"Game on."

indie highly selective multimuse roleplay. Primary muse: KATHERINE PIERCE from The Vampire Diaries. Others include muses from Supernatural, Bates Motel, Greek, Labyrinth etc. Medium-low activity, multi-everything, formerly ofpiercingschemes. Please read the About and Rules.

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jeep-lover

「His grunts pause and Stiles looks up from the engine and over to her, a sour look coming onto his face. “It is to me,” he hisses before he continues his work on his beloved Jeep. “This car was my mom’s you know, she wanted me to have when I got my license,” Stiles continues before he pauses as he grunts once, cursing as he brushes against a hot coil. Of course, his car just had to die out in the middle of nowhere. “It’s the only thing I have left from her, besides, ya’ know photos and stuff.” Stiles mumbles quietly as he swallows befor he gestures to the duck tape. “Hand me that roll, would you?”」

“Mm, how touching. I figured it had to have sentimental value,” her gaze travels the length of the Jeep, nose crinkling and lips curling with judgment, “you’re clearly not keeping it for style or practicality.”  A small smirk overtakes Katherine’s expression the longer she watches him struggle to fix the car, finding amusement in his predicament. She nearly ignores the request, because why should Katherine bother? But it’s a fun little show to watch, call her bored. She reaches for the roll of tape and throws it at Stiles with a touch more (vampire) force than necessary. “Don’t you think sentimentality holds you back?” An off-handed question. “There’s really no point to it.” But for all her talk, even Katherine Pierce is sentimental from time to time.

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A plotted thing with Pearl for @itsgclden​​

A loud rumble and a booming crash disrupt the lounging mermaid’s peace; Pearl bolts upright into a sitting position on the rock in time to see a large, flying human contraption crashing to the ground. There’s fire, humans scattering everywhere, there are bodies----- a truly atrocious sight, the screams and crying deafening to her ears. She’s quick to dive back into the ocean, body curving delicately forward as she does so. Underwater the noise is muffled, she’s protected, and Pearl knows she should flee. She’s not experienced around humans and they can be threats, but … but …

Blonde hair and blue eyes break the surface of the water, her gaze lingering on the plane wreckage (even if she doesn’t know the word ‘plane’). People are hurt and it’s impulsive, irresponsible but she can’t turn her back on them. She swims to the end of the beach, on the other side of a rock formation where she’s well hidden, and pushes herself out of the ocean.

It takes some time, even with her abilities and the sunshine, to dry off enough that her bright mermaid tail is replaced by legs. Pearl stands up, wobbly, a flowy sea green dress having appeared on her body, and makes her way toward the scene of the accident. The first person she spots is a golden haired girl, looking frightened (then again, they’re all frightened). The mermaid-on-legs hurries toward her, using the legs as well as she can muster, concern written on her face. “Are you alright? I was just------ I saw the crash. Are you hurt?”

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" You were meant to be watching him! "

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" Nothing's THAT important, you know. "

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" Find some proof that she's betrayed you. " 

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“ I’m not really surprised that you murdered him. "

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“Uhm------ about the Labyrinth?” There’s the cadence of surprise and a certain sprinkle of disbelief. The answer is pretty obvious, at least to Sarah. “People would think I’ve lost it. Can you imagine if I tried to explain the existence of an entire other realm? They can’t handle knowing the Goblin Kingdom exists, or worse, that all these magical beings are real!” She laughs easily, a pure sound, but then a little bit of sadness creeps in. “I wish I could. I don’t like hiding it.” A frown. Sometimes she barely understands how Giselle can be so open about being from Andalasia, a literal fairytale world, and how her red-haired friend has yet to run into trouble for it. She supposes it’s because of Giselle’s endearing charisma; people do think she’s peculiar, but they don’t care. Still, Sarah isn’t ready to tell the world about the Labyrinth, nor is she sure it’s SAFE to do so. “Even if someone believes me, that might end up being worse ... I would hate to put the Kingdom in danger. Nah, best keep it all secret save for a few friends.” 

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“I could’ve, yeah,“ it’s an easygoing retort with no hint of guilt or shame, punctuated by a nod that makes her curls lightly bounce. “But I didn’t want my presence in town to be known just yet.” It’s Katherine’s whole M.O., to do what’s best for her and her alone, everyone else be damned.  “Besides, I figured you could handle a vampire hunter or two on your own,” she shrugs, a smirk spreading on painted lips. “And seeing as you’re still in one piece, I was right.” Katherine is glad for that; despite what her selfishness may indicate, she’s fond of her younger cousin and would prefer if no harm befell Cora. 

