aline had always had a terrible habit for letting the words she thought slip straight from her mouth, “if you didn’t need a baby sitter you wouldn’t feel the need to say that.” she said nonchalantly before walking further into the room to casually prop herself up onto a table. aline furrowed her eyebrows, “it’s you? sorry to be a disappointment.” aline waved the clipboard she’d been holding out for the other girl to see. “just here to make some observations.”
“i feel the need to say it because you lot don’t seem to UNDERSTAND it ---” a single hand raising to wave animatedly toward the petite blonde, generalizing her among the other staff members. “no matter how many times i repetitively mention it, still you all insist on LURKING around.” frustration is more than clear in her tone, sparks of amber at the tips of her fingers. “i’m used to it,” delaney is quick to quip back as aline mentions being a disappointment. albeit, momentarily the femme finds herself distracted; dark hues narrowing to observe what was printed across her clipboard. “observe WHAT exactly?”
mykaela understood. OF COURSE she did, being in alpha was pretty much a one-way ticket to constant monitoring. the staff had wanted to protect their goods and maximise their efforts, which made sense to her, but still annoyed her to no ends. “no biggie,” she waved her hand with a small smile. “if it makes you feel any better, on my small journey i can tell you that hastings actually fell asleep in there,” she pointed towards the one way mirror at the side of the room. “AND by the looks of it, she’s not waking up for the rest of the night. you’re officially hastings free.” a part of her couldn’t help but feel bad for some of her peers. while she was still dangerous enough to be considered alpha, her abilities didn’t need to be monitored as much as delaney’s and she didn’t have such a strict regime either. “wait – how long have you actually been in here?”
the opposing female apparently understood her frustrations, not that it entirely surprised her. delaney knew she wasn’t the only one to undertake constant monitoring from the staff, especially those of the remaining alpha team that possessed such destructive and aggressive ‘gifts’.” the SECOND she’s informed of the whereabouts of the literal pain in her ass --- shoulders drop from their tensely hunched position, evidence of a relieved sigh escaping between slightly parted lips. “thank the heavens for that,” words practically DRAWLED out, soon to be followed by a scoff at the question. “too long, far, far too long.” delaney explains, wisps of dark strands beginning to flicker as she shakes her head. “long enough that ms.hastings clearly gave up on her hunt for me.”
As soon as Griffin realized who had interrupted and saw the look on her face she could see it wasn’t going to be a pleasant conversation. He closed his eyes tightly at the girls sharp tone, trying to keep from snapping back on her like he would have in the past. “I don’t know, I thought it wasn’t that bad. Maybe I’ll try it out at our next assembly,” he joked trying to diffuse the clearly awkward situation. Jokes seemed to be his go to for any tense situation. He shrugged moving out of the girls way, she clearly had her mind set on something. “Uh- um, did you need something? or are you just here to get some extra training in?” he asked nodding in the direction of the machines throughout the room.
pacing further into the training room, the dark haired femme places a bottle of water upon a small table resident there, eyes examining the room before they fall back upon griffin. her features read disamusement; despite the fact the idea of him chanting his own name in their assembly was quite the entertaining thought. “if you’d like to be the laughing stock of the facility --- by all means, be my guest.” throwing down a small bag that had been occupying her right shoulder, delaney begins to search through it’s contents for hand wraps. “the latter,” simply, she responds with; gaze trained to her own hands as she speaks. “i had been hoping to use the room in the upper right wing, but it seems to be occupied, much to my dismay.” FINALLY, dark orbs meet his. “i take it by the celebration you’ve just finished a successful training session?”
