bakerstreet | Guilt Meme

GUILT

guilt /gɪlt/
noun
1. the fact or state of having committed an offense, crime, violation, or wrong, especially against moral or penal law; culpability: He admitted his guilt.
2. a feeling of responsibility or remorse for some offense, crime, wrong, etc., whether real or imagined.
3. conduct involving the commission of such crimes, wrongs, etc.: to live a life of guilt.

how to play
1. post your character, name and series in the subject along with any preferences. Go to RNG and roll for what you're guilty about, list as many numbers as you want or stick to just the one.
2. others respond to with full knowledge of what your character has done and the need to bring it up or deliver punishment or forgiveness for it. They can go to RNG and roll for their character's reaction or choose one themselves.
3. play out the scenario!

options
1. cheat you cheated to get your way or cheated on a lover.
2. murder you've committed the ultimate crime and taken a life.
3. addiction you've been addicted to drugs or alcohol, gambling, whatever.
4. arrogance you've thought you were better than everyone else and marked them off.
5. theft you've stolen from someone.
6. double-cross you've screwed someone over to further your own position.
7. lies you've lied so much, who even knows what the truth is anymore.
8. anger you've been angry at everything, at everyone, to the point you can't see when you've been in the wrong. maybe you were abusive to everyone around you or maybe you just withdrew when they tried to help you.
9. hate you've hated someone, so much, you've done everything to make their lives bitter.
10. wrong lover you've been involved with someone who's already married or in a relationship, your own sibling, or someone who's just too young for you.
11. ran away you ran away when someone needed you the most, whether because they were in emotional turmoil or actual physical danger.
12. blind eye you saw evil going on around you and you turned a blind eye to it because you didn't want to deal with it.
13. good intention everyone knows the road to hell is paved with good intentions. you intended well, but it didn't end up that way.
14. combo/other either combine any of the above or come up with a guilt of your own.

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[no ten unless het.]

[ooc: Or would you rather roll, I'm good with either!

( open to all themes both het and m/m )

[No 10, please! Otherwise, open.]

[M/F Preferred for 10, but we can see how it goes.]

[It's a long way from the palace of Asgard down to the dark, subterranean dungeons at the great realm's roots, caverns that twine into the celestial branches of Yggdrasil itself. But the paths to that dark land are not hidden from Asgard's royalty.

Loki had known about the dungeon below Asgard before, had even been to see it. But never, not even during his failed conquest of Midgard, had he dreamed that he himself would be imprisoned here. And yet here he is, bound by the unbreakable coils of Yggdrasil on hot stone that shines in the dim light of the Tree like embers.

Above him lies a serpent, larger than any monster he has ever seen, larger even than the great whales of the Chitauri army. It is one of the many serpants that gnaws at the roots of the World Tree, summoned up here from the Dead Realms by Odin. It is asleep, in hibernation for another aeon at least, and it sleeps with its mouth open. From its maw comes a steady drip of its saliva, as toxic and acidic as the Dead Realms. It drips into Loki's eyes.

He can't see the serpent often anymore, for the most part. More often than not he is rendered blind by the acid carving his eyes out, hissing and driving into his skull. When his eyes have healed enough to see, it is only to stare at his bleak prison for a few breathless minutes before the next drop of poison hits him.

He doesn't always scream when the poison hits him now, for his throat is often too raw to allow it. He does not cry, either; his eyes are too damaged to allow for tears and he can feel from the lack of pain that he is developing thick scars around the corners of his eyes where the poison gathers. Mostly it is a string of animal moans that echo endlessly around the cavern now, but he is rarely aware enough to notice them. All that is on his mind now is when the next drip will fall on him, when the pain will explode like the supernovas that burst billions of miles away from his prison, when his eyes will become blind once again and poison will trail down his face and neck and back, burn like comet trails.

The Allfather has picked a good prison for his second son; Loki will not be able to escape this punishment for a long time. He did not, however, ask Thor whether he agreed with this punishment.]