it had been a while since he had ever thought about prison worlds, even before his death he would actively try and AVOID thinking of anything relating to the Parkers; Liv was an exception but she always had been. “there are a few things we’d need…” he still wasn’t sure if he could trust her, especially Bennett blood being one of the required items, he wanted to keep Bonnie safe from any potential harm. “knowing our luck, some of the stuff is probably already taken by Kai, the prisoner.” the crazy one.
“I was the last of my family but, I’ve seen a few other packs,” a lot of them were gone now, the more he thought about it; maybe she wasn’t that far off in thinking they had all died out.
“Ah, of course.” She scoffed. She could feel his uneasiness around her. She couldn’t blame him. They were species that hated each other. “Kai?” She asked, her eye brows raising up in confusion. “So the things that we need are probably with some psychopath who is locked here?” She asked, trying to understand everything.
“Really?” She asked, still hopeful. “I’ve sympathized with your kind for a long time. I used to be friends with one a long time ago.”
“it’s a world created by witches to hold —– people.” he held back the word monster, from what he heard monsters were a REAL THING now; not just bad people. “I have… no idea how we’ve all ended up here.”
her hesitant to shake his hand, brought a suspicious thought into his mind, watching her more closely now. if she was a threat, he’d rather know about her now, then have her be another to betray him. “you’re a vampire?” he asked, voicing his thoughts he didn’t care if she was, he wasn’t anyone to judge. He’d just rather know the people around him. “werewolf.” pointing to himself as if it might ease whatever she was currently feeling.
Penelope let out a disgruntled sigh as she rolled her eyes. Witches. Sometimes - well most of the time - she couldn’t stand witches. There had only been a handful that she’s met over the centuries that she actually enjoyed. Besides them, they got on her nerves and were simply annoying. “Great...do you know a way, or how we can get out of here?” She asked seriously.
When vampire left his lips, she seized up, ready to make the painful run to the other side into shade. But when he pointed to himself and said ‘werewolf’ Penelope felt time stand still - even for a second. “You’re a...werewolf...” She whispered. “that’s impossible, I thought they had all died. I haven’t seen one of your kind in about a hundred years...”
[ sarah bolger. 514. Cis female ] was that just PENELOPE DANIELSON, I saw coming out of MYSTIC GRILL? the VAMPIRE is known to be EMPATHETIC, but she could also be SPITEFUL and can be best described by PIERCING BLUE EYES, FROZEN COFFEE IN HER HANDS, AUTUMN LEAVES . [ wynne. 26. central. she/her ]
Penelope, when she was human, was a lady in waiting; her father and elder brother were knights of the king in Kilkenny, and she was the princesses lady in waiting.
She fell for a nobleman of another kingdom, and her father forbade her from trying to pursue it, but when she tried to convince the nobleman to speak reason to her father, but he refused but compelled Penelope to speak to her father again and to kill him if he does not come to an agreement. Later that night Penelope killed her father and when she realized what she had done she went to the man she loved and cried in sorrow, asking him to take her pain away to make it all alright again - so he promised her an eternity. Stupidly, Penelope thought it meant an eternity with him, so she agreed. She had his blood in her system then he killed her. However once she turned she was left alone, and scared at what she was.
Her first human blood came from her brother, who she drank dry. She couldn’t control herself, and out of heart break from losing her father, her brother, and her supposed love, she went on a killing spree - gaining nourishment and trying to fill the void that was in her heart.
Penelope became someone dark for about two hundred years, lost and confused until she met someone, who made her see the light. It was a human man, a few years “older” than her. She and the man quickly fell in love, but as they spent years together he began to notice that she did not change as she did, and she wished to turn him, so she compelled him to drink her blood, to kill him self, so he could join her in this eternal life. However, when he awoke and she forced him to feed, he grew angry. Calling her a monster, that he had turned her into a monster. So Penny did the only thing she could do, run.
For centuries she ran from him, and every where she ran, he had found her and tried to kill her. So she stopped finding love, it was love that caused her to live an eternal life of loneliness, and it was love that she now runs, fearful of her sad life.
Came to Mystic Falls a year ago, it was quiet, a town where nothing ever happened. She believed that maybe she was finally safe. She was going to build a life here forever how long she was able too.
Connections;
I’m really down for anything really~
old friends, contacts or something from over the years
new friends she makes/made
the dude that turned her?
the dude thats trying to kill her??
oooo an enemy??? that’ll be fun! She did a lot of crappy things, so obviously she’s done things to piss some people off in her past????
“hi —?” at the stranger, his eyebrows furrowed and suddenly felt ON EDGE. if this was a PRISON WORLD. every stranger now was a potential danger not just for the male, but for everyone here he cared about.
his tense posture, only slipped away by an inch at her question. “you were sent here as well? bright white light? just poofed you away?” he was tired, stressed and wanted to get drunk, but it seemed with everything going on, now was never going to be the right time.
“Yes...I was, you were too?” She asked, her brows frowning in suspicion. “I’m completely lost, do have any idea where we are? Why we are here?” She asked, her eyes narrowing. She went to take a step forward but stopped.