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He paces back and forth, hands balled up into fists. “Mistake? MISTAKE? Somebody’s dead and you’re calling it a mistake?!” Words are flying out of him fast, angry, loud. Rage and frustration have gripped the usually mild-mannered Norman and he whips around to face the other man, his index finger jabbing the air toward Sylar. “This is your fault. She was innocent, and now she’s dead!”

A body lays lifeless on the pavement, the cut to the forehead that exposes the brain a tell-tale sign that the murderer is Sylar. Thank goodness he did it. It couldn’t have been me, I’d know, I’d remember. I could never...

“Ahhhr!” A frustrated yell rips out of him.

“What is WRONG with this town? No matter what we do, someone always ends up dead!!” He can’t tell his mother, no, she’ll worry too much and she has enough on her plate. Norman doesn’t want to turn Sylar in, either ... he knows the serial killer has been trying to do better and he deserves a chance. His eyes well up and he faces the guilty man, the anger deflating into fear: “What are we going to do?”

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A smile flashes, as mischievous as it is evasive. “I’ve had a few witchy allies over the centuries,” Katherine explains, dark curls framing her face. “They’re powerful, which means they’re useful------- especially for my protection.” With so many years spent on the run, ensuring her SAFETY was always one of her foremost priorities.

“Of course, the alliances didn’t always end peacefully,” the female vampire pulls a dramatic face, pouting and wrinkling her nose, “witches can be fickle.” (and Katherine can be selfish and sell them out if it benefits her, but that part is going to remain unsaid). “But for the most part they helped, and taught me a lot about their ways. I always have one on speed dial, ” a confident grin spreads, “you know, should you need one.”

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Fingers grip the iron crowbar tightly and feet are spread wide in a fighting stance, ready to take a swing if the spirit as much as moves in her direction. Bloody Mary is complicated-------- the young hunter feels bad for her, there is SYMPATHY there, and there’s a deep pull within Ashley to try and help instead of eliminate.

“I gave you a chance,” there is urgency in her speech, gaze boring fiercely into the ghost, “but people keep turning up dead. With blood streaked cheeks, Mary, who ELSE did that if not you?” The dead girl is looking at her like she always expected Ashley to stab her in the back, and Ashley hates it. Hates it because deep down she fears Bloody Mary is right. Was their confrontation always inevitable? Not ever monster can be saved. She takes a breath, shoulders squaring as she prepares to fight. “I don’t want to eliminate you, but you have to STOP!”

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👿  𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒  𝐎𝐅  𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

 A VARIETY & MIXTURE OF NETFLIX’S CAOS PROMPTS, * WARNING: TRIGGERS APPLY; SATANIC WORSHIP, DEATH, GORE & CANNIBALISM. CHANGE PRONOUNS AS NEEDED / FITTING .

❛    i feel bad for her, living in that house, all alone.   ❜

❛  i see the bad moon arising, i see trouble on the way.   ❜

❛   hello?  ❜

❛   help me, please .. ❜

❛    you poor creature, my cottage is just down the road.   ❜

❛   did we just watch different movies?   ❜

❛    the only person you’re going to scare is yourself.    ❜

❛   1692, 13 witches were hung in the woods, their angry spirits haunt the woods.   ❜

❛   how do you know so much, about witches?  ❜

❛   no, [ name ], we’ll have none of your necromancy.   ❜

❛   you can bury it in the pet cemetery.   ❜

❛   familiars are goblins taking on the role of animals.   ❜

❛   when your fully a witch, you’ll be younger longer.   ❜

❛   your only supposed to miss things after you say goodbye to them, right? ❜

❛   i am continuously missing everything.   ❜

❛   now, spirits, we will wait.   ❜

❛    we don’t want half - breeds at the academy.  ❜

❛    and who exactly are you calling a half - breed?   ❜

❛   isn’t that what you are? half witch, half mortal? ❜

❛   i’m not going to be baited and bullied by you.  ❜

❛    what are you doing?   ❜

❛    a curse. you’re cursing me. ❜

❛    stepped into some poison ivy, got to wash it off of me.   ❜

❛    if truly i am cursed today, let water wash the hex away.   ❜

❛    there’s nothing we can’t handle, as long as we’re being honest with each other.  ❜

