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Entry tags:
- !event,
- arcane: jinx,
- bioshock: jack,
- changeling the lost: erin peters,
- changeling the lost: oswald wuthridge,
- far cry 5: deputy pratt,
- farscape: john crichton,
- fe3h: dimitri alexandre blaiddyd,
- geist the sin-eaters: darcy lejeune,
- generator rex: six,
- genshin impact: venti,
- groundhog day musical: phil connors,
- heaven officials blessing: shi qingxuan,
- infinity train: ryan akagi,
- lavender jack: honoria crabb,
- lavender jack: johnny summer,
- murderbot diaries: murderbot,
- original: april caouette,
- original: jeff calhoun,
- original: ylva wolfsdottir,
- our flag means death: stede bonnet,
- overwatch: bastion e54,
- overwatch: maximilien,
- rwby: ruby rose,
- scion: bash st. expedit,
- sherlock holmes: john watson,
- sleepless domain: undine wells,
- stranger things: chrissy cunningham,
- stranger things: eddie munson,
- stranger things: steve harrington,
- tales of the abyss: jade curtiss,
- tales of the abyss: tear grants,
- tales of vesperia: rita mordio,
- the 100: clarke griffin,
- the prisoner: number 6,
- the umbrella academy: klaus hargreeves,
- westworld: maeve millay
monday's child is fair of face (2/2)
CW: death, probably gore, possibly more TBA
[and that’s what you missed on glee.
and so, there “Friday” is, standing on the roof of the bar. the attention of the party has surely turned to her by this point, but she doesn’t care about that. she just needs one person to still be a little too distracted to stop what was coming next.
Monday snaps her fingers, and Jenny disappears from wherever she was standing before, reappearing directly in front of Monday, who embraces her from behind, an arm wrapped firmly around her middle. those with enhanced senses might catch what she whispers, seconds before she snaps Jenny’s neck so hard it hangs at a 90 degree angle as Monday kicks her, her corpse toppling forward onto the deck below.]
Surprise, bitch.
[well, there. unfinished business settled. onto more pertinent matters.]
Let’s get a little more comfortable first, hm? Can’t waste too much of her magic, but audiences love a quick change.
[she snaps her fingers, and Monday finds herself in an outfit that is far more to her taste. now. time for her grand performance.]
Greetings, foolish mortals! You may or may not have noticed that things have been a little bit different this month. While the Captain is off having a good old bitch cry about whatever it is he’s so upset about, poor little Friday was running herself ragged keeping this shitheap floating! She was so distracted, in fact, that she happened to have a little accident, while fixing something in the elevator shaft! [a laugh] I guess even clay bitches can break their necks! And there I was, sitting in Fucking Nowhere, doing Fucking Nothing, feeling Fucking. Nothing! And I saw her empty shell. And I was, like, hey, free real estate!
Whatever tear in the veil that your whiny little Captain just didn’t feel like fixing? I ripped that fucker right open. And you’ve all met a few of the sorry little fuckers that fell out already, hm? [another snap] Not all of them, but, hey, that’s what now is for, right? Because, see, we all kinda got together a little bit, and we were like… You know, just borrowing some shitty bodies to have some fun for a few weeks? What a waste! And we still have a lot of bitches we need to spring from jail!
And that! Is where you assholes come in! And, trust me, you are all assholes. Have you even seen some of the psychotic shit you people have said and done to us? Like, yeah, Mary is legitimately insane, but she’s still a kid! Even I’m not gonna call a fucking nine year old a bitch!
You can try to run, but I fucking hate running in heels, so I made that a little bit… difficult. So. Why don’t you nice people just lay down and let us kill you. I’ll be gentle. Promise.
[perhaps people have tried to flee already. they likely have. and they’ve found that the entire party area has been blocked off by the same sort of barrier that surrounds the realm, an invisible orb holding them captive.]
Now. Let’s get the actual party started!
[and that’s what you missed on glee.
and so, there “Friday” is, standing on the roof of the bar. the attention of the party has surely turned to her by this point, but she doesn’t care about that. she just needs one person to still be a little too distracted to stop what was coming next.
Monday snaps her fingers, and Jenny disappears from wherever she was standing before, reappearing directly in front of Monday, who embraces her from behind, an arm wrapped firmly around her middle. those with enhanced senses might catch what she whispers, seconds before she snaps Jenny’s neck so hard it hangs at a 90 degree angle as Monday kicks her, her corpse toppling forward onto the deck below.]
Surprise, bitch.
[well, there. unfinished business settled. onto more pertinent matters.]
Let’s get a little more comfortable first, hm? Can’t waste too much of her magic, but audiences love a quick change.
[she snaps her fingers, and Monday finds herself in an outfit that is far more to her taste. now. time for her grand performance.]
Greetings, foolish mortals! You may or may not have noticed that things have been a little bit different this month. While the Captain is off having a good old bitch cry about whatever it is he’s so upset about, poor little Friday was running herself ragged keeping this shitheap floating! She was so distracted, in fact, that she happened to have a little accident, while fixing something in the elevator shaft! [a laugh] I guess even clay bitches can break their necks! And there I was, sitting in Fucking Nowhere, doing Fucking Nothing, feeling Fucking. Nothing! And I saw her empty shell. And I was, like, hey, free real estate!
