[shandorkin]

❛ SOME SORT OF CATALYST. ❜

⇢ SELECTIVE / INDEPENDENT / SPORADIC Ilyssa Selwyn from the Ghostbusters' franchise by OLI. follows from @epaego

ABOUT & RULES.

[duran-duran-esq]

"Contrary to popular belief, I'm capable of being nice."

[shandorkin]

A ripple of laughter comes bleating out of Ilyssa's throat without intention at the candidness of the statement, and she peers across the desecrated museum towards the Ghostbusters' lawyer, lifting both hands.

❛ I believe you, the Ghostbusters made you out to be particularly ferocious is all. ❜

[audiojunkyard]

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[donotdestroy]

Guerrilla Girls Do Women Have To Be Naked To Get Into The Met. Museum 1989 poster

[shandorkin]

this place is dangerous. i like it.

❛ That makes one of us. ❜ Her voice sputters out in staggered syllables, resembling the spitting exhaust of an old car and she swings her gaze towards her companion. ❛ I think I'd prefer something a bit more understated. ❜ Ilyssa fumbles, combing the fly-aways out from her eyes to level Bronwyn with a look - trying to convey a sense of ' you get a pass on this one comment, but please do not prod me any further '. The pressed skirt she's wearing is really not designed for this environment, so fervently, she sweeps it over.

[shandorkin]

[ CHARACTER QUIRKS & HABITS ]

Rules: bold = always, italic = sometimes/depends, strikethrough = doesn’t apply

tagged by: @duran-duran-esq (thank you!!)

tagging: anyone who's interested :0

Likes artificial watermelon | sleeps in what they are already wearing | eats their cereal with milk | listens to music with ear buds | hates the summer | can recite past the first four digits of pi | eats frosting out of the jar | doodles on their notebooks | can bake cookies | has a garden | has had a snowball fight | eats pancakes without syrup | prefers shorts over pants | can name more than ten superheroes | has a plan for the zombie apocalypse | uses the same password for everything | can't hold their breath for more than fifteen seconds | watches anime | hasn't read twilight | can say 'i love you' in more than one language | prefers mechanical pencils | thinks space is cool | takes personality test more than once to make sure | can't tie their shoelaces | has a purse | likes salads | likes cool colors better than warm colors | knows how to braid hair | reads biographies | can ice skate | knows their mbti | reads astrology charts | plays video games | reads the newspaper | likes chocolate ice cream best | doesn't cuss | memorises song lyrics | collects coupons | has a preferred order at cafés | likes movie theater popcorn | has seen a play | listens to music with headphones | owns a hoodie | would rather own cds than online copies | has written a poem | can shuffle cards | subscribes to a magazine | double dips when eating | drinks directly out of the milk container | keeps a journal

[shandorkin]

"Do   I   know   you?" -Nora!!

Although it wasn't necessarily an aspect of her job description to ingratiate herself in the public components of the display, Ilyssa found herself drifting amongst the museum's attendees regardless. Trying to garner the attention of the odd individual who felt compelled to inspect an artefacts for longer than a glance, or who genuinely perused some of the plaques which accompanied them. Oftentimes it allowed her to at least churn up a modicum of intrigue pertaining to her expertise, something that she prided herself upon.

That goal had been in mind when she had approached the young woman hunkered over a low display case, peering at the encased pieces of stone within, with undisguised intrigue. Her question didn't catch Ilyssa off-guard, she merely quirked her lips and shrugged. ❛ I doubt it, unless you're big into ancient Mesopotamia. ❜ She turned her eyes down to the figures behind the glass.

❛ My name is Dr. Selwyn. I helped curate this display. You like the idols? ❜ She pointed down to them.

[littletonpace]

Alyssa Milano as Phoebe Halliwell in every episode Charmed | 2.18 "Chick Flick"

Taglist: @holyhalliwells, @phoebehalliwell, @dailycharmedgifs, @wearethecharmedones, @charmedxfanforum, @prudencemelinda, @raith-way, @pretty-pink-sunshine

[shandorkin]

that's not what it looked like from where i was standing. -Mark 😭

Running her nails against the hem of her jacket, Ilyssa only stops her minimal self-soothing routine when the rookie pipes up, and she inclines her head Mark's way to assess his narrow face more proactively. She's combing him over for any indication of snark — because, shit, she's bored of being on the receiving end of smarm. After a moment of peering at him, Ilyssa relents.

