#rp: script

[supermansjimmyjam-blog]

 devilout​

    ❛ GREAT — i’ll leave you to die here then. ( a pause ) Sure you want to stay? ❜

                    "Of course you will."

          ( Jimmy sounds less than convinced. )

                          "I'll run when you run."

[non-mortem]

o p e n

"...Great,"

"I'm out, now what?"

[non-mortem]

{ o p e n }

"What the hell are you supposed to be?"

[st-kaeun-blog]

-sits cross legged in the garden, starts growing a lily out of the grass- im boored~

[rebellious-woohyun]

ﾐ i'm alive.

(/ woohyun calvin, who still wasn't used to the name that his father had forced him to use, almost utterly hated his life nowadays. he missed the life of being the old club-goer, dancing and drinking the night away. he missed hanging out with his friends, more specifically myungsoo, but because of different views, they had been forced to part. calvin was left with nothing; just his father and his coworkers, and maybe a few people he vaguely recognized from the streets pre-mayoral election. he hated the fact that he had to now work instead of do freelance jobs -- the worse was probably the fact that he had to fish. of all things, he had to come home every day reeking of fish, and the aroma, quite possibly, was nearly impossible to wash off. though he had managed to tone it down for today, being his own payday -- the day that he had to step into the city hall office and pick up his salary (which would be dramatically cut; instead of one hundred dollars, he'd probably only get about twenty -- if he's lucky). he hated the building, presumably because of him being a more patriotic rebel because of his father being the leader of the rebellion, but more or less because each time he went, he saw one of his old friends. today was probably no different - though as soon as he stepped into the building, dressed in the most affordable suit that he could manage (which was a bit big on him, considering the dramatic weight loss each citizen ensued and because it was one of his father's), he spotted the person he hoped to never see again. myungsoo -- or, well, L -- was practically right in front of him, though it looked as if he hadn't been recognized. calvin's first thought was to just ignore him, just walk around him and pretend as if he's another one of the strangers, though his vengeance side had taken over his conscience. instead, he walked straight forward, purposely knocking shoulders with the other male as he passed by. would he get a reaction? calvin doubted that he wouldn't -- but he at least hoped that it wasn't any sort of big deal. besides, myungsoo probably wouldn't even recognize him )