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Miyeon (Gidle) - The Banshee (part 1 for all the random faceclaims @itsyourboyjae sent in one message since she hates me joking love you babes )
Miyeon was the queen bee of the high school. Everyone wanted to be around her or be like her. With successful and famous parents, she was automatically born high up on the social status scale. Her mother, a retired actress now turned movie producer and her father a successful Psychiatrist, both tried to raise Miyeon like any other child of her age who understands that there is more than money in this life. Her inherited good looks and her thirst for knowledge made her possess both brains and looks to climb even higher on the high school hierarchy. Yet, she never cared for those things. Fair enough, popularity had its perks but most of the time the 17 year old just wanted to live a normal life and have fun with her group of friends.
It wasn’t until the night of her senior prom that Miyeon realized her life will be nothing but normal. Everything was perfect that day, yet she couldn’t shake this weird feeling. Like something bad was going to happen. When her dress got stained earlier she decided to forget all about it and declare that as the major disaster she feared all day. Just as she was slow dancing with her crush, her head on his shoulder as she let herself flow to the sound of the music utterly content that’s when she heard the voices. It started like small chaotic whispers which made her twitch and look around confused.
“I need to go refresh my make up...” Still distracted Miyeon turned to her date with a smile, planting a playful kiss on his cheek. “I’ll be back in a minute! Promise not to run off my my backup date!” She joked as she threw him a wink before walking to the corridor. The voices were still there. Low whispers. It was almost like she could follow them.Turning louder as he heels clicked across the empty corridors. Suddenly they grew more aggressive. Like a warning, their echo seeming to travel and reach each part of her skull into what felt like excruciating torture. Her balance affected she leaned into the closes door which opened into an unoccupied classroom.
“Hello?” Unsure Miyeon tried to find the light switch in the dark as the other hand held her throbbing head.Voices louder than before and as she turned the light. A piece of chalk rolled to her feet making her blink in confusion as she slowly picked it up. The whispering voices continued as she approached the blackboard. She recognized the writing. It was the last piece they were taught in Literature. Then the words began moving, mocking her, making her drop the chalk which broke on impact with the floor; Miyeon’s back hitting a desk as she took a few rushed steps back, looking in horror at the blackboard before her. This wasn’t real. It wasn’t real. Like a mantra she kept repeating the words. Breathing deeply and closing her eyes, Miyeon could feel the panic taking over then everything turned quiet.
Hesitantly she open her eyes, firstly peaking carefully before opening them fully. “Mr Jung?” Her literature teacher before her, Miyeon couldn’t help but feel relieved. “Sir I am sorry! I was having a headache and then I think I had too much to drink...I..” The more Miyeon was talking the more she realized something was not right. Bruises started to appear on his face, blood slowly dripped from his nose her mouth open but the screams echoed in Miyeon’s mind instead. Stop! You won’t get away with this! The teacher’s pained voice was once more drown by the loud whispers and Miyeon wailed from the bottom of her lungs.
A core shaking, chills forming, piercing wail that echoed through the school grounds.
The next thing she remembers is her date’s arms around her trying to calm her frantic screams down as she clawed desperately at the blackboard in the empty classroom before hell broke loose. Everyone was rushed out of the big hall in a hurry as teachers guided them towards the exists. Even in the frenzy of people Miyeon managed to catch a few words about someone getting hurt. Outside the police lights and sirens deafened her. She was barely aware of her surroundings as she was taken to the back of one of the ambulances.
“Oh my god Miyeon!! Did you heard?? Professor Jung is dead! Some guys he owed money to apparently entered the school grounds...It’s horrible..”
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Jaemin - The Pharaoh
“What in Osiris’ name is this....” Jaemin looked around the busy streets of Seoul. The noise. The flickering lights. Tall buildings as high as one of his ancestors’ pyramids. The young Pharaoh was left speechless by his sudden whereabouts. One minute he was in Sekhmet’s temple cursing his future and how he felt useless watching his people die of starvation then next thing he knew he was surrounded by ....this. Jaemin became the ruler of his land when his late father passed to the land of the dead. He was only 19 yet he quickly understood the high responsibility that came with his title. There was a huge drought during his first reigning year and many of the scribes considered it a bad sign- a work of the gods that were angered by Jaemin’s ruling. The grains were low and the people were restless. The diseases were spreading once more as well due to the lack of water and the only one that was consider their walking god-Their Pharaoh was helplessly praying to the actual gods for guidance.
Days passed. Months even and the situation was only worse. Angrily the young Pharaoh kicked one of the statues in the temple of the warrior goddess having enough. He cursed the gods despite knowing how punishable his acts were but he just couldn’t stand it anymore. How could they? How could they watch their struggle and do nothing?
“Did I angered the gods and this is Anubis’s Land --?” Jaemin questioned looking at the sky before being caught in the rush hour crossing. Was this a challege given by the gods and he will have to pass to save his people?
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Wonho - Captain America Korea (part 3 of the All Monsta X OC saga for @humminxbirds)
Gunpowder and dirt. Shouting and the sounds of bullets fired. An explosion. His sergeant's body hitting the ground right before him and as Wonho approaches him his eyes snap open and his hand catches his arm into an iron hold.
“ Wonho...Wake up”
Wonho flinches hard as he sits up in his bed in his condo in Seoul. His body covered in sweat as he tries to even out his breathing. Those nightmares are always so vivid. Swearing he gets up to get a glass of water trying to adjust to the dim lights of his apartment. It wasn’t much but in this new world he had to live in it was more than he could wish for. Besides, Wonho was humble like that. He was just glad he was still alive yet the ghosts of the past seem to have plagued his mind as a side effect.
His apartment block was in a quiet area of the big capital city and the ex solder liked the peace and quiet that came with it. However, tonight seem like the whole universe was against him getting any sleep. The commotion and shouts on the corridor having him groan against the rim of the glass.
“Help they are trying to break in!” The familiar voice of the nice old lady from apartment 3 broke the silence of the night and Wonho didn’t need to hear anymore, door swinging open just to catch the sight of three males with what seem to be really bad wanna be thief outfits, obviously half his size, looking him up and down. Wonho just hoped they were not as dumb as they looked. Yet he’s been disappointed.
“Go back in loser!” With a sigh at the words and the fact that he had a gun and two knives pointed at him now, Wonho just rubbed his shoulder. “It’s late you guys. Don’t you have anything else to do instead of creating trouble for nice old ladies?” His voice was filled with annoyance which only made the thieves more upset one of them launching himself at Wonho. By this point his body would just react on his own. Army training and his enhanced powers, before the guys realized all their weapons were knocked aside and they were all on the floor. “Apologize to Mrs Cho then scatter before I call the police.” The useless attempt for them to run before apologizing got stopped by Wonho’s firm hand on the guy’s shoulder. All of them shouting rushed apologizes to the old lady who was now sitting in the doorway with her nightgown on before running down the stairs.
“What a nice young man you are Wonho.” Mrs Cho smiled before bowing her head slightly in gratitude.
Going to take another small break from rp so probably will be around again next week Stay safe yall 💋 All the things in my drafts will come soon as I will try to queue them today
As many already know I am in the middle of moving across the ocean for work & postgrad ( @itsyourboyjae I am coming at you man lmao) and things are CHAOTIC af
Those being said I will still queue replies when I can but most of the time I will not be around and I will be REALLY slow! (even this post is queued because I wrote it at an unholy hour :( ) You may still find me on discord but no promises 👀
Hope everyone will have a great December and will see you all once things settle ❤