❛    we all signed the book and proudly, i might add.    ❜

❛    the path of night or the path of light but not both.   ❜

❛    witches without covens are easy pickings.   ❜

❛   a witch hunter? is that possible? ❜

❛    could of been a movie star if chosen, like cousin montgomery.  ❜

❛    when i was your age, i signed my name in the book of the beast.   ❜

❛   us girls didn’t have any options back then.   ❜

❛   you’ll be the death of me and i’ll be death of you.   ❜

❛   i’m pretty into comics and graphic novels.   ❜

❛    isn’t that why you summoned us?   ❜

❛    they’re your enemies, you’ll have to do most of the work. ❜

❛   you’re not meddling in mortal affairs again, are you?  ❜

❛   she annoyed me, so i killed her and buried her in the yard.   ❜

❛    you could have warned me. ❜

❛    save your breath, we know you lied, you’re a terrible lair.   ❜

❛   we don’t need a reason to torment mortal boys. ❜

❛    i want both, i want freedom and power.   ❜

❛   he’ll never give you that, thought of you or any of us having both terrifies him.  ❜

❛   eventually there will come a time when i bury you and you stay buried.   ❜

❛    it’s my satan given right to kill you as many times as i please.  ❜

❛    it’s better to forget the mortal world.   ❜

❛    how clever, you’re dressed as your future. ❜

❛     are you willing to place our dark lord above all other’s in your life? ❜

❛    show me mercy, please .. please, dark lord.   ❜

❛    i am worthy of your love by kissing your beautiful feet.   ❜

❛    i admire your defiance, girl/boy.   ❜

❛    you think you can defeat me? you cannot.  ❜

❛    your flesh is mortal and in the end, all mortal flesh must burn.   ❜

❛    i’m not going to the academy to hook up with hot warlocks.   ❜

❛   i’m going to learn how to defeat the dark lord.   ❜

❛    what about classes like conjuring, rituals, demonology? ❜

❛    why do you have to be such a warlock slut all the time?   ❜

❛   i don’t need you to tell me my business.   ❜

❛    this .. this was a mistake.    ❜

❛   the thing i carved more than anything in the world was revenge.   ❜

❛    we’re going to play a game.   ❜

❛    perhaps your life could do with more purpose.   ❜

❛   must you be negative about every idea that i have?  ❜

❛   a demon, demon. a scary demon.   ❜

❛    not the devil, [ name ], a demon, in the house.   ❜

❛   what do you mean a demon? what kind of demon?  ❜

❛   now that is how you trap a demon.   ❜

❛   never open a magic box if you don’t know what’s inside it.  ❜

❛    mother of demons? you abandoned me, mother.  ❜

❛    i believe, i’m in the wrong nightmare …   ❜

❛   well, now that you’ve done it, how’s it taste? your heat?   ❜

❛   you know what they say, you can’t polish a turd.  ❜

❛    once i wake you up, you must run.   ❜

❛    praise satan!   ❜  

❛   can witches perform exorcisms?   ❜

❛   my mortal friends are talking about demons, what if they talk about witches next?  ❜

❛   give me their names and i’ll make sure they stop talking about anything.   ❜

❛   maybe i can find out the demon’s name and what it wants.   ❜

❛   having a name is always helpful.   ❜

❛   leave? why would i do that? its so nice and warm and sinful in here.    ❜

❛    you’re not even here, how rude …    ❜

❛   it felt like he was slithering down my throat.   ❜

❛   demons have an awful sense of humor. can you blame them? they live in hell.    ❜

❛   do you think that god could be punishing me?   ❜

❛   so if witches can’t perform exorcisms then what can they … we do?   ❜

❛   that worm will burrow its way back to hell where it belongs.    ❜

❛   nothing. nothing has happened. which is the problem.   ❜

❛   i mean, how am i ever going to out wit the dark lord?    ❜

❛   your poor, weak, feeble heart couldn’t handle the strain, could it?   ❜

❛   out wit the dark lord? why, [ name ], what ever do you mean?   ❜

❛   this doesn’t happen as much as it used to, us walking home together.   ❜

❛   why does it look like the texas chainsaw massacre has been nailed to our door?   ❜

❛    what happened to the people? the hill people?   ❜

❛   wait, you want this? you want to be sacrificed?    ❜

❛   if you wanted to escape, i would happily look the other way.   ❜

❛   i don’t know what happens when we die, it’s impossible to know.   ❜

❛  yes but what do you believe?   ❜

❛   you’re killing the mood, either get in or get out.   ❜

❛   oh, you had me at boys to torment.   ❜

❛   and satan knows, who we might chance upon in the woods.   ❜

❛   i’ll tell ya, i’ve seen some strange things out here.   ❜

❛   once a hunter, always a hunter.   ❜

❛   you believe that, [ name ], after what we just saw?    ❜

❛   how’s your faith in the mortal boy any different than my faith in the dark lord?    ❜

❛   why is your faith more valid than mine?    ❜

❛   does dying hurt?    ❜

❛   are you talking about a resurrection spell?    ❜

❛   necromancy is one or the darkest and dangerous of sacred magics.   ❜

❛   why are we burying her here? why not just leave her in the woods?    ❜

❛   why must you always assume the universe grant you special privileges?    ❜

❛   there is no cheating fate.    ❜

❛   you’ve crossed a line. no, no, you’ve completely erased it.   ❜

❛   there’s no reason to think that the spell will fail.   ❜

❛   you’re playing with life and death and you don’t even know the basics.   ❜

❛   you lied to me. you did the one thing that i told you not to do.    ❜

❛   the witch you killed and brought back to life is getting sicker and sicker.

