4. Older Runaway

It's weird to say, but we made our first roleplay blog, eviloshaintern (now chaososha), when we were like... 12. Wayyy too young to be on Tumblr, we know. But it was a source of comfort for us (no wonder we made twenty of them). It was kind of our escapism tactic from the real world, shitty home life (which we still have, we're just better at managing it and not wanting to die about it anymore).

The point is, we were thinking about maybe reviving or rebooting one or two of them for a little while, because we think there's still some joy left in all of it. We truly loved writing for it, even if rarely anything ever got finished. We're a bit better at self management now, and maybe this time around we won't get so burnt out about it.

So, here's a poll. yes, they're in pairs, it's the only way we could fit all of them.

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Runaway had already packed her bag with everything she'd need for a stay away from the castle before she began to even question if running again was a good choice. She had been up since 10 pm wondering over what she would need, where exactly she would go, and what she would do, but never once had considered if this was a good idea. The last time she had run away, (albeit with her mom knowing where she had gone) was March of the same year, and she had come back to Jackie being temporarily dead. What if something big happened while she was gone, however long that was? Too many possibilities started rushing through Runaway’s head, and she let herself collapse onto her bed.

Runaway stared up at the ceiling which held glow in the dark stars, and then rolled over to look at the digital clock on her bedside table, accidentally knocking her bag off of the bed in the process. It was just rolling over to 1am, figures. She blows hair out of her face as she sits back up. Mochi, a fat and fluffy black cat that appeared in Runaway’s room one day, jumped up on the bed and layed down on her lap. She looked down, running her fingers through the thick fur, “Well. What do you suppose I should do?” All she gets is a loud meow in response, which she jokingly scoffs at before picking her bag back up onto the bed.

Runaway, sadly, has to move Mochi off of her lap and onto a pillow, as she decides to once again look through her bag. “Dagger, check. Clothes, check. Food, check. Water, check. Blood-Juice Boxes, check. Well. Don't know why I did that for the fourth time tonight.” She stands up and looks into the stand up mirror in the corner of her room, no silver in the area so she’d be able to get a glimpse of her reflection. The curse wasn't just going to disappear, as with her nervous mood, her reflection showed a dull, jumpy version of what she’d usually look like. “Yeah. I think I need to go fix that. I’ll go.” With a nod to herself, she pulls on a fluffy jacket for the cold night, and slings her bag over her shoulder. She pets Mochi for a few seconds before she walks to her doorway.

As Runaway puts her hand on the door to her room, a thought which she’d been trying to shove into the back of her head decides to rush into her head. ‘Should I tell mom what I'm going to do?’ She shakes her head, and removes her hand from the doorknob. She thinks on it more, ‘I'm probably not going to be gone for long. Jeez, I am way too jumpy over the idea of telling people I'm leaving. Eh. I'll work on that when I get back. Okay. Just like last time. I'll tell anyone where I'm going if I catch them on the way out.’ With that, she opens the door and walks out quickly, leaving her door open in case Mochi needed a way out.

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Felix had to leave before the three of them walked into the city holding an entrance to the OSHA building. He promised to stay in touch though, and Runaway would hold him to that. Mich stayed with her however, and they walked Runaway under the cover of darkness to just outside of the doors to the OSHA grounds entrance. It was confusing how this illusion worked, an office building that opened up to the large OSHA grounds, but it was familiar. Just the sight of it almost had Runaway tearing up.

She turned to Mich, "Hey. Thanks for staying, but I think I'll be good from here on out." They smiled and nodded, "Right. I don't think I'd be allowed in anyways with my history. Bye lil' sis." Before Runaway could jokingly object to what Mich had referred to her as, they were gone. Runaway was once again alone, but not for long. She stopped just before swinging the doors open and walking inside, thinking on all that had happened before this point.

