#verse:heroes

[outrealmed]

@scriptedfates !

               ❛ Kiran! I need you to send me back -- I can’t work under these conditions. ❜

[scriptedfates]

@fatefalllen​​‘s one-line starter ! 

        ❝ I hate how chocolates immediately melt on my fingers. ❞

        ❝ I mean... I know I’m a stud, but am I really that hot ? ❞

[scriptedfates]

@fatefalllen​

            ❝ I don't think that's a solution. ❞ River wasn't sure how else she could put it, but she really didn't want to give Alaric the wrong idea.

[viggowolfe-cain]

Heroes verse

My character has stumbled upon a magical mirror. However, instead of showing their reflection, it shows what they'd look like in an alternate universe! Send me a verse and I'll describe what they see themselves as in said verse, and their reaction to seeing it.

Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary when Viggo looks in the mirror at first. He takes it for granted that it's like any other mirror. The dark blond hair remains, the amber eyes, the way he holds himself, almost everything until the reflection moves on its own instead of simply staring back. Both Viggos pause, clearly the other thinking the same himself, but it's that other one from whatever world he's come from that doesn't seem as bothered as the one that lives in the unaltered world.

It shows as to why shortly.

The glass of the mirror is large enough to notice another figuring emerging from the side. It's darker in those corners, and it only registers who it is when the person is shoulder-to-shoulder with the first in the reflection. With a hoodie slouched over the head, a hand reaches up to tug it off and unzip the rest of the jacket. The light makes the familiar hair shine.

Another him. An exact copy. Almost.

Viggo watches as the newest arrival shows his difference between the three of them by putting a hand on his side of the mirror. Viggo only sees his palm, traveling no further to reach towards him, but as soon as it lowers, the print made from the blood against the skin is left. It's doubtful that it's his own, and there's a step taken back from his other two before their fingers interlace. They twist together tightly until they're literally sharing one set, a single hand to two arms, before continuing to meld into one.

Viggo's tongue is dry, speechless and mystified, and it's only when his alter turns away after wiping down the print does he try to get his attention. However, the call to come back falls on deaf ears as the hoodie flips back up, leaving the line of sight.

[thedramakhaleesi]

PM || heroes!faberry

siennaknight said: i’ve always like your name, yes. very beautiful. What makes you think I’m drunk?

My dads are awesome parents, what can I say? Your spelling, obviously.

I finished my bottle and started a new one because I really need to come up with the last part of this music I''m writing and alcohol helps. Don't tell that to my parents, though. Can you keep a secret?