#romtask 003

I walk through the valley of the shadow of death. And I'll fear no evil because I'm blind to it all. And my mind and my gun they comfort me. Because I know I'll kill my enemies when they come.

Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life. And I will dwell on this earth forevermore. Still, I walk beside the still waters, and they restore my soul.

But I can't walk on the path of the right because I'm wrong.

Mare Elitihne knows hardship. She left behind a comfortable Boston life against her family’s wishes to go west with the man she loved. They bought a little homestead and some land just outside the town of Rusthills NV, and made big plans for their future. Their first winter together influenza swept through the town and took over half the population, Mare’s husband included. Everyone expected her to sell the land and move back east, but she’d made a promise and she intends to keep it. 

Avriel Glynwarren - Player Task 003 - 80s (or Sci-Fi, I suppose) AU

The doctors were unable to save Avriel from the effects of a lightning strike. He, as the world knew him, is dead. His conscience, however? Well, it’s alive and well - thriving, even. It was added to a network of consciences that make up the town of San Junipero. He’s chosen the year 1985 to live in - not because it’s nostalgic to him, but because it’s fun. He loves the music, the technology, the games and the clubs. Most of all, he loves his boyfriend, Kenny, who he met in this decade. They share a beach house together, and spend their days trying to ignore the morbid nature of the town they live in.

When you speak I hear silence. Every word a defiance. I can hear, oh I can hear.

Think I'll go where it suits me. Moving out to the Country, with everyone, oh everyone, before we all become one.

They call her Darkheart, the weapon that stalks in the shadows, death in neon and leather. Very little is know of her past, not her name, her home, how she acquired so many top of the line augmentations. All you need to know is that if you need a job done with speed and precision, the Darkheart is the name you want. If you can afford her that is. Of course there are the other rumors too, tales of wrongs against the forgotten avenged, of children saved, and young women protected...but stories are just fables without proof, and everyone know bounty hunters don’t waste their time with charity. Right?

Got a demon in my soul, and a voice in my head, saying go, go, go, I can sleep when I’m dead.

There’s a sonic revelation bringing me to my knees, and there’s a man down below that needs my sympathy.

I got a ringing in my ears getting ready to burst, screaming hallelujah motherfucker take me to church.

Mareona would never have picked this life, she hates crowds and parties and...well most people. She likes a quiet evening, playing for herself or close friends, but when her girlfriend’s band lost their guitar player and lead singer Mare said she’d fill in. Just this once. To everyone’s surprise, Mare’s most of all, she was a natural on stage...and wilder still she had a blast. Now it’s six months later and the band is getting all kinds of recognition. She’d never say it out loud, it’s bad luck, but in her heart Mare is starting to believe they might just make it big.