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Mun is 41, she/her
Asks and DM's are always open, feel free to ask me anything
I have 6 muses right now that I can currently RP with (Bio for them will follow) so when sending asks or dms please specify who you're interested in rp'ing with.
I do work (I hate it there) and will try and respond appropriately, so if it seems like it's taking a while for me to reply or answer and ask just feel free to let me know (sometimes notifications get buried too) Do not get mad and or angry
SFW and NSFW are fine and depending on what it is either send it in an ask, or I can be tagged in it. Try to keep the spicer stuff for asks.
No hate, rudeness, homophobia,racism, transphobia or misogyny I will block you and not feel bad about it, again sorry not sorry
If you want to plot something, have an idea for a story line? Send me a DM and we can come up with something
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Dark/violent story lines can be done just discuss them in DM's first, and both parties have to agree on things.
Limits: scat, watersports,feet, age play and pet play (if you're unsure if something is a limit of mine please ask first)
Story lines will be separate unless both parties agree on it
Do not bring drama,hate,trash talking,ultimatums. No jealousy towards role play partners, not lying and no spamming. Just be smart about things, I do have a life outside of Tumblr but I will try my hardest to reply and answer asks I just ask that everyone be courteous and decent. I will not tolerate any of this and you will be blocked.
Muse list after read more
Dean Winchester
“I’m Dean Winchester, I’m an Aquarius, like long walks on the beach and frisky women. Me and my brother Sammy hunt the things that go bump in the night, yeah that’s right we’re hunters. Family business and all. There isn’t anything I won’t do to protect my brother, even if it means sacrificing myself. My car Baby is the best Sammy and I have a lot of memories in it and it's been in some tough situations but it’s always dependable unlike most people, oh and I love pie and classic rock. Remember driver picks the music, shotgun shuts their cake hole. So if you think you have a ghost problem or maybe some ghoul stuff give me a call”
Lloyd Hansen
“Hello Sunshine! I don’t know why I need to say anything about myself. I should be pretty well known by now, but sure let me tell you about my favorite subject…me. I used to work for the CIA but then I decided why not freelance and be my own boss, which means my own rules. I’m sure everyone wants to know why I left the CIA, well it’s simple. I like doing things in lets say non ethical, non legal ways and that ruffled some feathers I guess, too bad for them I guess. Sent me to do a job to get some flash drive and had the biggest thorn in my ass….Court Gentry, dickhead messed up my hand and well that was my torture and shooting hand. Need something dealt with Sunshine you know how to find me”
Ransom Drysdale
“I don’t like you and I can guarantee you won’t like me,but you’ll probably love my money, well my family's money. I’ve been called many names, some of my favorite Trust Fund prick, asshole, jerk and many more, but what’s funny is everyone once you find out you have money everyone has their grubby hands out. I’m probably the most interesting, fascinating person you will ever meet and I will make your dull little life exciting. The only person I care about is me, myself and I, and when I found out my grandfather was cutting me out of his will, well I couldn’t let that happen could I did what I had too. And what was that you ask, you didn’t ask? Well too bad I’m telling you anyway, nothing short of murder (twice, wow I know) and I tried to frame the help. Just a normal day when you have money, so if I’m bored I might want to talk depends on my mood.
Rebecca Allen
Rebecca Allen was a woman with a bright future, that all changed the day she became Pandora Celestia. The day was ordinary until it wasn’t, the explosion should have killed her but instead it turned her into something more. As she lay close to death the terrigen mist enveloped her,keeping death away and giving her powers beyond her knowledge. Visions, terrible and horrible, are always destined to come true. She was able to peer inside of people’s minds and sway them to her will, and after enough practice could hone her powers into a physical weapon.
And thus Pandora Celestia was born, the powers she wielded terrified her and every time she feared she would lose control and either she would be destroyed or the power would over take her. Eventually she learned to hide her powers hoping that one day she could learn to control them and use them for good. Trying to help those she can, she's always vigilant to not over use her powers but to do everything she can to help anyone who needs it.
