The Firsts Meme

[wheesockies]

It's your first time! Whether it's first kiss, first date, or even your first child, your character will be plunged into the nervous or terrifying experience that is their first time.

The list:
1. First kiss. Pucker up!
2. First date. Who's paying? Dinner and a movie, or a night under the stars in the back of your convertible Corvette?
3. First time. You've been together awhile, and it's about time to consummate things.
4. First child. Was it an accident, or planned for? You decide!
5. First Anniversary. You've made it an entire year without killing one another! Time to break open the bubbly.
6. First pet. Dog or cat? Fish tank? Rhinoceros?
7. First house. Apartment in the city, or perfect white picket fenced home! Either way, better make the best of it.
8. First fight. And things had been going so well; is your relationship strong enough to outlast the tiffs?
9. First breakup. But they were your one and only! How will you cope with losing them? How will you ever manage to find another?
10. Make up your own! Or mix and match!

As per usual, the norms apply! Post a comment with your character, and others will use the handy dandy RNG to choose a random scenario, or they'll simply pick one they like! Keep rolling and playing your little hearts out, and enjoy!

Comments

[inhaled]

[ Derek had taken spectacular advantage of a sick, sad girl. There was no sidestepping that. He'd wheeled her out of a seriously intensive looking room into the morgue for their chat. It was callous, it was a toe in the water comparatively. Observed her and another for days in advance, her brittle steps and cringing movements painting her incandescent beside her classmates. The epileptic attack was nothing but convenient. She couldn't know any better.

He had saved her from a nightmare. He was making no plans to regret it. ]

Clubhouse. [ Mild, but seemingly humorless. A warehouse at town's edge that he'd holed Isaac up in for the time being, since the Hale home was regularly both a war zone and cop checkpoint.

He was entirely comfortable in the silence. There were going to be a lot of absurd and repetitive questions from growing Team Derek, and they were his to field. The silence was terrific. The staring, however, was eating away at his nerves. He blinked ahead. ] It's going to be your home away from home. You'll need it. [ She could keep her parents, her claustrophobic square of a room. He didn't need a second runaway on his hands, not yet, and he had blossoming ideas for her. She'd need to attend a class or two. In and out of those walls, she belonged to the pack. ]

Tomorrow, we're going to the mall. [ He doesn't spare a look. ] I'm serious.

[werebitch]

[Well he seemed to be a man of few words outside of the morgue. That was alright. Erica was used to being ignored and glanced over. She wasn't exactly prom queen material. In fact, everyone pretty much considered her to be a freak. So what would sprouting fangs and claws once a month matter?]

Oh, okay.

[She finally let her eyes drop submissively to her lap. For one brief moment in her life, Derek had made her feel special. Like she was something beyond her health condition. Something beyond the 'epileptic girl'

She glanced back up at him at his last few words, a confused look on her face]

Why do we need to go to the mall?

[Because the sweater and jeans look worked so well for her.....]

[inhaled]

[ A man of few words, yes; as much a man dedicated to seeming untouchable and informed in the same hand. Whether or not it was a massive ploy.

When she looks down, he glances over, then at his knuckles on the wheel. ]

First step to feeling good is looking good. You're going to be at your peak. You might as well look it. [ He's got a bit of cash to burn on the pack. Waiting for werepuppies outside of Abercrombie wasn't the highlight of his week, but it was an investment. He wasn't picking the cream of the Beacon Hills crop out here; Derek'll inject a little quality where he can get it. ] It won't be that hard for you. [ He was going to flash her like a new watch. ]

You're going to represent the pack. You're going to represent me.

Always wanted to do a scene like this tbh

[werebitch]

[The bite mark on her arm was starting to throb less and less. It didn't hurt. Not really. She'd been rushed in and out of hospitals her whole life, she'd definitely had worse. Her pain tolerance was practically off the charts from all the procedures and medications.....

For the first time since before her latest attack, she could feel herself smiling openly at his words. Did he even know what he sounded like right now?]

You do realize you sound like some sort of....supernatural pimp, right?

[She had a strange sense of humor. Most girls her age would never get in the car with an older, strange man. Let alone let him bite her]

You keep saying pack. That means there are more of you, right?

glad to provide!

[inhaled]

[ Well, that first question earned a double take.

No. ] No.

I'm not p-- [ Yeah, okay. Her smile snapped something like a rubber band. Derek shook his head, bit back the crack of an exasperated smile at the side mirror. So he was pushing the creeper envelope a little. He'd sunk lower. He was fortunate Erica had an appreciable strange tolerance, apparently.

He had to be intense. He had to be commanding and demanding.

He had some idea of what he sounded like right now. He tapped his thumb on the wheel, regrouping. ] I'm the Alpha. [ Spoken as if that clarifies both questions. ] You're a Beta. You won't be alone. [ Literally, she's going to have to put up with the pack mentality. Three werewolf guys on her case. Running through the woods together. Chained up together. Playing scrabble. ]

You answer to me, along with the others. You answer to each other.

I don't even care if they get to the kissing part, lol

[werebitch]

[Erica could feel the beginnings of something new. Something different inside of her. A whisper that told her to listen to Derek. So she did, rather blindly at this point]

Alpha. Got it.

[She repeated those words with a sight twinge to her voice. Something was definitely up with her arm right now. It felt hot and it tingled, like a scab had begun to from. She found herself rubbing at the spot and frowning visibly]

How many others are there in our pack then?

[Now she felt like every nerve in her body was on fire. She was definitely tense, her nails digging into the side of his car. Not quite sprouting claws yet, but the transformation he had intended for her wasn't far off]

It itches!

[Finally she can't stand it anymore and simply takes off her sweater in the car, glaring at the itchy fabric. At least she had a white shirt on underneath. Even if it was a low cut sort of shirt]

[inhaled]

Officially, one, but-- [ And there goes the sweater. He chokes on the next word, and goes quiet. Well, shit. This could look a lot less incriminating in the pimping department.

At least she's looking healthier. Her skin finally has color.

Seriously, though, don't scratch the upholstery. ]

Do not scratch that. [ Her arm, in this case. A warning finger waved her way, as he glances between her and the road. His eyebrows are up, his eyes urgent. Eyebrows. That's an order. ] Do not. [ Bleeding on his shit, he's not up for. There's time for that later. ]

Your senses are heightening. You'll learn to cool it down.



ooc: oh, he'll go for it if he finds it advantageous. he's just all uptight about the process and underage young thangs and whatnot.

[werebitch]

[Her hand jerked away from the upholstery so fast it shocked her. She wasn't sure why she'd listened to him. The word 'obey' sprang to mind. Obey her alpha.

But it felt like she was going to crawl out of her skin. Something was definitely going on with her body and she had no idea what it was. He'd only bitten her an hour ago in the morgue and already her body was showing signs of turning]

This is weird.

[Without thinking, her hand grazed his leg. It wasn't a sexual gesture, she wasn't even consciously aware she was seeking comfort from her alpha through touch. Once she made contact with him, the tension in her body seemed to lessen