Had it really only been four months since she ran away due to that curse? So much had happened since then. Alaric was most definitely dead, Mich was completely on her side now, and she felt better. It seemed like OSHA was a lifetime ago. But Runaway missed it. She missed her mom, she missed her dama, she missed her sister, and now she came back. She was gone for everything after mid September, and as she grabbed the door handle, she thought to herself 'I really hope nothing has changed much. Right, yeah. Everything changes constantly... Well. I hope they aren't mad at least.'

But the plan/set out for it is as follows:

September 8th was her last canonical interaction, with Kishar. The Curse that caused her to be viewed as she sees herself. Which means this is 4 months before New Year's 2023. Due to this she ran away again aside from the going to fight Alaric arc, the Ides Of March (which I never finished.) But her name is Runaway, that is what she's known for. So let's say it caused a really bad mental health break so she decided to get away.

Ran off, unseen this time, or maybe she was seen and just had not been stopped, and she came into contact with Mich very quickly. They then decided that they actually would care about her, like when they took care of her after she was nearly killed by Jack, and tagged along on her 'journy'. The two then ran into Felix, Runaway's lost older brother who Mich told her about, and with reunions, the siblings and half sibling (Mich) were off.

Eventually all three of them found a cure for Runaway's curse, and where it was from, but I don't know much about that yet. Aside from the cure being found, before that, a lot of comfort was needed for Runaway as her self esteem took a huge plummet. Before this, regret of running away again had deeply set in for Runaway, but now it was finally for a reason, the curse being gone, and it made her feel a bit better at least.

Runaway and her older brother/sibling then hunt down a lot of their half-siblings, trying to now have more of a purpose on this journey, getting rid of Alaric. During this they end up meeting a few extended family members that also despise Alaric, and help them by giving advice on more of his kids and their powers. The three even meet a few people who owe Felix or Mich a few favors, that help them throughout this mini-adventure.

Eventually the three, after all these experiences together, everything they have done, they kill Alaric. He is a gone, a few of the siblings learn that he was bad and although they have a hard time accepting it, they still do. Runaway and Felix get a few answers on what happened to their mother and tell each other a bit about what went down after Felix's death was 'faked', more than what was said before anyways.

After this, Felix parts ways. He really can't stay in one place for too long, but he promises he'll stay in touch with Runaway, and he does. Mich doesn't come directly back to OSHA grounds, knowing they probably won't be accepted. They still look out for Runaway however. And Runaway goes home at the beginning of 2023.

She gets back to the castle and really hopes that her family won't freak out too bad. After she has been gone for 4 months, she just knows a lot has happened throughout the time. She just mostly hopes that they don't hate her for leaving, although that is very low on possibility. She jokingly thinks of using the 'my 19th birthday is in a month, please don't freak out' card to avoid anything happening before making her presence known.

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A reason why Runaway was inactive, since I can't do it for all of my like. 21 OSHA accounts, I'll do it for her, arguably my favorite. It's a bit of writing, as I want to write. It will follow what happened after Runaway succeeded in getting away unseen from OSHA.

That's right. After Runaway was (in her last canonical interaction, notably with Kishar) cursed to look like how she feels, I think she ran away from OSHA grounds. She did try to get away unnoticed once before, to fight Alaric. So who's to say she didn't do so again.

This bit of writing I plan to show her running away, unseen this time, to meet up with Mich, and then maybe also her long-lost older brother. Getting her cursed cured. Being gone for around the 4 months, and then ending up when she finally enters OSHA grounds again.

Below is the family tree, starting with Runaway's two adopted kids!

Currently Available under here!

Maria: Teen Aged Years, about 10 years after being adopted by Runaway, artistic.

Jason: Also Teen Aged Years, pulled from the same time as Maria. Cursed with really fucking bad luck.

Yasmine is Runaway that looks more like her father, Alaric, and since she despises him she despises herself a little bit more than is healthy. She has to learn to accept herself more, also makeovers with Kishar (The Janitor/Her Adoptive Dama)

Slice is Evil Runaway. One that grew up with Alaric, and is filled with hate for the 'world' that made them (her and her family) hide. She also loves weapons a lot and has collections. She also loves her siblings and would kill for them if asked. (Doesn't mean much, already kills)

(Picrew Versions)

"I've been through 10 highschools, they start to get blurry, no point planting roots cause you're gone in a hurry, my dad keeps 2 suitcases packed in the den, so it's only a matter of when."

