the betrayal/redemption meme

[earthking]

BETRAYAL MEME

You have done something unspeakable to the people closest to you. How did this come to be, and how will you make amends?


Instructions

Post with your character with their name, series, and whether you're the betrayer, the betrayed, or simply leave it blank! Then, either make up your own scenario to your liking, or use our prompts (RNG totally optional) and go wild!

(Example: for organization's sake, denote b3+2 where you killed someone and are trying to hide it or r5+3 for a situation where you side-hopped and now want nothing more than to make things right, so that people know at a glance whether you're betraying or being redeemed and what you did.)

betrayal; you've turned your back on everything you once stood for

1) you're innocent. it's not your fault, but they can never know. maybe you're protecting someone. maybe you're being blackmailed. whatever the case, it's your dark secret.
2) you're hiding. you've done something terrible, but no one knows it yet. how far will you go to bury what you've done for good?
3) you're uncertain. everything is in place now, but nothing's been set into motion yet. maybe it's not too late to turn back. or is it?
4) you're slipping. you thought you could change. maybe for a while you even managed to. but now you find yourself falling back to your old ways, and everyone around you is at risk.
5) you're reacting. they betrayed you first. you're not in the wrong. they deserve this. they brought this upon themselves. you're not really betraying anyone if they pushed first.

redemption; you've done something that can never be forgiven

1) you're trapped. they caught you red-handed, or maybe you turned yourself in. now those you betrayed are free to face you one by one and have their revenge.
2) you're false. this whole betrayal thing isn't working out quite the way you'd hoped. maybe if you play your cards just right, you'll be able to get your old life back.
3) you're selfless. whatever forced your hand to begin with doesn't matter anymore. you'll destroy yourself and play the role of a villain to the very end if that is what it takes to make things right.
4) you're lost. what you did was wrong, and you know that now. you can never be sorry enough, and you've lost your way. all you want to do is find home. won't anyone out there show you the way?
5) you're tortured. you have to make amends for what you've done. you have to. the thought consumes you, possesses you. you have to find them, help them. but after what you've done, will they even want to see you again?

what you've done;

1) you sold them out
2) you killed
3) you joined the other side
4) you stole
5) you lied
6) you simply are. you were never 'good' to begin with.

Comments

SHOULD* (doh)

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Still not talking, because he's mature like that, but he goes to grab said towel and throws it over to Arthur, before he folds his arms and leans against the wall near the bath.]

[pratful]

[ and it lands right on his face. ]

... Thanks.

[ tying that around his waist, he steps from beyond the screen and, oblivious as always, dips a leg full into the bath and... screech ]

Merlin! Why didn't you warn me it was still too hot? [ djkls;a that stung :(

... and for that matter, why wasn't he fetching the cold water to cool it down? Conspiracy! That's he's still oblivious to. ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[The way he suppresses a wide smile probably gives away that he at least definitely knew, if Arthur catches it. But he puts on an innocent expression right away.]

Oh, sorry! Let me fix that right away.

[And so he stumbles to grab the cold water to... spill it onto the floor. On purpose. Never mind that it will make Arthur think him more of an idiot, and that he'll have to clean it up.]

[pratful]

[ he's like a little girl, feet just on the edge of the puddle and towel tightly clutched in one hand. ] You better! I swear, you're the most incompetent servant I have ever had.

[ Because he's had many.

Right... ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Aaand down onto the floor it goes. You jinxed it, Arthur!]

Oops.

[]

[pratful]

[ get thee to a nunnery, thou foul brute! aka, stop staring. It's making him self conscious ]

Get out!

[ crash, there goes the cup full of shaving cream. Bang there goes the soap! ]

I am working, really, I just had to tag this

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[And as Merlin leaps for the door, ducking under the cup and the soap - as the mature person he is, he makes a face at Arthur right before he disappears out of sight and slams the door shut behind him.

Mission accomplished.]

lmao, I don't blame you! I couldn't resist this one either.