"You can do better than that come on!” A smile appeared across her lips then again another bite into the apple. She loved Joking around with Delaney. She was her best friend, she will do anything for her, if she ever died and someone had a chance to trade their life for hers..It was for SURE Jordan will take that chance. Jordan nodded towards Delaney. She grabbed her hand with her’s, lifting it up, then intertwined their fingers, while the other hand on her chest.“I solemnly swear that I will not die. WE solemnly swear not to die. But if we do, we’ll die TOGETHER”
“hmm,” softly humming through pursed lips, before ultimately the femme shakes her head in disagreement. “i don’t think i can.” there’s a crack in her almost apathetic expression, however, a smile that dares to meet her lips as she jokes and teases that of her best friend. jordan intertwines their fingers, warranting dark orbs to momentarily observe the gesture. it was almost STRANGE --- the warm, soft sensation it made her feel, a sense of security. “we will die TOGETHER.” delaney repeats, gaze having locked on jordan’s now, a curt nod of her head as though to further emphasize how serious she was. “preferably in a badass way, might i add.”
a little heads up that ya gal is stuck in work for the next like .. seven/eight hours . though, it's super DEAD right now and i'm hoping it stays this way because then i may get home early !! tbh i probably jinxed it now. ANYWAY, i tried to do my drafts before i left but i'm lame and only got two done so i'll do the rest once i'm home && tbh if we haven't plot yet pls roll over and say hi i'll be in and out of my ims all through work !!
Griffin perched on the edge of the workout bench. The training had gone quiet, the last of the straggling trainees having left a while ago. It had been an easy training session just a simple HIIT workout with some strength training to keep everybody in top shape. He had finished off with a small workout of his own, now he was just regaining his breath. He was playing with the water bottle in his hands passing it back and forth between his hands. “He shoots,” he paused flipping the water bottle into the air with a flick of his wrist, “and he scores and the crowd goes wild!” he jumped up arms waving in the air. “And the crowd starts chanting… Griffin! Griffin! Griffin!” he turns doing his dorky victory dance, he stops in his tracks noticing somebody in the door, “Shit. I didn’t see you there…”
it wasn't ideal, but after a trip to her usual training room within the facility, delaney had noted it was rather occupied and given the fact the femme was known to be quite impatient; she certainly wasn't going to stand around and WAIT. a childish, huffed breath and a walk around the facility later --- this was were she wound up as a second option. albeit, the LAST thing she was expected to walk in on was one of the trainers.. doing whatever in gods name it was currently unfolding before her. "i GUESSED as much," voice apathetic as she speaks to him, lacking the humor others may have felt upon catching him in act. "or at least, i hoped that was something you savored for your alone time rather than to preform for others." really, she should’ve known better than to speak to a staff member in such a manner --- but considering her recent frustrations with the facilities staff getting on her ass about e v e r y t h i n g, and the irritation on missing out on her favorite training room; she simple wasn’t in the mood to feign a smile.
“yeah, me,” teagan responded flatly, disappointed she hadn’t been able to shift ( or even better, teleport away ) before the other girl caught sight of her. she ran a hand through her long locks, sighing. “the staff is on your case, huh? they were watching me constantly when i got better at teleporting - i guess to make sure i didn’t ESCAPE or something. anyway, it’s not like i would’ve t r i e d or anything, i just-” she stopped abruptly, blushing. “and i’m rambling again. sorry. i just was wondering - are you still USING this training room?” she spoke awkwardly, shifting her bag from one shoulder to the other.
spinning on her heel, brunette wisps fan out as the female turns to face her newly found companion. a single brow raised as teagan explained that she too had felt the wrath of overbearing staff members. dark eyes had been lingering on the small flame still flickering in the palm of her hand, although, she was most definitely paying attention to the words the other girl spoke. “i’m being eyed like a HAWK right now --- yes.” the femme explains, dark orbs finally shifting to that of her companion. “you’d never try to escape? even with the gift you hold?” delaney questioned, as though this really surprised her. “i can tell you right now, if i had that little gift of yours, i’d be out of here in SECONDS.” closing her fingers over her palm, essentially putting out the flame that lingered there; the same hand comes to gesture to the room as a whole. “be my guest, at this point i’m mostly using it as a hideout.”
