Oct. 28th, 2013

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[personal profile] venators
Well, I'd like to say that a lot of this is fairly familiar, but I'm afraid it's not. You'd think that being from a fairytale land with an Evil Queen would have prepared me better for vines that attack people. Luckily I haven't encountered them yet, but I imagine when I do it won't be pretty.

[ There's a heavy sigh because this is far easier than chatting with Emma about everything from the last Event. Dealing with all of this makes it so much easier to ignore the cloud hanging over their hand. They just couldn't seem to work past their baggage--at all. Now with this stuff hanging over their head it seems impossible. ]

Mirrors with people behind them? Not a difficult concept. The Evil Queen had one. [ He knew because of his time with her which was really just code for being her puppet. Thrown into her bed chambers like he wasn't a person. He still doesn't wanna talk about some of that with people. As the Huntsman he never got to deal with what happened to him. He was thrust into the role of Graham Humbert so quickly. ]

If you need any assistance I'm quite skilled at helping. I suppose if you've read the stories of the Huntsman that is the most accurate description of my skill set. [ He really hates referring to his life as a storybook, but to most people it was. He has no problem admitting it anymore either. He's met many people who are different and strange. He's hardly going to stand out if he tells them who he is. ]
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This place sucks. Badly.

[ He's lashing out. Lydia is gone. He's irritated that Allison is trying to become his best friend and he can't do a thing to bring her back. He can't apologize for letting her die and then leaving her back in their world. He's fucked a lot, but the one thing he held onto was that he didn't hurt Lydia as the Kanima. He didn't hurt her once and he killed her--as himself. It's frustrating and makes Jackson crazy. ]

If you're nuts then I suggest you keep your mountain of baggage away from me. I seriously don't have the time or the energy to care about your two souls becoming one. If you're normal than I'd appreciate being pointed in the right direction of the alcohol. If I'm gonna get through this I wanna be drunk.

[ Short pause. ]

Scratch that--need to be drunk.
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[Those maneuvering around the mansion might see Lena stumbling around, knocking into walls, scowling and whispering harshly to herself, though sometimes it's outright yelling. The white bandage on her arm is up under the long-sleeved shirt she's put on, hiding the fact that a root cut into her skin earlier, but it's much harder to hide that there are two volatile personalities in one body now.

When Real!Lena's in control, she's desperate for others to stay away from her because she's not sure how long she can hold on before her mirror takes over. Anyone running into her at these times will be urged to get away. When Mirror!Lena's in control, she likes to taunt poor little Lena and point out how weak she is. She causes destruction in the halls, attacking roots or throwing furniture around for fun. She feels no allegiance to her fellow Mirrors and will "play" with anyone, whether or not their Mirror is currently in control. But if someone who hasn't yet been attacked by roots comes across her, she'll put on the innocent victim mask and plead for help. It's fun to play with the do-gooders and their silly habit of trusting too much. She wonders how many she can hand over to the roots. Maybe she'll keep a running tally.

Those thoughts are interrupted as Real!Lena screams in her head and Mirror!Lena loses her grip, stumbling as Lena takes back control.]


You're not doing that, witch.

[Mirror Lena boils with anger at getting pushed out of control, but she bides her time, gathering her strength again.

We'll see, she replies, waiting for Lena to give her an opening to take over again.]



[ooc: Real Lena is [personal profile] claimyourself and Mirror Lena is [personal profile] wickedways. PM me or leave an OOC note if you definitely want Mirror Lena to rough your character up! If not, let me know that too and I'll make sure Real Lena prevents her Mirror hurting yours until yours can escape.]
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cut for tl;dr )

[So Castiel does something rare and records a message of himself on his phone, broadcasting it to the rest of the mansion. His expression is as flat as always, but there might be a hint of grimness to it for anyone who knows him well enough to pick up the subtle differences.]

I haven't had much interaction with the Mirrors myself, but I've heard enough to understand how dangerous they can be. I think I may be able to offer some assistance.