[pratful]

[ And now Arthur's stuck with broken crockery all over his floor, no soap and his bath is still too warm. If he had no sense of pride, he'd just crawl right back into bed and curl. But, he does have pride and stalking butt naked to the door, snatches up that soap and stalks back to the tub. He's a man, damnit. He can handle the heat! ]

/cradles thread to bosom

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Meanwhile, Merlin hunts down Gaius to complain about Arthur being an idiot and whatnot, and recites the whole situation a little reluctantly when Gaius asks just what happened because the more he thinks about it, and the further he gets into the whole, uh... story, the stupider it seems.

So, in the end, that's what he says to Gaius too, sheepishly. "That was stupid, wasn't it?" And while he doesn't think it was uncalled for exactly, no, it was... unnecessary.

Which is why he makes a mental note to look for Arthur and apologise later, but first he'll flop down on his bed and use this sudden free time to study some magic.]

/kicks it to the curb

[pratful]

[ and it's just after dinner when Arthur comes tearing down the stairs and pounding on Gaius' door ]

Merlin!

kjashfdsg xD

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Oh!

Well, that works too.

Merlin jumps on his bed at the sudden noise and blinks a little blearily around him, wondering just how long he was lying there. Which... appears to be a little longer than planned, and he scrambles up and lets out a quiet, surprised sound at the rush of dizziness that brings, and quickly swipes the book under his pillow for now before he stumbles towards the door.]

Coming!

[And on his way to the front door, he nearly knocks over a bottle or two and grabs an apple because he's hungry, and bites into it just as he grabs the handle and pulls the door open.]

[pratful]

[ And there's Arthur with a pair of boots in hand and his armor all tied up in a sack. ]

There you are, and just where do you think you've been?

[ Arthur's gaze flicks over the apple and frowns. Really, Merlin? Can't you eat somewhere other then right in front of him? ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Oh, sorry, your majesty, he doesn't mean to offend you. /eyeroll

And Merlin's gaze flicks over the sack and the boots, and then he raises his head and an eyebrow to look back at Arthur.]

Right here. I thought you gave me a day off?

[pratful]

Yes, the day. I never said anything about your nights. [ he holds out the offensive items ] Clean them before the morrow.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

...

[Way to make him reconsider that apology, Arthur. But, then, that is true, and it was still free time. Which is nice.

Yes.]

Of course.

[He'll just bite down on the apple and hold it there so he can grab the bag and the boots and put them away.]

Listen... This morning... I got annoyed, and that was unnecessary. Sorry.

[pratful]

[ speaking with a mouth full of apple is hardly polite you know ]

So you did do it on purpose! [ he's talking about dropping the water, not the bath. Nevermind the apology. ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Grin. Oh, get over it.]

Yes. You really didn't get that?

[pratful]

[ why should he? ]

Don't insult me. [ yeah, no, he didn't. Not for certain ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Oh, geez. He's not meant to anger Arthur all over again.

So he raises his hands in surrender.]

I wasn't.

[pratful]

Fine, but I want my sword sharpened and for breakfast, I expect there to be three sausages and not two.

[ Arthur raises a hand, stopping Merlin from saying anything before he even can. He's in no mood for arguments! ]

I don't care how you do it, just make it happen.

[destinedtobeunpopular]

[Sigh. Great. Now he has that to worry about too.]

Prat.

[pratful]

[ don't make him smack you! ]

I am not a prat. I am Prince Arthur. [ at least it's better then clotpole, barely ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

Prat Prince Arthur.

[Now if you'll excuse him, he's going to carry the boots and armour into his room.]

[pratful]

[ as if! ]

Hey, who said you could just walk away? We're not through here! [ following Merlin straight into that room. ]

[destinedtobeunpopular]

I was going to come back.

[But, sure, if you want to follow he won't stop you.

Once he's put them onto his bed, he turns around to face Arthur, eyebrows questioningly raised.]

What?