(art from Pinterest)
Cassandra Pendragon “Cassie”
Age: 200+ (long life from powerful witchcraft and being a shifter)
Abilities: Powerful spells and hexes, the ability to turn into a wolf or cat
Cassandra Pendragon or Cassie as was called by friends, came from a long line of witches going all the way back to King Authur. She was rather proud of that aspect of her family tree, it gave her some credibility in case her skills were ever questioned. And it wasn’t often that her skills were questioned, but mistakes could be made. Speaking of mistakes, the other half of her family was what most people in the witch/magic community deemed “Undesirable” ; it was always thought that being a shifter made magic weak. Cassie on the other hand found that to not be the case, in fact she felt her magic was stronger for it. When she shifted her magic complimented her form, she became what she called a mystic wolf.
Once witches and shifters alike found out about her she was shunned by both groups, witches feared the amount of power she had, and shifters didn’t normally trust witches so this made them even more wary. After taking various odd jobs, one went south and a witch and shifter were killed.Cassie received the blame and was hunted, always on the run she did what she had to in order to survive. She wasn’t against killing but it was only done if there was no other option. While on the run she realized she could turn into a simple house cat. Being a house cat was great to gather information and hide. Deciding she needs to set her name right she sets out to find the real killers so she can go back to her “normal life”
Ophelia Deathholme
Age: 40
Abilities: Can resurrect the dead, can communicate with the dead and has the abilities of the dead she encounters.
(dividers made by @saradika-graphics) (art from Pinterest)
Necromancy the practice of communicating with the dead in order to predict the future, that was at least the actual definition of the word.To Ophelia Deathholme it was more than just the plot to a book or movie it was part of her job, she used her talents to raise the dead working as a coroner for the police. The dead needed a voice, someone to get them justice, to help their families move on, to help the departed to move on. Initially she was met with skepticism. People thought she was taking advantage of the families by giving them “false” hope, that changed when she brought back a young woman who had been brutally murdered.
The family and officers were in the room and Ophelia kept trying to tell them all that her story wasn’t over, after being told numerous times to just do her job she took matters into her own hands. Normally the bigger the sacrifice the bigger the return, since all Ophelia needed was the young woman to speak she just used a small amount of her own blood. Speaking the words she knew too well the young woman sat up staring at Ophelia, the family was shocked and one of the cops passed out. Ophelia looked at the woman, her voice soft “Who killed you?” The young woman swallowed hard and paused as if trying to figure out the answer.
Everyone watched as the woman began to point, suddenly the lights went out and movement could be heard. Suddenly screaming broke out, then nothing, Ophelia backed up until she was touching the dead woman. She felt a whisper in her ear “He will find you little necromancy he wants your power by any means necessary.” Swallowing hard Ophelia the lights turned on and she was shocked at what she saw, everyone in the room was dead and arranged to spell her first name.
The young woman looks at her family sadly before turning back to Ophelia “He has been watching you, watching your power grow until the time is right. He will come for you and try and tempt you, do not allow him to. He will destroy the world and you will be his tool” The young woman coughs hard and smiles “Thank you for giving me justice, my father killed me in a fit of anger and now I can rest” The young woman motions Ophelia to move closer “We the dead wish to help you, we shall lend you our gifts for you will need them.” The air changes and Ophelia gasps as she feels power flowing into her, falling to the floor she passes out.
Waking hours later she feels strangely refreshed,standing she cries out in pain. Finally standing she makes her way to a sink and looks in the mirror at a large jagged wound across her face.
“Great just great” “I recommend cleansing the wound and then applying butterfly bandages to the wound” Looking Ophelia sees a young nurse, quickly realizing that she was a ghost. The ghost smiles and bows and walks over to Ophelia and walks into her, her eyes roll back into her head as she begins taking care of her wounds. Once finished the ghost leaves Ophelia’s body and bows again before leaving, gasping as she sits on the floor, realizing that now not only can she raise the dead but they can use their skills to help her. Realizing she has this power she uses it to still help the dead but now must figure out who has been watching her and why.