❛ Try for a better view then, ❜ her tone is understated, but not unpleasant, ❛ there's nothing happening between me and Venkman. ❜ Nothing serious anyway, not that he needs to know that. ❛ I have standards, I don't know what you think you saw. ❜

[shandorkin]

˗ˏˋ @doctorvenko ´ˎ˗

By the time the Ghostbusters' entourage had returned from their excursion to the supernatural epicentre situated on the Hudson, Ilyssa had finally shaken the worst of the residual grogginess that came with possession from her aching skull. She's still not at her most coherent, even as she bows over the cluttered table in the firehouse's upper floor, combing through a stack of city ordinances from the early 20th century, sat behind the stacks of empty fast food containers like a solider amongst battlements.

Her head perks up the moment cascade of sound erupts downstairs, but she doesn't move to greet anyone at the door, given she's halfway down the page and a sentence into something actually relevant regarding the Shandor Architectural Firm. She does wait though, peripherally scanning the stairs for any sign of ascent or information.

Eventually someone does cross the threshold, and Ilyssa does her damndest to wrestle her expression into something unreadable and semi-guarded as she catches sight of one Peter Venkman.

❛ What happened? ❜ Her tone is sharp with focus, she hates being in the dark. ❛ Did you find anything out? ❜ She parses his expression for any give beyond the veneer of mirth he often donned.

[shandorkin]

「 shandor himself has had multiple actors portray him across the game and films, but im here to say im subscribing to none of those. i use melvyn douglas as a fc for mr awful. 」

[shandorkin]

「 other family faceclaims. ilyssa's maternal grandmother evelyn lewis / ' the spider witch ' and her biological mother. 」

[shandorkin]

Thumbing at the kitschy, branded Ghostbusters mug clutched between her hands, Ilyssa tilts her head Dolores' way as the attorney approaches. She's been sat on one of the sagging couches that occupy the lower floor of the Firehouse for more than an hour without interference, her legs coiled up beneath herself, face a stony mask. Just... processing.

❛ I don't smoke, sorry. ❜ She smiles courteously, although her expression doesn't waver much above the lips. ❛ But if somebody's drinking, I'll join. ❜ Better than commiserating this shitshow alone, it still feels as though someone is trying to shake her brain about her skull post-posession. A little booze couldn’t hurt.

[duran-duran-esq]

Dolores simply nods in response, taking no offense. She really should get around to quitting, but that’s a future problem. Right now, she’s been charged with keeping an eye on Ilyssa while Winston scrubs the ectoplasm out of his scalp and if the other woman’s feeling anything like how she did after her first possession? She could use something to take off the edge. There’s a sort of fluid ease to the way Dolores steps over and around piles of wires and discarded chip bags on her way to the kitchen. It’s the kind ease that comes with years of navigating a space. She wrenches the refrigerator open, sighing through her nose as she scans the shelf for anything that could possibly pass for booze.  “Looks like we’ve got… Miller, Busch, and half a bottle of tequila.” She turns to face Ilyssa, letting the implied `what’s your poison?` hang in the air.

[shandorkin]

There's sedimentary comfort that comes from being wedged in the corner of Ghostbusters' couch, listening to the pottering sounds of somebody who knows their space well. In fact, the normalcy almost obscures the looming shadow of the situation. Almost. And frankly, it's better than sitting slumped in her temporary office in the midst of the Garment District with all the windows ajar, letting the ambience of traffic dampen the sense of dread and also inhibit her ability to read. Not that she's ever really indulged in the quiet.

Ilyssa processes the question for all of a moment, wondering if she should have asked in the first place. Beer and spirits have never been her first choice of beverage, but she supposes she shouldn't expect anything less from these men.

❛ If it's tequila blanco, could I get a Busch? I don't think drinking something with the flavour profile of gasoline will do me much good. ❜ And after a second she amends herself to add. ❛ Thank you. ❜

She's under no illusion as to the attorney's motivation in orbiting her, to be present in case there's some other spirit that wants to take up residence in her body or cause havoc within her general vicinity. She's being watched. Not that she could blame the Ghostbusters or their associates for the precautions, she was a stranger. For all they knew, her cluelessness was merely a front from someone escalating these supernatural ordeals.

