penny's cinematic universe

if you know you know.

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name. species. occupation / any apocalypse specific info / apocalypse location.

amos. human or immortal verse dependent. engineer. brothel owner. / human - ex angel corp - mechanic - bar owner - underground brothel & fight ring operator. / vega.

hannah. human. jewelry & accessories designer / seamstress & jack of all craft trades. / vega.

naomi. human. engineer. / tbd. / tbd.

dante. human. ex-soldier. ex-possessed. danger magnet. / ditto. / wilderness. / vega or tbd.

william. mutant - energy manipulation / lt. in gabriel's army. / gabe's base.

andy. immortal. / ditto. / helena & wherever.

reese. human. temporarily immortal. psychic - artist - avatar of tbd. / ditto. / belle chase.

takeshi. immortal. / mercenary. / roams.

mikkah. mutant - can absorb or inflict injuries & illnesses. / doctor. / helena.

aisling. nephilim. opera singer in training / daughter of michael. voice of heaven, jr. / roaming.

melody. immortal / music & elementary teacher. / belle chase.

bobbie. gunnery sergeant. / angel corp. / vega.

chrisjen. undersecretary of un / on high council / helena.

michio. salvager - engineer - med tech. / medic in the angel corp. & helps out w/ engineering as needed / vega.

selene. vampire. / n/a

max. werewolf. 16-22 depending on verse. / ditto. / currently roaming.

elizabeth. ai from the future. / tbd. / tbd.

jem. nephilim. 13-20 depending on verse. creation magic. / daughter of gabriel. / roams a lot - belle chase and roams a lot.

gabriel. angel. messenger of god. / wherever his base of operation is at the time.

uzza / ezra. fallen angel oc. / location tbd.

wynter. witch. dark & blood magic. vengeance path. / same. / varies.

drummer. human. pirate and or military leader / tbd. / tbd.

tara beaumont. human. / noble. / vega.

OPEN starters. MEMES tag. RELATIONSHIPS tracker. APOCALYPSE BIOS.

[themcrningstaar-blog]

+1 MICHAEL

[zero-g-mech]

The Expanse 2x13 ↳ Bobbie in her power armor

[allmyandroids]

Pookie and his smoothie 💕

[allmyandroids]

[cowboyhudsons]

[allmyandroids]

our handsome gentleman ✨️

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[joelsknees]

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open starter. - joel. / apocalypse / tlou.

"Sure, why not, I'm feeling uncommonly brave today -- I'll give you one freebie. Anything you wanna know about the world in the before times, and I promise to probably answer honestly."

[yumyumpod]

[daniellecampbell]

[fivendandelions]

THE LAST OF US 2.02 – Through the Valley

[bratmillers]

THE LAST OF US (2025) | 2.06

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open starter. - reese. / hydra

     She’s traded one room for another, one keeper for another.   In the end, it’s all the same to her.  Walls are just walls, and she doesn’t need much.  Her notebook, her sketch pads, her easels and canvas, her brushes, her paints.   Music is a welcome reprieve from the chaos in her head, though if she isn’t careful, her mind slips into the habits of a lifetime before of creating her own – and that rarely ends well.   They’ve been told it’s easier to just let her have what she wants, her music, and her head phones, her cigarettes and her solitude.   It’s easier than the chaos that comes from the nightmares that tear apart the semblance of calm that the structure, routine, and the chemical control create.  

     She waits, in the nearly empty room that she has been ushered into.   Empty, except for three boxes, on a table, in the center of the room.   Empty, except for the sketchpad and pencils sat on the table.  Waiting for her, she imagined.  But she was waiting for something in turn.  A voice.  The new voice.  And so she sat, the tip of her thumb rubbing against the callouses on her fingertips, waiting. 

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open starter. - reese. / any verse.

     It was odd, how that part of her brain that remained functional, or at least … some pretense of functional, knew that the rise and fall of her chest was ragged and shallow, desperately so, but in every span of muscle and skin in her body it felt like she was heaving for greedy breaths.   Short.  Shallow breaths, her body rigid, pressed back as far as actually possible from the form that towered over her, fingers digging into her, as if anything more than the razor sharp edge pressed into the tender hollow where jaw met throat, digging into, dragging its way through the minute layers of skin.   The thin trail of blood felt icy against her throat, dripping down to smear across the hollow of her collarbone – 

      “What are you waiting for –  do it, then.”