୨୧╼ It Was Rare That Violet Was Offered A Reprieve From The Atrocities That Tortured The World.
୨୧╼ It was rare that Violet was offered a reprieve from the atrocities that tortured the world. Sometimes she felt as if she were on the outside looking in – separate from those around her. In all this chaos she had to admit, she was not surprised that the first kindred soul she had met in quite some time was at a bookstore. Regrettably for them both, in front of the self-help isle.
Violet could not help but be anxious about Nell’s arrival. As she could not recall the last time, she invited someone over for enjoyment. Especially someone so pretty and interesting. She wanted to make a good impression and felt like it had to be flawless. So, she decided it was best to set up their date was in the library. There were shelves stuffed with books on a variety of subjects and luxe but well-loved furniture was strewn about. By the lit fireplace was a sprawled-out blanket. Covered with an eclectic assortment of Chinese food.
“Ever since I was a child, I always felt safest surrounded by books. My parents always said that well-read people are less likely to be evil. I thought you may enjoy to see my inner sanctum.” Violet made her way over to the blanket, “I hope you do not mind. I always loved picnics. Please, sit down and make yourself comfortable. Do you require a pillow?” With a gentle smile she made her way to a small bar in the corner of the room. “May I get you something to drink? Wine? Beer? I also have a plethora of non-alcoholic beverage if you so choose.”
@hauntsher ୨୧ starter call.
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i'm so sad there isn't a reverse 1999 rp scene. it was a phone game i picked up in the hospital. the story is so good, and surprisingly didn't require money if you understood the mechanics. the characters in it are ridiculous with cool backstories that make them worth unlocking. i really want to make a character from me - but maybe i just will anyway and force it upon all my ride or die mutuals.
look at these cuties. i can already see the fcs for some of them.
in any super hero verse, violet does not have powers. she is an average human but is clever - so she works in a mechanics lab engineering various contraptions and and computers. usually she is framed by upper management for a villainous deed, and she has to go on the run.
୨୧╼ Memento Memori, remember you will die. The motto was etched at the entrance of Prufrock Prep. It was fitting as every day spent within the school’s walls felt like a slow demise. Daily concerts held by Vice Principal violin concerts that assaulted their senses. Count Olaf dressed up as Couch Genghis forced them to do meaningless laps all night. The fact that their Orphan status practically made them pariahs was the least of their problems.
Charlie had not been like the majority of the students. The atrocious treatment of those deemed undesirable was considered the standard. At best they were ignored and at worst they were tormented. With a life infested with unspeakable horrors, all positive experiences were cherished. “Yes, it is wonderful to see you. From appearances time has treated you well.”
Eyes cast downward as Violet bit her lip. It was a rarity that she saw someone from her past and found pleasure in it. Her gut instinct was generally to flee as quickly as possible. If approached, she would deny who she was and make her exit. Not that meeting new people was any either. She lived an isolated life, scared to get close to anyone outside her immediate family. “How have you been?” With a small smile, she tucked a strand of brown hair behind her ear.
Years could move rather quickly. Charlie had memories of many things in recent years that left impressions. The stranger and stranger still. Prufrock Prep among them. It seemed to be an endless maze of the most odd rules he had ever endured. But endured it he had. Not everyone was so lucky- there were a few that got the brunt of it. But one pair in particular had seemed to be dirt beneath the bottom of the barrel. At least as far as it went with Vice Principal Nero.
What a fuck.
But the days that went by, Charlie could remember them. Her in particular. There was something distinctly memorable about Violet. Even if they interacted in limited amounts- by no means without attempts. But that 'school' had been a cage, separating them from the things they wanted or enjoyed.
So when a familiar face appeared as he turned, the dark haired man could only look surprised. His face, usually one of neutrality, had morphed into shock.
"Oh. V-Violet? Holy...-Is that you?"
—𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑫 𝑨 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑯𝑶𝑴𝑬, 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑰 𝑳𝑬𝑭𝑻. 𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑫 𝑨 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑯𝑶𝑴𝑬, 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑰 𝑳𝑬𝑭𝑻 𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑳𝑬𝑭𝑻.
abbott wolff. original fallout character. multi-fandom. indie. selective. private. penned by miles. ( he/they, 25. ) cred.
with anya taylor joy as a fc. bc they both have sweet smiles and dark eyes.
but then there is also this french woman loving queen. who i haven't decided a fc for, the only requirements for me being dark hair, dark eyes, and non-problematic.
୨୧╼ starter call. who wants a starter when i get back. may message to plot something out since it will most likely be an au. <3