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Replies are still coming I promise! Working on balance between before I go into work and when I get home (10:30) my time, said this before but I'll probably start doing some queueing set that up so replies at still coming.
I've reached out to some people about restarting some stuff since I either can't find the og posts or with everything that's been going on I can't keep track of the plot.
Again thank you everyone for being so understanding and amazing 😍 you guys/gals/people are the best! ❤️
(Closed Starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Hopper)
Rebecca had stumbled into Hawkins, she kept looking behind to see if the car was still following her. The wound at her side throbbed and bled and she pressed her hands into it harder as she stumbled through the thick woods. The road seemed far away but she knew it was the blood loss and the cold that was affecting her, that and she had no idea where she was or for how long she had been running.
The morning seemed like a blur as she recalled getting ready for work and as she left her apartment she was pulled into a van with a bag put over her head. After what seemed like hours the van stopped and she was shoved out and into a normal looking office building, the initial questions started out benign until they didn't like her answers, but she had no idea how else to answer. Driving her to another facility is when she made her move and shoved her way out of the moving van, one of the men shot at her hitting her in the side.
Sheer determination kept her moving until she luckily stumbled on a small house knocking with her last bit of strength she wanted to wait until the door opened before she collapsed but her body decided that it didn't care. Her eyes rolled back and her vision went black as she passes out.
Rebecca smiles and nods "I can tell she seems very special and she's lucky to have you." Looking at the abandoned building, she feels uneasy and something else almost fear or dread.
" Thanks...well now hopefully she's got you. And we'll be able to keep you safe and find answers." He said as he pulled off the main road. He hides the car in some pushes close by. There are multiple signs saying " Keep out" and threatening trespassing. He gets out of the car making sure to have everything they'd need. Once out of the car he leads her to a human sized whole in the wire fencing around the building. " This way. Looks like we're the only ones here."
Rebecca smiles and nods "Of course she has me so do you, and I would love some answers." Looking at the signs and the building, she feels uneasy but follows him moving into the hole in the fencing. "Who else would be here I mean other than the bad guys, I assume other people in there would be bad guys?"
He chuckled lightly. " Yeah. Definitely the bad guys which in this case-- the governent or at least government funded research on kids." He stated as he walked a little a head of her, leading her but also keeping her guarded just in case.
She nodded quietly and murmured softly "I find it funny that it's always the government that has a hand in all these things you know" She was quiet as they entered the building, her eyes always hyper aware of everything.
Hopper nods. " Yeah. I mean it makes sense. The government has been doing it forever. They knew about the possible side effects of Agent Orange yet they let us do use it." He shuddered at the thought. Before he cleared his throat and kept moving forward.
Rebecca nodded and continued to stay close to him, she couldn't shake the uneasy feeling she felt, something felt off whispering softly. "Not that I want to sound paranoid but something here makes my skin crawl, it's hard to describe."
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(Closed Started for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Dean)
Witches and Hunters normally did not work together, it was sort of an unspoken rule. The two groups didn't get along and there was always animosity between them both, but sometimes it was unavoidable to have to work together.
Cassie was in trouble, big time trouble and she had known Bobby for as long as she could remember and before Bobby there were always other hunters who would help her. But Bobby she trusted with her secrets and her life, the brothers that he called "his boys" were a different story. Sam seemed nice enough gave off very labrador energy, Dean already hated witches and shifters so he wouldn't be super willing to help.
Heading to Singer Auto Salvage she pulled into the driveway and parked seeing Dean's trademark Chevy Impala and smiled, even in the shifter and witch circles that always talked about Dean Winchester's car. Walking out she headed to the front door and knocked waiting patiently.
Cassie sighs and friend slightly and nods "This has to look very believable, you may have to do some things you're not comfortable with at least I hope your not comfortable with. My pack and coven all know how hunters feel about shifters, and add on magic well we never have good luck."
