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@reganchristensen
The kind of love you f i g h t for.
✧ 001. ┇ @reganchristensen / first thread. ✧ ➺ 11:45 PM drive back from house party
she never really knew what to say to her cousin. she was glad Regan ( to some extent ) found the innocence in everything. Khleo had managed to borrow one of the cars since her uncles trip out of town. This, however, was not the father of Regan as he was the other brother - one that Khleo despised entirely. With her hands resting on the wheel they begin a long drive back. She was responsible and wanted her cousin to have the best start to adulthood.
brown eyes peek to the figure beside her as she allows a small smile to rise to her face. “that party wasn’t so bad. it could be worse - they could of started tipping the cows over.” she notes as a soft giggle leaves her lips. she rolls the window down to let the fall air chase out what was the rest of summer. “Hey, you think that you’d want to go on a road trip one day? forget about this shit hole?”
Whilst Regan might have not usually have attended such an event like this; at the insistence of her cousin, she had decided to attend — and could admit that she did enjoy herself more than she thought she would. Although she wouldn’t lie that she had been somewhat intrigued by some of the antics and shenanigans that had puzzled her. Leaning her head against the seatbelt of the car, her eyes glanced out the window before flickering back towards Khleo, a small smile appearing upon her lips as she watched the features of her cousin change bemusedly, before nodding to reply, “You’re right; although I didn’t really know anyone apart from you.” She was what most people would note as an introvert, with not a rather wild social life that most would witness upon the screens of any reality television show. But it suited her, and she did not mind; choosing to sketch the images of life before her instead of stepping into the social scene.
“A road trip?” She echoed, in thought of what that would mean. Regan absolutely adored spending time with her cousin, so she nodded eagerly again, her smile widening as she turned to face her cousin fully, interlinking their fingers as she replied eagerly, “I’d love that. When do you wanna go?”
where: random street corner when: some unspecified date, 2:34pm who: regan christensen & camille abel / @chcrryblood
She hadn’t slept well. All night, Regan’s dreams had been plagued with images of terrifying creatures that slaughtered humans left, right and centre, appearing in her mind’s eye; together with an undeniable chill that had ached through her body all day. Her magic thrummed through her veins as she mechanically made the walk from university back towards her home; hoping that at least she would be able to get one night of fitful sleep before she faced her demons tomorrow. She didn’t understand what the images she saw were; but she had an overwhelming foreboding feeling that something was to happen soon, and somehow that this all tied to her. These thoughts continued to torment her as her feet continued to step one after the other upon the cobblestone pathway, her eyes not watching the different passerby’s until she suddenly found herself being ambushed by something rather soft and then suddenly upon the floor. Shaken out of her stupor, she realised she had stupidly walked into someone; resulting in her sprawled over the pavement as an embarrassed flush began to appear upon her cheeks.
“Oh Camille — I didn’t mean to, sorry I was lost in my own thoughts!”
where: the town square when: some unspecified date, 11:51am who: regan christensen & seraphina / @fyrewinged
Her stomach rumbled. A small flush appearing upon Regan’s cheeks, she walked through the cobblestone streets to search for a place that she would be able to grab a bite to eat before she headed on her way home. It had been an easy day at university that morning, having only to attend two morning lectures before being able to have the rest of the day off — especially since she had been dying to check out the new supplies at the art store, wanting to hopefully purchase some papyrus paper for her assignment. Glancing about at the options that lay before her, she began to move through the various throngs of people before deciding perhaps on a small cafe that lay upon one of the sidestreets, knowing she would be able to continue her sketches in the mundane silence it offered together with most individuals choosing to go for the more popular restaurants. However as she began to cross the road to head towards the shop, a sharp gust of wind began to flood through the air, causing her to lose focus and papers to go flying out of her hands and into the street. “Not my artworks oh please no!” She exclaimed as she tried to go after all the loose sheets of paper, each with intricate doodles of various ideas she had bubbling for some time, before accidentally knocking into someone in her rush to pick them up.
“Oh I’m so sorry, please forgive me!”
“ I’m afraid in order to escape this place, you will need to suffer more. “
She was helpless. And she wouldn’t deny she was scared, fearful of her captors and what they could possibly do. Regan had seen images of them before in her own dreams, the facial features always blurry but the acts that they committed were ever the same. They had chained her up in their holding cell, asking her questions about what she knew about the creatures that roamed through the town. “I swear, I know nothing.” She replied, trepidation leaking into her voice as she flinched at the way she could see the man seemed to be watching, ever leering at her; unsure of his agenda.
“Please, just let me go home.” She begged, as he began to stand up, nearing her as she hurriedly scurried backwards towards the corner of the room, her back pressed against the cold concrete walls as she fearfully watched the predatory gleam the had appeared in his eye. If only she hadn’t gone out that night to explore the forest, wanting to sketch the landscape before her in its sunset glory — but it was too late. They had taken her by surprise, taking her to their hideout and relentlessly pursuing their goal, although she herself knew nothing. But as Regan watched him begin to step closer, fright began to seep through her veins as a gust of wind suddenly rattled through the room, the glass windows beginning to tremble under her powers unknowingly as she tightly gripped the chains that held her down to the floor. “I promise, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She repeated, tears beginning to leak through her lids before he began to take out his own knife to threaten her.