"I don't learn the names, don't bother with faces."

"When mom was alive, we lived halfway normal, now it's just me and my dad, we're less formal."

"I learned to cook pasta, I learned to pay rent, learned the world doesn't owe you a cent."

"Shut your eyes tight, till you vanish from sight, let nothing remain! Freeze your brain, shatter your skull fight pain with more pain."

"Forget who you are, unburden your load, forget in 6 weeks you'll be back on the road. When the voice in your head says 'your better off dead' don't open a vein! Just freeze your brain"

Osha, Heros and Villains AU

I have never hit post limit before, so in an hour when it resets, send me everything. I'll reblog this with side blogs of mine.

A nice, smooth, 1500 words.

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Runaway, like before a lot of important events, decided to get out of the castle for a bit. She was going on a walk to the cemetary where her brother's tombstone was. However, her brother wasn't buried there, Jacob was. She knew this after proving Mich's information true, that Finn (Now Felix) was still alive.

Runaway fiddled with her dagger, staring at her deep red eyes in the iron blade. She had a bad feeling, probably just Mich being a stalker and watching her from somewhere she couldn't detect, or the fact she was going to visit an old friend buried under the wrong name. She gripped the lillies she was carrying for the grave tightly. Usually she'd bring poppies, but Jacob had a different favorite than Felix.

Eventually, after another hour of walking, Runaway finally arrived at the cemetary plot. Of course, she heard footsteps, and turned around to see Mich. They raised a hand and lightly waved, "Heya." Runaway rolled her eyes, "Wow, can't go anywhere without you showing up huh? Mind waiting a bit?" Mich shrugged, "Bold of you to assume I don't have someone important to me buried here too." Runaway raised her eyebrow, "Do you?" Mich paused for a second, "Good Point."

Mich did wait for a few minutes outside of the cemetary, and Runaway eventually walked out. "So, what information have you decided to present me with?" She sarcastically asked. Mich nodded, "You know me too well. Anyways, the oldest sibling of ours, you remember him?" Runaway didn't immediately remember, but nodded after a moment. "Yeah... Jack right? Wait.. Ours? Don't you just work for Alaric?"

Mich stared blankly for a moment, "Shit I didn't tell you? Yeah he's dear old dad, but he has to pay me to stick around, that's why I 'work' for him." Runaway has more questions, but they could be answered later. Mich continued, "Anyways, Jack, he may know a lot in general on Alaric. Being his first kid and all. You can find him in that old abandoned firehouse, yknow on the edge of town?" Runaway nods, "Yeah. I hid near it once, always seemed a weird place for a building like that."

"Yeah, exactly! Anyways Naw, he has the neat little trick of being able to disable abilities for about an hour, which really sucked, so if you do decide to track him down, make sure you keep your distance, alright?" "No Promises Mich, but thank you, I should probably get going then though." Mich shrugged, "Do what you want, don't get killed I guess."

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Runaway stayed behind at the cemetary for a bit after Mich left, but decided the whole Jack thing should be resolved as soon as possible. So another hour and a half later, she was back on the shady edge of town. The bad feeling she had before was way worse now, like something inside of her was yelling at her to 'get out of here'. She creaked through the doorway as a knife was thrown at her, grazing her ear. Runaway tried going invisible, but was unable to, and instead brought her dagger out of her pocket.

"Hello Again." Runaway stared across the empty building to see Jack. "Hello Jack. Is attacking everyone who walks through that door just your general response to people coming to talk to you?" He shrugged "Funny enough, yeah. Now you have a minute to tell me why you're here before I make you leave." Runaway scoffed, "Jeez... Touchy. Anyways, straight to the point, Alaric's weaknesses?" She meaninglessly gestures with her dagger. Jack glares at her, "Unlike you, I'm not a flithy rat of a traitor to the family."