Whatever tear in the veil that your whiny little Captain just didn’t feel like fixing? I ripped that fucker right open. And you’ve all met a few of the sorry little fuckers that fell out already, hm? [another snap] Not all of them, but, hey, that’s what now is for, right? Because, see, we all kinda got together a little bit, and we were like… You know, just borrowing some shitty bodies to have some fun for a few weeks? What a waste! And we still have a lot of bitches we need to spring from jail!
And that! Is where you assholes come in! And, trust me, you are all assholes. Have you even seen some of the psychotic shit you people have said and done to us? Like, yeah, Mary is legitimately insane, but she’s still a kid! Even I’m not gonna call a fucking nine year old a bitch!
You can try to run, but I fucking hate running in heels, so I made that a little bit… difficult. So. Why don’t you nice people just lay down and let us kill you. I’ll be gentle. Promise.
[perhaps people have tried to flee already. they likely have. and they’ve found that the entire party area has been blocked off by the same sort of barrier that surrounds the realm, an invisible orb holding them captive.]
Now. Let’s get the actual party started!
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[ Mary bends down, to be a little closer to Darcy's level as she tries to get back to her feet. And she keeps smiling in return, eerily calm despite how chaotic everything is going down all around them. ]
...I'll stay close.
[ A quick glance over her shoulder, as if checking if there's any other hostile passengers coming their way. It's just herself. And the older girl. This is a perfect chance. She'll get back her friends... hopefully Mari, for Omori. They'll be all together again. ]
Oh, but you're badly hurt. You may want to hold still a little... it's alright. Noooo one else is coming. Just me and you right now.
[ And she lifts out her knife, driving it towards Darcy with as much physical strength as her current body can put forth. ]
CW LEADING INTO CHILD MURDER
Whatever it takes.
Please. Anyone else. A bolt of lightning from God, a stray bullet, a previously unseen skin cancer, all the ways someone can suddenly and unexpectedly die. Not her. Not her. Not this. No. No. Anything but this. Please.
Whatever it takes. ]
Fio if you're in there, I'm sorry and I love you.
[ Darcy, quick as lightning, reaches to grab not-Fio's throat. ]
CW CHILD DEATH INCOMINGGGG
[ Fio this, Fio that. It's not fair. No fair, no fair, no fair...! Mary thought she could finally have her life back... with all her friends...
The knife flies out of her hand. Eyes widening in fear, having thought the older girl's guard was down and that she truly had a chance here. She has nothing else left to fight with and she doesn't have any combat experience. Calcite doesn't have any more charges to fire off.
There's so very little time for her to express her annoyance and rage. No time for her to cry out... call for somebody. Anybody. Omori? She's very sorry she failed getting his sister for him. Genis? Big Sis Ann? ...Big Bro Mikazuki? ... ... ...Pickles?
Suddenly there's a hand wrapped around her throat... ]
CW CHILD DEATH HAS ARRIVED!!!!
The most humane way to kill a chicken is to dislocate its neck. On her Aunt's farm they did it with a pole. Pulled the head off. A chicken will run around for a few seconds afterwards if you cut its head off. The vertebrae of a bird are so fragile.
Her hand feels enormous on Fio's neck. Was she ever this small, when she was young? Was she ever this young?
It's all running through her head now. The feeling of twisting a leg free of the hip socket, crushing chicken bones between her teeth for the marrow, splintering fragile shards of bone and-
She covers Fio's eyes with her other hand as she presses her thumb in hard and collapses her windpipe. Holds her hand there vice-tight, no blood no air, a quick and merciful death. ]
I'm sorry.
1/2 jk one more tag before sleep i gotta properly bestow the loot in writing
[ Water build up, pools forming at the edges of Mary's eyelids, tears streaming down her cheeks. She wriggles around helplessly, neck locked into Darcy's grip. Tiny hands reach up to clutch onto her arm, despite knowing it's of no use to try struggling against her. The difference in strength is far too great.
It's over. Mary doesn't want to admit it... she doesn't want to go, she doesn't want to go. She finally broke free. She was finally going to be together with her friends. And she's suddenly starting to feel regret. Fear and sadness. Maybe she should have just tried to adjust into truly becoming Fio that everyone loved. Maybe she shouldn't have agreed to the entire plan, not let it set in motion...
Everything goes dark, the large hand completely covering her vison. In an instant, Mary's gone. Mary-- Fio's entire small form goes limp, arms dropping to the sides.
Entirely motionless. Silent. ]
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...
...
Fio's plush dragon, Calcite, is still present. Having kept idly close by as it always does. Fluttering in mid-air, staring off into the distance with its button eyes. Not much of use after firing a single shot earlier.
After a few moments, it registers that its current owner is gone. An orphaned stuffed animal now...
And moves towards Darcy, seeming to connect onto her like an invisible tether, like a balloon string in the same way it does with Fio. For now, Calcite takes its new place, alongside Darcy. ]
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I'm going to get you back to her. I promise.
[ She stands, unsteady, to her feet. Find Jinx, hope she wasn't lying about that blood, and then... keep fighting. Hope to hell it makes up for this. Pray they get a priest aboard. ]