❛  you’ve opened pandora’s box.    ❜

❛   we are standing in a grave, all of us and you want to dig it deeper.    ❜

❛  you don’t know what i’m capable of.   ❜

❛   everything has a price.   ❜

❛   i can see things, things i shouldn’t be able too.    ❜

❛   but what does it mean to be witch?   ❜

❛   why are you virgins so aggressive?    ❜

❛   i smell virgins the way rabid dogs smell blood.   ❜

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“Break ... the universe ... uh, little harsh, don’t you think?” Raised brows frame rounded, somewhat concerned eyes, Pearl’s mouth slightly gaping; she almost looks comical. The mermaid in human form moves closer to the mirror where Bloody Mary is speaking from and lays a gentle hand over the glass, feeling the coolness on her palm. “I understand, though. Sometimes I myself get angry over things I can’t yet change, and it’s so overwhelming I feel the urge to destroy------ but I don’t.” A gentle smile. “I take a deep breath and remember it’s best to keep fighting to fix things, not break them.” There is so much Pearl wishes was different, not only in her own life and how she put her entire kingdom in danger but also with the ghost inside the mirror. Nothing that happened to Mary was fair, or her fault. The mermaid sighs. “We’ll get you out of that mirror permanently one day, Mary, we will.” 

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“No one was supposed to find out I’m a witch.” Her posture was tense and eyes narrowed, Latin enchantments on the tip of her tongue should the need to utter them arise.

Witches could sense things others couldn’t. Mary knew the girl standing in front of her with a smirk on her face was not human. Demon, perhaps? That might explain how she had sneaked up on Mary. “I covered my tracks…how did you find me?”

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A laugh pushes past the smirk, and it’s a cold sound. Katherine’s amused by how concerned Mary is, finding power in the intimidation, and yet she seeks to placate the witch. “I don’t wish to turn you in to the Witch Hunters, or harm you,” her tone is honeyed and she steps closer, watching intently. She found Mary by the scent of mixed herbs and blood coming from her house, something too subtle for people but rather obvious for creatures with a better nose ... creatures such as vampires. 

“You covered them well enough to hide yourself from the humans ... “ The implication lingers for a moment before the veins on Katherine’s face darken, eyes redden and fangs sprout. If her intentions were to kill, she would’ve done so by now.

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They always said the devil was tempting.

A hunter should NOT be messing with any supernatural creatures but Ashley can’t stop herself—— doesn’t want to stop. There’s something about him, beyond the obvious charm and good looks, something primal and exciting that’s breaking down all of Ashley’s reservations about kissing Lucifer himself. He approaches her in that impeccable suit and with the familiar smirk on his face, all too aware of his effect on women, and she doesn’t move away. No, Ashley leans in, as he does, and something akin to butterflies flutter in her stomach.

Their lips touch and it’s an intoxicating rush, the partiers at LUX all but disappearing as she feels like there’s only the two of them in the world. The kiss is so much better than kissing the devil should ever be, it makes the young hunter’s mind spin. She moves with him, hands coming to softly grip the back of his suit, and she allows Lucifer to deepen the kiss. If there’s guilt, it’ll only come tomorrow, because for now Ashley feels heavenly.

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She’s lounging on his couch, bored, a glass of wine in hand, and she peers at him from atop the rim as she sips. Sylar is going over the list, that damn list of names of people with powers that he’s obsessed with. He’s choosing his next victim no doubt, but Katherine feels neglected. The vampire pouts, a complaint voiced aloud, and why shouldn’t she complain? She’s there, ALL his attention should be on her.

Thankfully he gets the hint before she’s too aggravated------ his papers are telekinetically shoved aside and he takes the glass from her, setting it on the table before sinking on the couch next to Katherine. He flashes a grin ( a grin so cocky it annoys her!) before leaning in and firmly pressing his lips to hers, arms snaking around her lithe frame. She exhales into his mouth, the passion growing within her as she immediately deepens the kiss. She won’t admit it, not ever, but when she’s around Sylar she lets her emotional guard down just a little,