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[captured: The moment they realized Tristan would not be coming back to the party.]

This is an ask/RP blog for @leawshum 's OCs! Everything here will be answered in character, and I ask that you direct any personal or OOC asks to my main.

Please, feel free to interact with AU versions of any of my characters as well. (i.e. I fully intend to do Modern!AU versions of everyone eventually.) Just be sure to specify it's for that AU, or I'll just respond with their canon persons in mind.

That being said, this is not exactly canon. I will draw from their canon personalities, but it's for fun. So responses will be a little more freeform.

General Rules

OOC posts will be tagged [#ooc].

This blog is 18+, and all my characters will be aged accordingly for that purpose. So, that would be putting most of them at 18, with Adam at 19 and Julian at 20.

With this^ in mind, please still be mindful of the mature content you send. If I find something uncomfortable or offensive, it will just go unanswered. This goes for asks and RP.

Most characters are HL era, but feel free to ask for their responses for whichever era you choose, or for your own canon situations. I don't mind some fun hypotheticals.

I will tag [#le canon] and [#le canon divergent] as needed to not confuse anyone who's reading their fics or are already familiar with the character.

Freeform as it may be, they will respond how they would normally respond, regardless of whether the topic is canon.

If you have questions about specific boundaries or if you want to ask about certain RP before you send, please feel free to message me. My inbox is always open here and on my main.

Cael sipped gingerly at his tea. It was a lovely spring day in Hogsmeade, but alas, Cael was bored. It was time for a game. He thought a bit, then a bit more.

Why was everyone so quiet? The tea wasn’t that delicious. Hm. What sort of game should they play? Perhaps a thought experiment? Ah, yes! Yes!

“What if we were vampires?” he said, pinky raised as he downed the last drop from his cup. 

After everyone seated around the table digested Cael’s question—which they processed far faster than one would normally assume, but they were a rather odd, albeit lovable, bunch—Adam said, “I don’t know, I feel like we’re already powerful enough.” He tugged at his collar, smoothing out a wrinkle. “Also, I don’t love the concept of drinking someone’s blood.”

Tristan said, “This is just a hypothetical, right?”

“I’d much rather be a werewolf,” Aquaria cut in before Cael could answer.

Everyone stared at Aquaria who was now grinning at them all, her teeth bared. 

Cael said, “Yep, that tracks.”

They had something to mull over now. Problem officially solved. 

Job well, done, Cael. Job well done. 

'Back To The Future: Part II' by Adam Simpson.

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