[His gaze drops down to his hand.]

This is untested for the moment, but it's possible I can disable its consciousness in your mind, to give... if nothing else, a small reprieve. If you're able to arrest control for long enough, you can contact me and I'll offer whatever help that I can.

[The feed shakes and tilts as he moves to turn it off, but then he pauses, remembering something. His face appears again, though slightly closer than before, and off-center.] For those who don't know me, my name is Castiel.
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[The first few days, the roots are mostly just an annoyance. Infuriating, sure, especially because they've been giving his house plants bad ideas, and because now he's cut off from his room, but generally avoidable. By the second day he'd realized just what was going on, but at that point he'd holed up somewhere and was just doing his best to wait this mess out.]

[Sometime on the third day the roots finally got him.]

[He hadn't really given the Mirrors any thought until a few days ago when Aziraphale's Mirror contacted him. Since then he's been morbidly curious about what his own Mirror is like. He sort of assumed the Mirror would be an angel like his Shadow from that other event was.]

[Turns out the reality is a whole Hell of a lot worse, literally.]

[From there on out it's a wrestling match. Sometimes Crowley's in charge, sometimes it's his Mirror, but most of the time it's both of them trying to wrest control from each other. When Crowley's in control he's wandering around looking for people he knows, or hiding.]

[When his Mirror is in control, he's wreaking havoc. At one point he's in the library, burning books one by one and laughing. At another point he's in the diner and turning all of the sweets into poison. But mostly he's on the prowl, searching for people whose lives he can ruin. This isn't your usual suave, flash bastard of a demon. This Crowley is a proper demon, and all he wants to do is destroy.]

[It's his Mirror who gets the bright idea to make a video post eventually, wearing a slasher's smile. He's also not wearing his sunglasses, revealing the yellow snake eyes. Mirror!Crowley wants to make sure everyone knows what he is.]


Good bit of fun, this, innit? It's been a long time since I got a good possession in. Well technically never! All those memories taste fake, don't they? Still, I remember. The way they squirm and cry and curse you, how horrified they are when you make them do something that oh, they swear they'd never do. But they'd never have let you in if it wasn't there already. Hahaha! Am I right? And this meat fits well.

[His grin widens.] You should hear him. He's so angry. He was trying to keep it a secret, you see. Pathetic, right? Makes a demon sick, it does, seeing kin not living up to their name. Needs to be taught a lesson, he does. Reminded what a demon is.

[He starts laughing, but rather quickly the laughter turns into a strangled sound. The camera gets tossed against a wall and clatters to the floor, showing a black screen for awhile. All the while there's a whole lot of gagging and hissing off screen. After a minute or so, he picks up the camera. When he speaks his voice is much more level, less wild, more serious.]

Listen. If you see me coming, run. I don't think I can hold him back for very long.


[ooc: Crowley [personal profile] thepointisdolphins and Mirror!Crowley [personal profile] notsovague will be all over the place, so feel free to find him anywhere. Just let me know where you want him. Also be warned, Mirror!Crowley is basically as evil a demon as you can imagine, the kind who's going to try and murder small children and animals, and he's going to be generally awful and repulsive. Let me know if you'd prefer one over the other.]

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Oct. 28th, 2013 08:20 pm
ahousedivided: and then die. (This car makes me want to weep)
[personal profile] ahousedivided
i'm sorry if i smell i can't shower he's watching 8(

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i might be safe i think he's illiterate.





correction: semi-illiterate.

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i think that is him smiling at me. confirmation: it is his smile at me. in my head. i'm so uncomfortable right now. help.

he just drew a picture of a bunch of dogs(?) on fire dancing around a plant.

...he says that it's a drawing of the 1099 seige of jerusalem except the crusaders are werewolves. i don't. i don't even know what that is. or what it's supposed to signify. nodon'ttEL MEILOVEHYOU LIKEW FIREE∂≈EEEEE NO KISSING ALOWED 2 NYONE ELS


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