“Well you must know something, just look at what you’re doing in here.” He sneered with a cruel glint in his gaze before he began to step closer to hold the knife at her very throat. “Just leave me alone!” She screamed, the rush of adrenaline pushing through her hands and towards him as he suddenly was flung across the room and an earthquake began to tremble under her feet, before the chains suddenly clattered at her feet. “I just want to go home.” She whispered, as she looked in horror at the catastrophe she had just committed.
“ What is your itinerary? ”
A puzzled look upon Regan’s features, she began to tilt her head in confusion at the thought of her itinerary for the day, when she had nothing more planned than to sketch away the current scenery before her. Perhaps her peers enjoyed the night life — the partying, but she truthfully had no interest in the thought of that; or to experience it. She preferred to be in the quiet, the silence and to be surrounded by people she loved, not strangers.
“What makes you ask that?”
WESTWORLD SENTENCE MEME
“ Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world. The disarray. I choose to see the beauty. ”
“ Evolution forged the entirety of sentient life on this planet using only one tool: the mistake. ”
“ What is your itinerary? ”
“ And what do you want to say to your maker? ”
“ You don’t know where you are, do you? ”
“ You’re in a prison of your own sins. ”
“ You want to ask, so ask. ”
“ Are you real? ”
“ You can’t play God without being acquainted with the devil. ”
“ I know how that head of yours works. ”
“ We practice witchcraft. We speak the right words. Then we create life itself out of chaos. ”
“ He would have us burned at the stake. ”
“ That woman in charge is quite formidable. ”
“ You can just say ‘bitch.’ I hear it enough. ”
“ You’ve died at least a thousand times. ”
“ Maybe someday soon we’ll have the life we’ve both been dreaming of. ”
“ Has it never occurred to you to run off with her? ”
“ Everyone I cared about is gone and it hurts so badly. ”
“ The pain, their loss it’s all I have left of them. ”
“ I can feel spaces opening up inside of me, like a building with rooms I’ve never explored. ”
“ I may be losing my mind. ”
“ I think I want to be free. ”
“ You sound like a man who’s grown tired of wearing his guts on the inside. ”
“ I believe that only the truly brave can look at the world and understand that all of it gods, men, everything else will end badly. No one will be saved. ”
“ Maybe we’ve got more in common than I thought. ”
“ I imagined a story where I didn’t have to be the damsel. ”
“ Never start something you’re not willing to finish. “
“ If you’re getting fucked either way, go with the lucrative version…sweetheart. ”
“ I’ve been pretending my whole life. Pretending I don’t mind, pretending I belong. ”
“ All my life, I’ve prided myself on being a survivor. ”
“ It’d be a suicide mission. ”
“ At first, I thought you and the others were gods. Then I realized you’re just men. ”
“ You think I’m scared of death? I’ve done it a million times. I’m fucking great at it. ”
“ How many times have you died? Because if you don’t help me, I’ll kill you. ”
“ It’s the human beings who confuse me. ”
“ You’re a fucking monster. ”
“ Time to write my own fucking story. ”
“ At any point, I could blow up or collapse like some dark star or… ”
“ Did you hurt them, too? ”
“ You both keep assuming that I want out. ”
“ If it’s such a wonderful place out there, why are you all clamoring to get in here? ”
“ People like you keep spreading over this world like a stain! ”
“ You pretend to be this weak, moralizing little asshole, but, really, you’re a fucking piece of work. “
“ You helped me find myself. “
“ About time you realized the futility of your situation. “
“ I’m not crying for myself. I’m crying for you. “
“ Time undoes even the mightiest of creatures. Just look at what it’s done to you. “
“ The gods are pussies. “
“ You needed time. Time to understand your enemy. To become stronger than them. “
“ I’m afraid in order to escape this place, you will need to suffer more. “
hit the little heart to plot && for a starter later with the innocent flower & witch!!
hello! i’m dani & your local from down under *yet again* (literally down under since i come from australia with my other innocent sweet flower child regan christensen who is a full blooded witch who also has precognition powers at the age of nineteen years. below is a brief summary of who she is:
up until now she’s had a mundane and basic life — but that’s suited her, she thought it was rather idyllic. when she turned eighteen she received her witch inheritance which meant she realised she had powers and her parents finally explained just who she was and what she was; basically imagine things setting on fire when she was angry, mini earthquakes when she was anxious and confused, basically major confusion!!
she’s much better at controlling her powers now but sometimes they get out of control and it can cause her to be quite anxious. she also gets dreams at night of vampires (ever curious about them but not quite knowing the truth). she thinks that they are connected to her, but she’s about to learn just how exactly they are all connected!!!
plotting ideas! basically i’d love anything and everything. maybe someone to help her with her powers because she does fear them at times because she’s still quite new at everything? she basically loves everyone so lots of friends? however there are also people who could be courting her to their side because she is a pretty useful weapon (powerful witch with precognition?!?!) and she not realising it and i can imagine her getting drawn to the darkness... so GIVE ME ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING BECAUSE I LOVE ANGST AND PAIN AND well my bby is ready for this.
REGAN ELENA CHRISTENSEN
she is something new, something hopeful. like s p r i n g to my deep winter.
long eyelashes, vanilla perfume, a soft, warm kiss on their cheek