(Closed Starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Billy Hargrove)
Coming back to Hawkins was a mistake, her parents had left when she was a kid and she did not want to come back, her parents deaths however had brought her back. Cassandra or Cassie as her friends called her got off the bus and grabbed the one bag of clothes she had and began to walk towards her old family house. Sighing she wished she hadn't brought anything would have been easier to get around as a cat or a wolf.
Her parents had never understood her when she said she felt different, she hadn't been coy or joking about that was was LITERALLY different. Most people her age were worried about cars, and money, Cassie worried about people being okay with her turning into a cat or wolf. Sighing again she kept walking lost in thought.
Billy shakes his head. " No..It's okay. You don't need to do that." He said looking at her. He hesitated a moment before he reached out hugging her. " It's fine. He's just mad. Max isn't home and it's my fault. I was supposed to be watching her. But she's old enough--she doesn't need a goddamned baby sitter."
Laughing Cassie looks at him "You sure? The offer still stands" She hugs him tightly and cards her fingers into his curls and sighs "She doesn't need a babysitter and it's not fair that he takes his anger out on you" Pulling back slightly she looks him over and frowns "I can clean you up if you want? If you want to do something just let me know okay"
Cassie looks at him and sighs "You shouldn't be used to something like that honestly, and I'm sorry that he's been like this your whole life" She gently touches his face and kisses the tip of his nose.
Billy leaned into the touch. It's so clear he's starved for true genuine affection. " Thanks. I just let me wash my face and then we should go look for Max. I have an idea of where she is."
He nodded. " Yeah that be nice. We'll see what she wants." With that he goes to wipe his face cleaning up what he can. His face already bruising in places.
(Closed started with @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Daryl)
(dividers made by: @saradika-graphics)
The zombie apocalypse was the big joke until it wasn’t, it all started with one person going to the hospital with a bite. Hours later the virus had spread thousands were infected and it was rapidly spreading, Rebecca was home watching the news unable to believe what she was seeing. Family members tore each other apart, mothers attacked husbands and children, the world had descended into chaos. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door. Moving towards the door she looked out the peephole and saw her boyfriend, opening the door she sighed “I’m so glad you’re home!” Hearing no reply she turned to be suddenly attacked by her boyfriend who was snarling and trying to bite her, fighting him off she scrambled and ran to the kitchen.
Grabbing the heaviest pan she could find she raised it as he charged again, swinging hard she caught him in the skull. Hearing a loud crunch she let out a cry as he slumped to the floor in a pool of his blood “Oh god what have I done?” Hearing noises at the door she ran and grabbed supplies before sliding out a bathroom window, the world she knew was chaos and it didn’t seem like it would never get any better.
A year later and a lot had happened Rebecca was no longer as trusting as she had once been, she had the scars and wounds to prove that the zombies weren’t the only thing to fear, people were just as terrible if not more so. Running low on supplies had her going out of her usual search area, coming across a small strip mall she got herself ready, bow with an arrow ready to go and her axe on her hip. Creeping into the first store she found some first aid items and a few packages of trail mix, sighing as she went into the next store she failed to notice another group in there.
Daryl stretched, he whistled and points to the door. Dog moved to lay down in front of the bedroom door. Once the bed was ready he moved to climb in with her
Smiling she instinctively moved closer to him, snuggling close and falling into a deep sleep. The whole apocalypse was forgotten if only for that brief moment.
It took him a little longer to fall asleep but her warmth soon lulled him into a deep sleep. He slept soundly, peacefully. He doesn't wake until an alarm goes off. Dog immediately jumping onto the bed waking them both.
Laughing softly as Dog jumped onto the bed and groaned "Yes yes we're getting up promise" Petting Dog she turns and kisses Daryl's cheek gently "You want some breakfast?"
(Closed Starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Billy Hargrove)
Coming back to Hawkins was a mistake, her parents had left when she was a kid and she did not want to come back, her parents deaths however had brought her back. Cassandra or Cassie as her friends called her got off the bus and grabbed the one bag of clothes she had and began to walk towards her old family house. Sighing she wished she hadn't brought anything would have been easier to get around as a cat or a wolf.