mykaela understood that some of her peers had their own separate training rooms to use while practising their abilities, tactics and whatever else they needed the rooms for. HELL, she herself had demanded one of her own too, and if they wouldn’t allow it she would just p h a s e through the walls and take it regardless. and that’s exactly where she found herself now – phasing into a room she had presumed to be empty and was met with her teammate, rather IRRITATED from what she could gather. “yup, you got me there,” she simply shrugged, holding her hands out in peace. “i didn’t realise i was THAT bad though, yikes.”
turning her entire figure toward that of her teammate, delaney closes nimble fingers over her palm, extinguishing the flame that had once lingered there. “i hadn’t intended to come across so.. HARSH.” the femme explains to mykaela, arms coming up to cross against her chest as she speaks. “i have a bit of a stick up my ass lately, ms. hastings is making my life a living HELL as we speak --- i feel like a fucking child that has their nanny running around after them constantly, picking up whatever they drop.” despite the fact seconds beforehand she had crossed arms over her chest, by the time she finishes speaking a single slender hand breaks free to wave animatedly with her words. if one had been looking close enough, it was almost as though with the irritation she felt, small sparks lit upon the tips of her fingers.
“Oh, it’s YOU?” She repeated as she crossed her arms. Nothing really interested Jordan around this facility. It was nice to see people’s EXTRAORDINARY powers around the place but she didn’t find anything amusing. Which led to her ‘walk around for 5 times until something interesting happens’ part of the day. “At least say it with some ..happiness!“She sigh letting her arms fall to the side then sitting next to Delaney on the floor, in a criss cross applesauce position. “You know without me.."She trailed off, biting into the apple she got from the cafeteria."You’ll probably crash and burn in this place. I could die any day now, and All I get from my best friend is a "oh its you?’. UNBELIEVABLE
it had been a reaction she EXPECTED, one that although she tried to will them not to --- the corners of her lips curved upward; humored how insulted jordan seemed. “oh, it’s YOU --- was that better?” delaney was entirely aware that if anything, it sounded more drawled out than her first attempt. impatiently, she awaited as her best friend took a bite from the fruit she had acquired before continuing her speech, a single brow cocking upward as she finished. “first off, that is VERY likely. secondly, you’re not allowed to die --- it’s against the rules of our friendship.” stating the words as though she would really have a choice in the matter. “but FINE, i’m sorry.” words practically forced from her lips, filled with sarcasm. as if that wasn’t enough, clicking her fingers together the female creates a small flame-shaped heart, before shooting a mischievous grin toward her companion.
it was almost humorous just how much emotion influenced the gifts she possessed. for example, the flame currently brewing in the palm of delaney’s hand seemed to only increase in temperature with the irritation she felt hearing footsteps near the training room. “i don’t need a BABYSITTER, i’m not going to burn the place down.” her words DRY, unamused --- to say the least. though, upon finally shooting a glance over her own slender shoulder, it becomes clear to the fiery female that it wasn’t that same staff member that seemed to be on her case constantly the last week. “oh, it’s YOU.”
[ zoey 101 vc ] are you ready ?! greetings from ya local trashbag, aka me. the name is rach/rachel, whatever floats your boat really. i’m twenty, go by she/her pronouns and am from the go ol’ gmt+1 timezone !! imagine thinking i wasn’t beyond excited for this group? because i aM OkaY ?! usual business, under the cut you can read about my absolute trAinWReck of a child. but i love her problematic ass so.. please come plot with us?
NINA DOBREV ?? – no that’s just DELANEY WOODLEY, the TWENTY-TWO year old CISFEMALE who is in ALPHA. SHE has the ABILITIES of PYROKINESIS & EXPLOSION INDUCEMENT and feels EAGER about going to the outside world. the CRIMSON can be seen as AUDACIOUS & INDEPENDENT, but on a bad day they can be FIERY & RECKLESS.