The historian sighs, turning her gaze over towards the paraphernalia cluttering the space, finding herself drawn to the little replica of a low-rise building sitting on the floor across from them in particular. ❛ What's with the scale model? ❜

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM BATMAN: ARKHAM CITY *  assorted dialogue from the video game, some reworked to suit a meme format, adjust as necessary

you don't understand. i need you. i can't win without you.

you expecting a kiss?

i didn't need your help.

that's not what it looked like from where i was standing.

i think you should do what he says.

it'll be a shame to get blood all over my nice new outfit.

have you ever seen a flower die? watched something that was once so beautiful, so full of life, collapse and rot from within?

impressive, [name]. i doubted you'd actually return.

i'm a man of my word.

give it to me.

i've seen worse.

what the hell are you supposed to be?

please don't hurt me. i didn't mean it!

i'm surprised he didn't kill you.

you can hear me, can you?

have you ever considered that all this is your fault? your presence creates this animals.

you are all experiencing fear in anticipation of some specific pain or danger. this is perfectly understandable.

what the hell happened in there?

i told you it would work.

you're mine now.

lower your weapons.

have you tried the front door?

who sent you?

when you see what i've been planning all along, you'll just die!

that doesn't sound good.

how's it hangin'?

i'm running out of patience. you're running out of people. let's see what runs out first.

welcome to hell!

stop right there! we need to talk.

i have a question for you.

you should have killed me.

what the hell?

sorry to disappoint you boys. it's just little ol' me.

what are you waiting for? come on!

we all know you'll save me.

every decision you've ever made ends in death and misery. people die. i stop you.

are you happy now?

you want to know something funny? even after everything you've done... i would have saved you.

that actually is pretty funny.

get back here.

no one's who you think they are.

it was all a lie. there's nothing wrong with you.

nice of you to say, but you of all people should know... there's plenty wrong with me.

this stuff is killing me.

why should i care?

don't tell me it's not what you always wanted.

look, we're running out of time.

i need your help.

so we both die. i'm fine with that.

what are you talking about?

i'll be in touch!

he is kicking all kinds of ass down there.

no gun? shame. this is gonna hurt.

two guns, bitch!

how does it feel, [name]?

do you feel sad? full of rage?

you're truly an extraordinary specimen... i look forward to breaking you.

i feel i should thank you.

it will be my legacy.

if you try to stop me, i guarantee everyone will know your secret.

let's just talk about this.

now you wanna talk?

well, look who it is. i haven't seen you for... how long has it been?

oh, that's right. you left me to die.

i am sorry i doubted you.

you're better than this.

you're making me late for my spa treatment!

look around you.

where the hell have you been? i thought you were dead.

shut it down? by the end of tonight, i will be a hero.

anyone ever tell you that you're full of surprises?

i think i chipped a nail back there.

that's not what i wanted to hear.

this place is dangerous. i like it.

[shandorkin]

「 shandor himself has had multiple actors portray him across the game and films, but im here to say im subscribing to none of those. i use melvyn douglas as a fc for mr awful. 」

[duran-duran-esq]

⚖️You’ve Reached Durán Law: @shandorkin liked this post for a starter.

“You want a drink? Or a smoke? You look like you could use one.” 

[shandorkin]

Thumbing at the kitschy, branded Ghostbusters mug clutched between her hands, Ilyssa tilts her head Dolores' way as the attorney approaches. She's been sat on one of the sagging couches that occupy the lower floor of the Firehouse for more than an hour without interference, her legs coiled up beneath herself, face a stony mask. Just... processing.

❛ I don't smoke, sorry. ❜ She smiles courteously, although her expression doesn't waver much above the lips. ❛ But if somebody's drinking, I'll join. ❜ Better than commiserating this shitshow alone, it still feels as though someone is trying to shake her brain about her skull post-posession. A little booze couldn’t hurt.

[shandorkin]

"You’re not very good at hiding."

