially and racially. The world was always changing and Abel was always in wonder at how things seemed different from his childhood to today so he couldn’t imagine the culture shock for Steve when he woke up from his ice nap.

“Super strength, reflexes, heightened awareness of surroundings; sure it’s easy to replicate those abilities, but I still couldn’t throw a shield the way you do. Our minds work differently so there might be things I would be better at but I’m not the original user of the ability and I don’t know the best way to make them work.” Abel shrugged. “I also might not know how to activate an ability and then it’s even more awkward. If I can figure it out its fine but if there’s a special trick to it that I don’t know then I could end up in a tight spot.”

pietraquill:

mutantmimicry:

“Where are you looking to go? Do you need, like, a hospital?” He raised an eyebrow to the stranger. “Or just to get your bearings? Cause we can get out of here if you want and go for a walk? Whatever sounds best to you.”

“Oh no no no, no hospital. Definitely bearings.” She said with a nod. “I mean, I don’t want to pull you away from the party, but if a walk is on the table then I’m not going to refuse it. If that’s alright with you,”.

“This party was just a distraction, anyway. I could use some fresh air.” The brunette smiled. “My names, Abel.” He said as he started towards the door, inclining his head in a gesture for her to follow. “You have a name?” Abel questioned with a small laugh.

romasorceress:

mutantmimicry:

Abel felt her mind start to probe his own and he could feel the immense power she held… something he had never seen before or tried to mimic. “I wouldn’t lie to someone who could erase me from existence with a wave of the hand.” He chuckled.

“You’re on a whole other level of ability. I’ve never felt power like yours before. Would be fun to try and play around with it sometime but I wouldn’t mimic it without your permission.” He nodded enthusiastically. “How does it work?”

Wanda’s lip twitched up in a little smirk. She probably could erase him from existence. Even possibly by accident with how unpredictable and dangerous they could be. “Good point,” she stated.

The witch glanced at her hands for a moment. Power. It sometimes felt more like a curse than anything else. She frowned at his words about it being fun to play around with, eyes meeting his again. “It’s not something to play around with. It’s dangerous and unpredictable. Very much connected to my emotions which can easily be erratic,”

Abel frowned and nodded, understanding that power was not something to be messed with... but unable to help feel a pull towards the darker side of things. He always did his best to ignore but he wouldn’t deny it’s existence; everybody has the potential for good or bad within them.

“Sorry... I’m not the best with words at times but I would never do anything recklessly.” Abel looked down at his hands. “I’m not the enemy. Of course I could very well have been if I wasn’t so damn stubborn. I’m afraid of being a friend if all it will get me is public disdain and government reigns. I’m lost more than anything... but being a mimic isn’t so bad if you learn how to mimic the very people who want you dead.” He sighed. “You learn how to survive.”

thepilotandthedoctor:

“Well, I always did love a man who could hold his own against a serial killer.” He said with a grin. “But I guess we’ll just have a wait and see if I go “Norman Bates” on you or not.” Fingers slid under the strap of his backpack, adjusting it higher on his shoulder. “Not much of a ‘beer’ person, but if you’ve got tea or coke, that’ll do…Also whiskey or brandy. Those will do too.”

“Norman Bates, huh? Saying you got a mommy issue, too?” Abel joked. “And I don’t have any hard liquor but I can always buy some on our walk back. There’s a liquor store a block over from my place. Gotta love 24/7 stores, right?”

“Any other necessities I should pick up? Snacks? Condoms and lube?” He further joked with a wink and a laugh, trying to see where the line was with this handsome stranger.

sovietbcrn:

Jonathan shook his head, tucking the phone back into his pocket. “It’s just my Mom…well she’s not actually my mom but….close enough. I call her that.” He felt a little guilty for not calling her back and letting her know he was alright, but he was willing to take her yelling at him. “It’s hard though. I have tried. If I put up a wall, I can hear the Phoenix. The voices usually drown it out so it is between one or the other.”

“With time you will learn to control the Phoenix... and no one will be your match.” Abel smiled. “But for now, keep your barriers as strong as possible and if you need the voices, just crack a window in your little mental home. Learn to control the flow of mental energy all around you, don’t be a sponge to it all.”

govthookercoulson:

mutantmimicry:

“Glad to know. I haven’t met many mutants that I could consider friendly but then again I’ve never had to work with many of the ‘good ones’ before.” Abel couldn’t tell if the other was lying or if he was being honest, but he felt eased by this Agent. “Well, I guess I look forward to getting to work with you and get to know you better, sir. Does that mean I have to come with you? Or do you take my phone number or… well you probably have that already, don’t you?”

Phil got a business card holder out and offered one. “Here. If you want to think on this for a bit, feel free to call me later.”

Abel walked forward, less hesitantly than before but still slightly unsure of Agent Coulson. He slowly took the card from his hand and inspected it with a smile. “I’ll definitely think about... especially if it will keep other government entities off my ass for a while.”

grandmaster-of-the-universe:

He rolled his eyes at the question. Of course that was the only thing he would ask.

“Telepath.”

A partial truth, but he was still annoyed so it was all the boy was getting for now.

“You’ve really never seen an alien before?”

Abel hadn’t felt his mind being probed, which meant this ‘Grandmaster’ was more powerful than himself. As quickly as he was surprised by the sight of the other, he adjusted his mental barriers and took a more defensive stance, preparing an escape route if he needed it.

“Never. You’re the first.” He scoffed. “Is it an honor to meet you or are you here to kill me?”