Her parents had never understood her when she said she felt different, she hadn't been coy or joking about that was was LITERALLY different. Most people her age were worried about cars, and money, Cassie worried about people being okay with her turning into a cat or wolf. Sighing again she kept walking lost in thought.
Billy shakes his head. " No..It's okay. You don't need to do that." He said looking at her. He hesitated a moment before he reached out hugging her. " It's fine. He's just mad. Max isn't home and it's my fault. I was supposed to be watching her. But she's old enough--she doesn't need a goddamned baby sitter."
Laughing Cassie looks at him "You sure? The offer still stands" She hugs him tightly and cards her fingers into his curls and sighs "She doesn't need a babysitter and it's not fair that he takes his anger out on you" Pulling back slightly she looks him over and frowns "I can clean you up if you want? If you want to do something just let me know okay"
Cassie looks at him and sighs "You shouldn't be used to something like that honestly, and I'm sorry that he's been like this your whole life" She gently touches his face and kisses the tip of his nose.
Billy leaned into the touch. It's so clear he's starved for true genuine affection. " Thanks. I just let me wash my face and then we should go look for Max. I have an idea of where she is."
(Closed Starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Hopper)
Rebecca had stumbled into Hawkins, she kept looking behind to see if the car was still following her. The wound at her side throbbed and bled and she pressed her hands into it harder as she stumbled through the thick woods. The road seemed far away but she knew it was the blood loss and the cold that was affecting her, that and she had no idea where she was or for how long she had been running.
The morning seemed like a blur as she recalled getting ready for work and as she left her apartment she was pulled into a van with a bag put over her head. After what seemed like hours the van stopped and she was shoved out and into a normal looking office building, the initial questions started out benign until they didn't like her answers, but she had no idea how else to answer. Driving her to another facility is when she made her move and shoved her way out of the moving van, one of the men shot at her hitting her in the side.
Sheer determination kept her moving until she luckily stumbled on a small house knocking with her last bit of strength she wanted to wait until the door opened before she collapsed but her body decided that it didn't care. Her eyes rolled back and her vision went black as she passes out.
Rebecca smiles and nods "I can tell she seems very special and she's lucky to have you." Looking at the abandoned building, she feels uneasy and something else almost fear or dread.
" Thanks...well now hopefully she's got you. And we'll be able to keep you safe and find answers." He said as he pulled off the main road. He hides the car in some pushes close by. There are multiple signs saying " Keep out" and threatening trespassing. He gets out of the car making sure to have everything they'd need. Once out of the car he leads her to a human sized whole in the wire fencing around the building. " This way. Looks like we're the only ones here."
Rebecca smiles and nods "Of course she has me so do you, and I would love some answers." Looking at the signs and the building, she feels uneasy but follows him moving into the hole in the fencing. "Who else would be here I mean other than the bad guys, I assume other people in there would be bad guys?"
He chuckled lightly. " Yeah. Definitely the bad guys which in this case-- the governent or at least government funded research on kids." He stated as he walked a little a head of her, leading her but also keeping her guarded just in case.
She nodded quietly and murmured softly "I find it funny that it's always the government that has a hand in all these things you know" She was quiet as they entered the building, her eyes always hyper aware of everything.
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(Closed started with @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Daryl)
(dividers made by: @saradika-graphics)
The zombie apocalypse was the big joke until it wasn’t, it all started with one person going to the hospital with a bite. Hours later the virus had spread thousands were infected and it was rapidly spreading, Rebecca was home watching the news unable to believe what she was seeing. Family members tore each other apart, mothers attacked husbands and children, the world had descended into chaos. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door. Moving towards the door she looked out the peephole and saw her boyfriend, opening the door she sighed “I’m so glad you’re home!” Hearing no reply she turned to be suddenly attacked by her boyfriend who was snarling and trying to bite her, fighting him off she scrambled and ran to the kitchen.
Grabbing the heaviest pan she could find she raised it as he charged again, swinging hard she caught him in the skull. Hearing a loud crunch she let out a cry as he slumped to the floor in a pool of his blood “Oh god what have I done?” Hearing noises at the door she ran and grabbed supplies before sliding out a bathroom window, the world she knew was chaos and it didn’t seem like it would never get any better.