"Cmon Jack. You have something, I know it." Runaway says, knowing she probably (more like definetly) won't get anything out of this sibling. Jack taps his foot several times, "You're minute's up." He shoots at Runaway, who barely manages to get out of the way. "Bad shot?" She barely gets out before Jack runs up on her. She tries backing up but Jack has the expirience (and non-disabled superhuman abilities) here.

He quickly ripped the dagger from her hand and jabbed it into her gut. He also jams the back of his gun, covered with some sort of substance, into Runaway's left eye. Runaway, without her regenerative powers, and for some reason only being able to see out of one eye now, collapsed to the ground along with Jack's gun. He laughed, "You get what you get I guess. Dad won't be happy that you're dead, but we'll live, unlike you." Without picking up his gun, he turns around to walk out the door.

Runaway wasn't dying like this. At least, not without taking Jack down with her. She grabbed for the gun, small and easily concealed, and aimed for the back of his head. Praying that there was still a bullet in it, and that she wouldn't be off, she checked her aim again and squeezed the trigger as hard as she could. Luckily for her, a gunshot sounded out, echoing in the abandoned building.

Moments later, Jack's body thudded to the ground. Runaway, even with only sight in one eye, managed to aim true. The bullet struck Jack right in the back of the head, and he didn't seem to have the usual regenerative abilities most dhampirs had. Runaway tried to keep herself awake, but she was still beeding out. "Right... a full hour before everything comes back." was her last thought as she, for the first time in quite a while, blacked out.

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Mich wasn't an idiot. They knew when something was wrong, they knew to not ignore gut feelings. That's why they had some basic medical supplies and were rushing to the firehouse. They weren't worried for Runaway she could take care of herself, at all, even in the slightest. Opening the door, Mich swore they felt their stomach drop.

Jack was dead in the back doorway, and Runaway appeared to be dead, but Mich could feel that she wasn't, not yet anyways. Mich rushed over, maybe they were freaking out a little bit. The dagger used to stab Runaway was still in her abdomen, "Well at least she hasn't lost as much blood as she would have..." Mich thought as he got out basic supplies to begin cleaning the, thankfully not giant, wound.

It took a few minutes, but Mich finished cleaning and patching the wound. It would begin healing after Runaway's abilities came back. Mich looked up at Runaway's face and took in a sharp inhale. Now that eye, that wasn't exactly fixable, but maybe it would eventually regenerate. They convinced themselves that it probably wasn't something to worry about on top of everything else.

Runaway woke up about 15 minutes later as her regeneration came back, quickly fixing up the wound in her abdomen. She looks to Mich, "Why did you patch me up? I wouldn't have died before my abilities came back?" Mich laughs, "Funny. No, Naw, you definitely would've died if I didn't stop by to check in on you two. By the way, nice shot." Runaway nods but quickly stops due to a sharp pain in her head. "Thanks. I didn't get anything out of him though.

"I didn't expect you to. And I didn't expect you to have a little chat with him so early." Runaway shrugs as she stands up, her abilities came back full force as her abdomen was now fully healed. "Why can't I see out of my eye still? Jeez did he hit me hard enough to give me nerve damage or some shit?" Runaway sighs, "Fine, yknow what I'll live with it for now. Mom can probably do something about it."

Runaway starts to leave, but Mich stops her. She turns to look at them, "What, got something to say to me?" Mich thinks about it, but really, the Merlyn lady could probably do something about it. And it's not like Runaway would listen to them, on top of that maybe her abilities just weren't working exactly right yet? "Nah, just, stay safe kid." Runaway chuckles, "Like that's possible, hah!" Mich watches Runaway walk away.

Mich felt something heavy in their chest. They picked up the gun that was discarded on the floor, and look at the substance on the back of it, before throwing the gun. They knew what that substance was. If that thing had made contact with their hands, Mich didn't even want to think about it, the pain it would be. They reach into a pocket of their cloak and bring out a silvery cloth to clean off the acid before quickly disposing of it.