Otherwordly meme

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 Otherwordly Meme

Sometimes all you need is a word to spark off an idea.

1. Post a comment with your character's name, canon, and any preferences you may have (no shipping, no smut, etc.)

2. Leave the comment blank or post a word or two in the body.

It may also help if you list scenarios you would like to play.

3. Reply to other people, either with words you picked out, or words they posted as prompts for a thread.

( A cleanup of the previous Otherwordly Meme. )

 

Comments

[hedgebitch]

"I guess so." It's validating to know that she had been right in thinking she belonged in Breakbills, that something went wrong. Something had. And she was sent through a much darker path because of it.

She hadn't absorbed his name, so she's grateful to hear it now. Though they've had a few run ins here and there it's never been long enough for her to bother to learn his name, to learn anything about any of them beyond being Quentin's friends. She's been caught up in her own causes, her own problems, it leads to a bit of tunnel vision.

"We grew up together." She replies with a sad smile. It had been nice, reconnecting with Quentin and coming to Fillory with him. She had felt distant from him ever since he got into the school and she didn't. Since she had to go underground and find other ways to learn magic.

[thegreatestproject]

"Founding members of the Fillory and Further Fan Club," he deadpans. A touch of humor. An attempt, at least.

"Thanks." There. That's a place to start. "For making sure he got here. Even though you had no reason to believe we'd trust you."

He still doesn't, entirely. But... he doesn't not trust her, for a certain value of trust.

[hedgebitch]

"Pretty much." It had seemed so exciting to be finally going to this place she and Quentin spent so much of their childhood discussing but that excitement feels rather distance now.

"I didn't exactly do anything to earn your trust," She admits, however begrudgingly. In her quest to discover magic, to gain power for herself, she made a lot of mistakes.

[thegreatestproject]

Eliot still pities hedge witches. Most of them. Because most of them are throwing themselves against a wall, either unaware or uncaring of the fact that it's going to destroy them before they break it down. But her?

"Being a hedge leads to desperation. Or -- maybe it's the other way around. Whatever. Either way, I get it. You are good enough to be at Brakebills. You just... got the short end of the destiny stick."