A year later and a lot had happened Rebecca was no longer as trusting as she had once been, she had the scars and wounds to prove that the zombies weren’t the only thing to fear, people were just as terrible if not more so. Running low on supplies had her going out of her usual search area, coming across a small strip mall she got herself ready, bow with an arrow ready to go and her axe on her hip. Creeping into the first store she found some first aid items and a few packages of trail mix, sighing as she went into the next store she failed to notice another group in there.
Daryl stretched, he whistled and points to the door. Dog moved to lay down in front of the bedroom door. Once the bed was ready he moved to climb in with her
Smiling she instinctively moved closer to him, snuggling close and falling into a deep sleep. The whole apocalypse was forgotten if only for that brief moment.
(Closed Started for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Dean)
Witches and Hunters normally did not work together, it was sort of an unspoken rule. The two groups didn't get along and there was always animosity between them both, but sometimes it was unavoidable to have to work together.
Cassie was in trouble, big time trouble and she had known Bobby for as long as she could remember and before Bobby there were always other hunters who would help her. But Bobby she trusted with her secrets and her life, the brothers that he called "his boys" were a different story. Sam seemed nice enough gave off very labrador energy, Dean already hated witches and shifters so he wouldn't be super willing to help.
Heading to Singer Auto Salvage she pulled into the driveway and parked seeing Dean's trademark Chevy Impala and smiled, even in the shifter and witch circles that always talked about Dean Winchester's car. Walking out she headed to the front door and knocked waiting patiently.
Laughing softly Cassie shakes her head with a smile "Well I'm glad that I'm not half bad, would hate to be unliked by a Winchester" She winks at him and finishes washing the last dish before putting the dry ones away.
(Closed started with @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Daryl)
(dividers made by: @saradika-graphics)
The zombie apocalypse was the big joke until it wasn’t, it all started with one person going to the hospital with a bite. Hours later the virus had spread thousands were infected and it was rapidly spreading, Rebecca was home watching the news unable to believe what she was seeing. Family members tore each other apart, mothers attacked husbands and children, the world had descended into chaos. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door. Moving towards the door she looked out the peephole and saw her boyfriend, opening the door she sighed “I’m so glad you’re home!” Hearing no reply she turned to be suddenly attacked by her boyfriend who was snarling and trying to bite her, fighting him off she scrambled and ran to the kitchen.
Grabbing the heaviest pan she could find she raised it as he charged again, swinging hard she caught him in the skull. Hearing a loud crunch she let out a cry as he slumped to the floor in a pool of his blood “Oh god what have I done?” Hearing noises at the door she ran and grabbed supplies before sliding out a bathroom window, the world she knew was chaos and it didn’t seem like it would never get any better.
A year later and a lot had happened Rebecca was no longer as trusting as she had once been, she had the scars and wounds to prove that the zombies weren’t the only thing to fear, people were just as terrible if not more so. Running low on supplies had her going out of her usual search area, coming across a small strip mall she got herself ready, bow with an arrow ready to go and her axe on her hip. Creeping into the first store she found some first aid items and a few packages of trail mix, sighing as she went into the next store she failed to notice another group in there.
Smiling she easily followed him yawning she gave Dog a pat on the head as they entered the bedroom, rubbing her eyes she pulled the sheets back and got the bed ready.
(Closed Started for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Dean)
Witches and Hunters normally did not work together, it was sort of an unspoken rule. The two groups didn't get along and there was always animosity between them both, but sometimes it was unavoidable to have to work together.
Cassie was in trouble, big time trouble and she had known Bobby for as long as she could remember and before Bobby there were always other hunters who would help her. But Bobby she trusted with her secrets and her life, the brothers that he called "his boys" were a different story. Sam seemed nice enough gave off very labrador energy, Dean already hated witches and shifters so he wouldn't be super willing to help.
