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maskormenace2016-03-11 01:16 am
helladoomed) wrote in maskormenace2016-03-11 01:16 am
Entry tags:
- jonathan crane | scarecrow,
- marceline abadeer | the vampire queen,
- † alison hendrix | n/a,
- † asher millstone | beefcake,
- † benton fraser | n/a,
- † brianna | the breeze,
- † chloe price | butterfly,
- † cindy moon | silk,
- † d'artagnan | n/a,
- † george o'malley | n/a,
- † julian day | calendar man,
- † max caulfield | n/a,
- † megan gwynn | pixie,
- † normie osborn | n/a,
- † sarah manning | n/a,
- † sera | your mum's tits,
- † the iron bull | the iron dragon
003 - [Video] Happy Birthday, Chloe Price.
[It's a little after noon when Chloe turns her communicator on. She's sitting on an old white plastic deck chair, and from the look of the buildings behind her, probably on a roof somewhere in Nonah. She's in a worn old white tanktop with a skull on the front, her jeans-covered legs propped up on something, her coat hanging off the back of her chair. She's spent the morning avoiding people, not answering her texts, just...brooding. There's a cigarette between her lips, and she takes a drag off it before she catches it with her other hand, her attention mostly on the phone.]
You ever think about time 'n shit? Like, how it hella doesn't make any sense here? Like, okay, back home, before I wound up here, it was 2013 right? In October.
[She leans back in her chair, resting the phone on her leg, tilted up so all the screen really catches is her face and neck and the clouds.]
Suddenly I'm here, it's three years and a couple months later. Just, wham, welcome to the future except it's a weird fucked up cold war version of the future. And I get like, it's way worse for other people, right? Pulled from other centuries or other fuckin' planets with their own weird-ass calendars but.
Three years.
[She's not even really sure what she's going on about, honestly. She'd been puzzling this over in her head all morning and hadn't gotten anywhere, so maybe she thought rambling out loud would help. It wasn't really working.]
So here we are, right? March 11th, 2016. Shit had gone different, I'd be twenty-two today.
[She hesitates, her gaze distant, up on the clouds as she took another puff off her cigarette.]
Instead, I guess I'm twenty. Sort of. Minus a couple months. Still my birthday though. [And then she smirks, pointing the two fingers holding her cigarette at the sky.] Fuck you, universe. Chloe Price made it to twenty after all.
[She scooped up the phone again, and for a second is framed in the picture again, the camera half-covered by her thumb as she reaches for the disconnect. Her voice is quieter again.]
Didn't see that comin'.
[Click.]
You ever think about time 'n shit? Like, how it hella doesn't make any sense here? Like, okay, back home, before I wound up here, it was 2013 right? In October.
[She leans back in her chair, resting the phone on her leg, tilted up so all the screen really catches is her face and neck and the clouds.]
Suddenly I'm here, it's three years and a couple months later. Just, wham, welcome to the future except it's a weird fucked up cold war version of the future. And I get like, it's way worse for other people, right? Pulled from other centuries or other fuckin' planets with their own weird-ass calendars but.
Three years.
[She's not even really sure what she's going on about, honestly. She'd been puzzling this over in her head all morning and hadn't gotten anywhere, so maybe she thought rambling out loud would help. It wasn't really working.]
So here we are, right? March 11th, 2016. Shit had gone different, I'd be twenty-two today.
[She hesitates, her gaze distant, up on the clouds as she took another puff off her cigarette.]
Instead, I guess I'm twenty. Sort of. Minus a couple months. Still my birthday though. [And then she smirks, pointing the two fingers holding her cigarette at the sky.] Fuck you, universe. Chloe Price made it to twenty after all.
[She scooped up the phone again, and for a second is framed in the picture again, the camera half-covered by her thumb as she reaches for the disconnect. Her voice is quieter again.]
Didn't see that comin'.
[Click.]
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[ He eyes her carefully, mouth curving towards a smile. ]
You're too young to let it get you down.
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[She shrugs.]
Pretty sure age doesn't have anything to do with getting you down.
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[ Leaning forward. ]
Listen. Whatever happened to you before, it doesn't have to happen here. This world is full of second chances. You only need to look around to see that.
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It's got more upsides than downs.
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Max Caulfield? Are you from the same world?
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[She shrugs.]
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Being here on my own would be pretty shitty.