She was so confused on what was going on, she looked around her. Everything looked the same, but she looked back at the man and she didn’t really recognize him. Could she trust him? Was he a friend or foe? Oh she didn’t know; however she had no other choice but to take a leap of faith. If it turned for the worse, well... she’ll just have to end it. She’s done it before, she isn’t afraid to do it again.
“This can’t be happening.” Sure enough, there was Caroline’s childhood front yard with twin bicycles and toys strewn about the lawn. How was thing happening? She knelt down on the grass where two dolls lay, one blonde and one brunette - she’d bought them for Lizzie and Josie when they’d gone to New Orleans to track Klaus down all those years ago. A smile crept across her face - at least there was some good in all this frightening chaos. Memories of the girls as children played through her mind as she stood on the grass.
Caroline had never been in a prison world, but the air stood still like just before a storm in the real world. There was something unnerving about it, whether it was the magic or the knowledge that Kai could be lurking she didn’t know, but she knew standing about on her old lawn reminiscing of the girls’ childhood wasn’t practical or safe.
A noise sounding from behind her had her whipping her head around, ready to defend herself. “Who’s there!?”
“Just me...” Penny replied softly, holding her hands up. She had caught sight of the pretty blonde as she, herself, made a trip around the town trying to find answers, someone to explain. She had only lived in the small town for a short time before what ever the hell happened, well...happened. “I mean no harm.” She assured her, though if things got heated at any moment, Penelope was ready to fight.
He didn’t care he was trapped in some weird time-travel spell, he was convinced some witch was playing a trick on him - he’d certainly pissed off more than a few powerful ones in the decades he’d lived without his humanity.
“Okay! Fun’s over now!” He yelled up at the sky, sounding more British than ever in his anger, “Let me out of here before I start finding and killing people.” There was no way in hell he was the only person here…right?
There was a tiny little seed of doubt planted deep inside, a tiny little…niggle. As quick as it came, he shut it down. No way in hell was he about to turn it back on and let everything awful come flooding back…especially not while trapped in some witch’s idea of a punishment.
@mysticstarters
“Now, why on Earth, would you want to start killing people?” Penny asked, as she came up towards the man, quite intrigued that, that was his first response to being somewhere strange and unknown - at least to her. Now, she understood where he was coming from, and a couple hundred years ago she would have said the same thing - however killing just took things a tad to far in her opinion. “Surely there must be a different and less...morbid way to finding out what the hell is going on. Wont you agree?”
this all felt so familar to him, yet WRONG in so many ways, because he knew it wasn’t possible. they had gone back in time —— or he had, so far the wolf had not seen another person. but this, it wasn’t possible, people can’t just go back in time, no matter how much he had wished he could’ve only days — WEEKS AGO.
“hello?” tyler called out. “now would be a great time for more people to be around.”
Penelope walked out of her building, confused and worried; anxiety filled her being for the first time in a long time. Looking around her, she was trying to find someone, anyone that would be able to give her some answers. The woman closed her eyes, and simply: listened. Listened for any other sign of life around her, even in the distance. Then she heard it; and she raced towards it. Maybe, just maybe, they’ll be able to help her - give her some answers because she didn’t want to be stuck in a place she didn’t exist, shouldn’t exist.
“I’m not exactly what you would call ‘people’ but...hello.” She smiled at the stranger. “Perhaps, you can tell me what the bloody hell happened.” She asked, her old, English accent coming out.
She was tired, Penelope was exhausted with everything and that is why she decided to hide in a town of Mystic Falls - though she had heard many things about the blasted place, that it wasn’t really a place to hide with the infestation of the supernatural. However she knew that her little hunter friend wouldn’t find her here, this was the last place he would expect her to be; a place where there was tons of activity here.
Penelope sighed as she lifted her plastic coffee cup up to her lips and sipped the frozen liquid from the straw. Looking out the window, she had a small smile grow on her lips as she people watched. Taking another sip of her drink, she looked at the ring on her middle finger; gold band with small sapphires and diamonds surrounded by gold. She’s had it for almost a century, it was a treasure from an old human friend. Even if it wasn’t her sunlight right she would have worn it everyday - just out of memory.
Finishing her coffee, she stood up from her table, putting her phone in her jeans back pocket and threw her cup away. It was a nice day out, so she decided to enjoy it before she went back to her small, lonely, apartment. Her walk around town had come to an end, she jogged up the stairs of her apartment building, when she went to go up the next staircase, she was met with a bright, blinding, light coming towards it. Squinting her eyes, she forced herself to look away as it pulled her closer to it. She took a step back, but lost her footing.
She felt pain surge through out her entire body, as she looked up and saw the underside of stair cases. The light was gone, it went as fast as it had come. Groaning, Penny sat up, rubbing the back of her head tendery as she tried to stand herself up. Pulling out her phone, she went to make sure that none of it was cracked. It appeared to be fine, but it said it was out of service.
“What the...? It’s a new phone, why is it out of service?” She whispered to herself. She grabbed her keys from her purse, and raced up the stairs to her apartment, not caring to go the normal human speed. She jiggied her keys into the lock and opened the door.
It was empty, and smelt of moth balls.
“Fuck...” She whispered. “Bloody hell, this isn’t good...”