In Ilyssa'a defence, hiding whilst still wearing the heels that had bowed and splintered underneath the pressure of her failed attempt to flee was not the most convenient manner of doing as much. Her legs were still buckling as she was approached, her shoulders drawn and her breath rasping out fine and reedy. Seeing the same god who's inscriptions permeated her own work like a dark stain, who's recorded mythology she could recite by heart, standing before her now seemed unconscionable.

Her wide eyes tried to take in as much as she could, but still she barely able to decipher the grey humanoid shape before her with any real comprehension of detail. It felt as though she shouldn't have been able to perceive this.

❛ No, ❜ her voice is small, but still steady, ❛ you didn't leave many places to hide. ❜ Ilyssa shimmies back amongst the debris, keen for distance. Grovelling did not seem like the right choice, she kept her chin jutted, almost confrontational.

[gloomglimmer]

›        FIRST   LINE   PROMPTS       

"You’re   not   on   the   list."

"Need   a   light?"

"You   dropped   this."

"Is   that   your   drink   or   mine?"

"You're   late."

"I   thought   you'd   be   taller."

"You   always   stare   like   that?"

"They   told   me   not   to   trust   you."

"I   wasn’t   expecting   you."

"You   clean   up   well."

"You   look   lost."

"Haven’t   we   met?"

"Not   what   I   imagined."

"Are   you   following   me?"

"You’re   not   from   around   here."

"You’ve   got   something   on   your   cheek."

"Mind   if   I   cut   in?"

"You're   sitting   in   my   seat."

"I   was   warned   about   you."

"That’s   a   dangerous   smile."

"This   seat   taken?"

"You're   the   distraction."

"Why   are   you   looking   at   me   like   that?"

"You're   early."

"You're   late   on   purpose."

"First   time   here?"

"Try   the   champagne."

"That   color   suits   you."

"You're   exactly   how   I   pictured   you."

"We’re   not   supposed   to   talk."

"We   shouldn’t   be   seen   together."

"Do   I   know   you?"

"That   watch   doesn’t   match   your   suit."

"You’re   not   very   good   at   hiding."

"Someone’s   been   asking   about   you."

"Thought   you’d   never   show."

"You   have   good   taste   in   music."

"Don't   turn   around."

"Guess   we’re   partners   now."

"You   shouldn’t   be   here."

"Do   you   believe   in   fate?"

"You’re   late.   I   almost   left."

"That’s   my   drink."

"I   think   you’re   in   the   wrong   place."

"Your   cover’s   slipping."

"Tell   me   that   wasn’t   on   purpose."

"Are   you   going   to   apologize?"

"Care   to   dance?"

"That’s   quite   an   entrance."

"You   always   this   bold?"

"I’ve   heard   of   you."

"You’re   not   easy   to   find."

"You   look   nervous."

"Sit.   Please."

"You   read   the   file?"

"You   shouldn’t   trust   me."

"Nice   aim."

"We   weren’t   supposed   to   meet   yet."

"You   took   your   time."

"So,   you’re   the   infamous   one."

"Someone's   been   watching   me."

"Your   timing’s   suspicious."

"You   look   like   trouble."

"That’s   a   nice   trick."

"I’ve   been   looking   for   you."

"Are   you   hurt?"

"They   didn’t   say   you’d   be   charming."

"You   always   arrive   like   this?"

"That’s   classified."

"Don’t   trust   the   bartender."

"You're   bleeding."

"You   have   five   minutes."

"Where’s   your   partner?"

"I   wasn’t   briefed   on   you."

"You   have   terrible   timing."

"I   wasn’t   expecting   company."

"I   thought   you   were   a   myth."

"You   look   bored."

"I   saw   you   watching   me."

"You're   not   like   the   others."

"So,   you're   the   backup?"

"Try   not   to   get   killed."

"That's   a   dangerous   dress."

"You   don't   belong   here."

"We   meet   at   last."

"That’s   not   your   real   name."

"You   weren’t   followed,   right?"

"We’ve   never   met.   Officially."

"Don’t   say   my   name."

"Is   this   seat   cursed   too?"

"No   sudden   moves."

"We’re   alone   now."

"Take   off   the   mask."

"I   know   what   you   did."

"Who   let   you   in?"

"You’re   prettier   in   person."

"You’re   not   what   I   expected."

"You   shouldn’t   smile   like   that."

"Don’t   flatter   yourself."

"What   took   you   so   long?"