TRIGGER WARING: MURDER
ya’ll shit is about to get w i l d –– so pls prep yourself for this roller-coaster you’re about to endure.
believe it or not i’m only NOW realizing that i put ‘fiery’ as one of her negative traits .. rachel.. gurl..
anWYay –– the only way to start this is by saying that unlike most of the other gifted kids ( or so i’m guessing anyway ) laneycakes actually knows who her parents are and lowkey, her dad is activity involved in her life
don’t jump on me yet i swear i’m going to explain. i told ya’ll this was gonna be wiLD.
sOoo. papa woodley is actually a scientist who was involved in the whole ordeal of hunting down the first inhumane’s and attempting to recreate whatever gene made them.. well, supernatural.
he was always very passionate about his job, but very quickly passion turned to obsession and greed. for example, he was entirely blinded by how wrong it was that they were hunting down these inhumane people and poking and prodding and likely killing a few in the process of trying to recreate what they had. the way he seen it, he was helping a greater cause, it would be worth it in the end –– he would be a hero when they finally managed to be successful and thanatos was defeated; all those little white lies that would help him sleep at night.
sooOo. where does laney come into the picture? welp. lets just say alexander woodley is a persuasive man, and when the time came that surrogate mothers were being lined up for ivf to carry these gifted children –– he managed to push his newly-wed wife into that batch of women.
everytime i go to type another point i realize this is getting wilder i’m sorry i’m so damn extra okAy.
long story short, not only did it work and she became pregnant --- she was pregnant with twins. two girls, delaney, and her little sister aj (alexandria ‘alex)’ junior bc her dad is self-centered like that). the even bigger miracle? both of the twins had powers, although it didn’t divide equally, meaning aj was the one with the lesser strength than her sister.
this was one reason alexander took quite the favoring to delaney; she was powerful, she was everything he had ever wanted to create, she was his success presented to him in the form of a little girl. as if his obsession wasn’t already ridiculous, with his own little solider, his little fighting machine by his side; it somehow managed to get worse.
as with other gifted kids, the twins trained day and night –– their father constantly on both their backs about it, which was something aj didn’t entirely enjoy. the younger twin wasn’t fond of the gift she had been given, and often shied away from using her so-called ‘gift’ as often as she could.
don’t get me wrong.. laney loved it?? she loved how powerful and superior she felt. though all good things come to an end lmao.
fast forward a lotta years until the twins were probably like .. fourteen/fifteen, aj and delaney had been training as usual, under their father’s incentive supervision –– when suddenly he had a ‘genius’ idea. alexander decided to pin the twins against one another, to test their powers in a fight. he called it ‘training’, but it’s what others would refer to as ‘murder’.
dAS RIGHT Ya’lL. i told you delaney was the stronger twin and her pops knew this so lmaOo. she accidentally killed her??
this is when she kind of.. took a turn?? like she started realizing how wrong it was what people like her father and the rest of the staff were doing.
so now, she’s kind of half keeping up a facade? she still trains and acts as though all is fine and dandy with the world, as though she’s still daddy’s little solider; but the reason she’s SO eager to get to the outside is because she’s lowkey planning to escape it all? she wants to roam free and rid of the past, to move away and escape the horrors of what she and the people surrounding her have done.
thIS IS SO FUCKING BAD OKAY ??? i can’t apologize enough for how bad this intro is but i’ve been at work all day and ?? but please?? come hit me with your plots i want all the fucking drama? bonus points for angst or feels. like ?? give me people who knew/were friends with aj aka her twin??? give me people who don’t like her bc they dont’ like her dad or maybe that’s why they do like her?? people who envy her bc she knows who her parents are ?? (though i forgot to add momma woodley is long outta the picture she was like peace out when she realized the extent of the powers her kids had lmao). give me the usual exes?? fwb?? best friend?? enemies?? hatefuck?? idk?? anyTHing?? i just want a l l the drama alright.
