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entranceway2016-09-08 10:15 pm
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Entry tags:
- btvs: angel,
- btvs: cordelia chase,
- dragon age: warden cousland,
- gravity falls: dipper pines,
- marvel: clint barton,
- marvel: steve rogers,
- supernatural: john winchester,
- the amazing spider-man: peter parker,
- the flash: barry allen,
- the vampire diaries: bonnie bennett,
- the vampire diaries: camille o'connell,
- the vampire diaries: klaus mikaelson,
- vampire academy: rose hathaway
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[ooc: tw for body horror/decapitation. set after this. open to fourth walls given this happens the same night as the throne-room party.]
[Peter has no idea how to do this. He's still shaking, hunched in a corner, having tried to contact Bonnie only to get no response, because she's probably just passed out. It's late. He figures no matter what people want to know about this. They deserve to know. He would want to know if someone he cared about here died (ha).
He has seen dead people before. He held his Uncle Ben in his hands while he died. He was there when Captain Stacy took his final breaths, but there is something else- There is something different about stumbling on someone's head detached from their body on the floor after the action is all done in the silence when he only expects to stumble on nothing. It's different to then realize he recognizes who they are, and now he's hunched over his network device, stuck to a corner of his own room.]
If you know Faith, I found her. She died. I'm sorry.Her
She's Her body and head
She's
Her body is in my room right now. I don't know what happened. I mean she was murdered but I don't know how or who. I just found her. Also I didn't clean stuff up down there but there's blood and stuff. [stuff being his own vomit. he still feels sick.]
[Peter has no idea how to do this. He's still shaking, hunched in a corner, having tried to contact Bonnie only to get no response, because she's probably just passed out. It's late. He figures no matter what people want to know about this. They deserve to know. He would want to know if someone he cared about here died (
He has seen dead people before. He held his Uncle Ben in his hands while he died. He was there when Captain Stacy took his final breaths, but there is something else- There is something different about stumbling on someone's head detached from their body on the floor after the action is all done in the silence when he only expects to stumble on nothing. It's different to then realize he recognizes who they are, and now he's hunched over his network device, stuck to a corner of his own room.]
If you know Faith, I found her. She died. I'm sorry.
She's Her body and head
She's
Her body is in my room right now. I don't know what happened. I mean she was murdered but I don't know how or who. I just found her. Also I didn't clean stuff up down there but there's blood and stuff. [stuff being his own vomit. he still feels sick.]
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Of course. And I'm sorry for how this all turned out.
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I'm sorry too. Looks like a lot of people died. You'd think parties wouldn't be so dangerous, but there are a lot of new people and a lot of mirrors running around.
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I think the main issue is the Mirrors. With the sheer amount of people here, it's impossible to keep track of them. And a lot of them have vendettas.
[ Wouldn't it be nice if Steve could know a Mirror just by looking at them? But even then, he can't just assume all of them are murderous.
A lot of them are, though. ]
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But I talked to some who clearly wanted to ruin the lives on this side.
[text][private]
At least Faith will be able to tell us who did this to her once she's back.
[text][private]
Yeah. What do we do when we find that out?
[text][private]
We make sure we're ready the next time that the Mirrors are let loose on this side.
[text][private]
We're ready next time. We fight them. I'll be ready next time.
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