Heading to Singer Auto Salvage she pulled into the driveway and parked seeing Dean's trademark Chevy Impala and smiled, even in the shifter and witch circles that always talked about Dean Winchester's car. Walking out she headed to the front door and knocked waiting patiently.
She smirks and looks at him "Oh come on you know that you have a bad boy reputation" Finishing the dishes she watches him leaning up against the counter a bit. "And I'm glad for the help with the dishes and everything else."
(Closed Starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Hopper)
Rebecca had stumbled into Hawkins, she kept looking behind to see if the car was still following her. The wound at her side throbbed and bled and she pressed her hands into it harder as she stumbled through the thick woods. The road seemed far away but she knew it was the blood loss and the cold that was affecting her, that and she had no idea where she was or for how long she had been running.
The morning seemed like a blur as she recalled getting ready for work and as she left her apartment she was pulled into a van with a bag put over her head. After what seemed like hours the van stopped and she was shoved out and into a normal looking office building, the initial questions started out benign until they didn't like her answers, but she had no idea how else to answer. Driving her to another facility is when she made her move and shoved her way out of the moving van, one of the men shot at her hitting her in the side.
Sheer determination kept her moving until she luckily stumbled on a small house knocking with her last bit of strength she wanted to wait until the door opened before she collapsed but her body decided that it didn't care. Her eyes rolled back and her vision went black as she passes out.
Rebecca smiles and nods "I can tell she seems very special and she's lucky to have you." Looking at the abandoned building, she feels uneasy and something else almost fear or dread.
" Thanks...well now hopefully she's got you. And we'll be able to keep you safe and find answers." He said as he pulled off the main road. He hides the car in some pushes close by. There are multiple signs saying " Keep out" and threatening trespassing. He gets out of the car making sure to have everything they'd need. Once out of the car he leads her to a human sized whole in the wire fencing around the building. " This way. Looks like we're the only ones here."
Rebecca smiles and nods "Of course she has me so do you, and I would love some answers." Looking at the signs and the building, she feels uneasy but follows him moving into the hole in the fencing. "Who else would be here I mean other than the bad guys, I assume other people in there would be bad guys?"
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(Closed Starter for @stuffandthangsandangelwings for Billy Hargrove)
Coming back to Hawkins was a mistake, her parents had left when she was a kid and she did not want to come back, her parents deaths however had brought her back. Cassandra or Cassie as her friends called her got off the bus and grabbed the one bag of clothes she had and began to walk towards her old family house. Sighing she wished she hadn't brought anything would have been easier to get around as a cat or a wolf.
Her parents had never understood her when she said she felt different, she hadn't been coy or joking about that was was LITERALLY different. Most people her age were worried about cars, and money, Cassie worried about people being okay with her turning into a cat or wolf. Sighing again she kept walking lost in thought.
Billy shakes his head. " No..It's okay. You don't need to do that." He said looking at her. He hesitated a moment before he reached out hugging her. " It's fine. He's just mad. Max isn't home and it's my fault. I was supposed to be watching her. But she's old enough--she doesn't need a goddamned baby sitter."
Laughing Cassie looks at him "You sure? The offer still stands" She hugs him tightly and cards her fingers into his curls and sighs "She doesn't need a babysitter and it's not fair that he takes his anger out on you" Pulling back slightly she looks him over and frowns "I can clean you up if you want? If you want to do something just let me know okay"
Cassie looks at him and sighs "You shouldn't be used to something like that honestly, and I'm sorry that he's been like this your whole life" She gently touches his face and kisses the tip of his nose.
I did get a new job, I start Monday and I am so relieved. After seeing so many things about people being unemployed for months (sometimes years) I was very worried. One place I had a phone interview and an in person interview.
I tried not to get too excited because if it wouldn't have worked out that would have been a whole new issue, but it did go well and I'm very excited. It's something unique and different from what I've always done and I'm glad for this experience.
I'm feeling better mentally about everything, and with my new schedule 2-10:30 Monday through Friday I might do more queueing for replies or they may happen when I get home, I'll figure it out.
I want to thank everyone for sticking around and being amazing ❤️
