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@oceanprose
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character(s): amanda young, breha organa, diana prince, dreamfyre, jill roberts, kirsty cotton, needy lesnicki, ola ahlstrom*, primrose everdeen.
* indicates an oc.
@playernctpuck: for bruce wayne.
"Bruce?" she called out, walking over to him with a kind smile. Diana had been placed in DC not too long ago and this, it had been the first time a familiar face showed itself. "You have no idea how comforting it is to see you. How long have you been here? In DC, that is."
@drvcxrys: for sam carpenter.
"One thing I won't do to go viral? I will not be dancing," she stated with a laugh to follow. The thought was hilarious. Her dancing? No way. "What do you think you'd go viral for?"
“ You don’t know ? You stole my face ! “ Jessie did not understand that there could be two humans who looked the same . That there could be two people with the same face . Such a thought was outstanding to her . If she wasn’t meant to be here , how come there was someone who looked exactly like her ? “ I was ! I was a cowgirl doll and everything was glorious . And now , I’m here . I hate it . My name is - was - Jessie . “
"I can promise you I didn't steal your face! I don't know why we look alike!" she exclaimed, becoming more and more irritated as the conversation went on. Prim didn't have the answers. How could she? "You were a cowgirl doll?" she said, much softer than the words that came before. "Jessie," her voice was, finally, calm. "I don't think you can lose your name. I'm sure you get to keep that." As Prim considered Jessie's words, she shuffled in her space and tried to seem more collected. "I'm not from here, either."
@musessongs: for kaz brekker.
"This is going to sound crazy," she started and, surely, her talking to a stranger was insane enough. "I have to ask. Have we met before?" The dreams didn't make any sense, having seen faces that she'd never approached. For some odd reason, the other look oddly familiar, but a part of her wondered if he was just another soul she had stumbled upon in hell.
"breha?" padme smiled at the other woman, it was nice to see another familiar face. "some days I don't believe it either," she laughed. "I'm so happy to see you as well," she paused. "I want to thank you, and bail,"
"Oh," Breha let out, a smile curled up at the tips of her mouth as she looked at Padme joyfully. "You don't need to thank us," she nodded, reassuring the woman with that same grin. "Leia turned out to be a lot like you, you know. Strong girl."
andarna was trying not to be too harsh with her words when it came to the other. she knew exactly what andarna was going through. well, at least the whole ‘becoming human’ part anyways. “i suppose the beds are comfortable.” she agreed with a nod of her head. andarna was a rather grumpy dragon and that had translated to her human form too. “not that i can think of. i want to be back in my dragon body. i… do not like this, dreamfyre. i have not found anything that makes it… worth it.” she admitted sadly.
"They are comfortable," she reassured the other, giving Andarna a nod of approval. It was hard to look at the positives of things, Dreamfyre did know that that. This, however was better than what occurred in her own life. The world hadn't been driven to madness. She had clawed out of chaos on to find her demise in the sky by men. "This form may not be ideal, but I am grateful that I am alive," she started. "I rather this than a sheep. We cannot dwell."
@oceanprose | Ingrid & Ola.
Ingrid hadn't seen her syster since -- since before Ola died. And that was difficult for her, of course. Losing her sister and coven mate. She knew it was difficult for Armand, too, on a different level. "Ola?" She asks, feeling as though her eyes were deceiving her, somehow. "You're alive," Bloody tears well in her golden eyes, threatening to spill over. "How are you alive?"
"I don't know," she started, looking at her bloodily tearful sister. Ola was confused. However, that felt like an understatement. She had just died. Met her fate with the sunlight and burnt to a crisp. No matter how comforting it felt to be in the presence of her sister, she just didn't know how to act. Or, react. "I don't—where are we?" she asked in desperation, her voice low and soft.
@dreadbound: for millie calloway.
Things had been relatively okay. She was working, she was clean. Life might've not been completely ideal, but Amanda wasn't going to complain. Or, well, she was but not outwardly and not to a stranger. That didn't stop her from being visibly angry. A hand ran through her hair, a gasp of annoyance exhaled as she looked over to the other. "Can I help you with something?" she asked, irritation evident in the inquiry.
@hiddendarkrosesx: for max baker.
"She's here. She's here. She's going to start killing again," Needy exhaled, pacing around like a maniac. "I beat her once. I can beat her again," though, she desperately tried to ease the worries that heavily lingered within herself. "Oh my, God. You must think I'm crazy! I didn't even realize— sorry."
@playernctpuck: for spencer dutton.
"Umm, is this seat taken?" The café was full and she didn't quite want to go home, not yet. Work had been long, so the coffee was more than needed.
Was that [KATIE DOUGLAS]? Oh no no, that was just [JILL ROBERTS], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [SCREAM IV]. They are [TWENTY] years old, use [SHE/HER], and [ARE NOT] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.
can you just sit still? (primrose and jessie) @oceanprose
" Oh . Oh . Oh ! What is going on ? We look exactly alike . What is this ? " Jessie was freaking out . Nothing about this place had made sense to her . She was meant to be home . She was meant to be home with her friends , where it was safe . She was meant to be the same cowgirl she had always been . Jessie was meant to protect Bonnie . And now , she was standing in front of someone that looked exactly like her . " Who are you ? Were you also a doll ? "
"Oh—" she gasped aloud, looking at the other with surprise. "I—I don't know. I don't know," her eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing. It wasn't a mirror. That was a whole other person who looked exactly like.. her? "I'm, uh," she tried to start, still in a bit of a shock. "I'm Prim. A doll? No. I wasn't a.. a doll. What?" Now? On top of surprised, she was confused. "Were you a doll? Who are you? I just can't believe this."
Burdock looked up at the stranger when they approached, and nearly stumbled back at the sight. Asterid. He nearly scooped her up in a hug before realize the woman wasn't his wife. A look of excitement got replaced by a look of confusion. Who was this woman who looked so much like Asterid? "Uh, I'm Burdock. Burdock Everdeen." He replied, with a warm smile. "Who are you?"
Burdock Everdeen. A gasp exhaled, as Primrose stared at him while her head tilted to the side. It took her a moment to put it together, seeing Burdock for who he actually was. "Dad?" she said, a smile coming up on her expression, wide and bright. "Is it really you?" She could not believe it. Primrose was seven when the mines exploded, her mother going into a deep sadness. She might've been young, but she remembered it like yesterday.
“ honestly , i haven't gotten much of a chance to listen to what's new out there , ” he confessed. “ i've been dealing with ... a lot in my personal life. i could always use some recommendations , though. you got anything good to suggest ? ”
"That's okay," she offered him a kind smile, followed with a nod. "It get it. Life can be rough," there was a sigh that was given but the grin was quick to return. "Do you want to take a listen? I have a lot of music on my phone," she pulled out an earbud, handing it over to him. "Here. Take a listen. It's very mellow."
@dreadbound: for gigi graham.
"I am so tired," Kirsty said, looking over at the other with a sad expression. "School's killer," she started. "Work's boring." Her shoulders rolled into a shrug before sighing. "Want to get a coffee?"
@musessongs: for aemond targarygen.
"You, I know you," she approached him with a finger extended and pointed. "Aemond," the name finally came to. The brother to her rider, the son that struggled to bond with a dragon, at first. "I don't know how to say this," she had continued as she shifted in her stance awkwardly. "I'm Dreamfyre. The Queen's dragon."
