#rebellion: starter

[akiirart]

Agni Rudra & Beowulf my beloved...

[piecesofacrow]

Blood ~Closed RP~

@annytinthenomad

The Krimzon Guard was a stable place to work if you only wanted to make a living and have a home. There were battles sometimes, yes, and people died to the ever encroaching metal head threat, but you could keep yourself fed, and a family member as well if that's all you were looking to do. Unfortunately, that wasn't all he wanted.

Israel had morals, standards to what he was willing and unwilling to put up with. The horrid acts that the Baron was willing to do to further ensure his rule made him sick. A shaky deal with the enemy to make himself and his guard look like they were putting up a good fight was pathetic, and he'd had enough of it. Hannah was off working and making her own money, and most of his money went to keeping them in a home, so she'd be fine if he left. Today he was going to incite one large act of rebellion.

Making his way into the prisons late at night, he moved with a purpose. Walking into the cells with his armor still on, looking to each of the cells and the individuals inside.

"Back up." He said to the woman in the first cell. Typical procedure for the time being. He looked down at the control panel and opened it, standing before the woman now, staring her down for a moment before slowly reaching down to a pistol attached to his hip and pulling it free.

"I hear you're pretty handy with these." He said softly, spinning the pistol in his hand for a second before tossing it onto the ground in front of her. "Release the others, we're leaving." He instructed, turning and taking his rifle off his back now, going to the next cell over.

[gone-knightinsourarmor]

test muse: eren yeager. strictly canon-divergent, early eren yeager from shingeki no kyojin. LIKE this post if you want a starter. length will vary.

[galaxyvoices]

Vos moved swiftly through the dense underbrush, a sense of urgency coated his actions, driving each step forward as he guided the discovered force sensitives to safety. Trying to stay away from any prying eyes. His face would show no sign of fear as it would only make them more nervous and he did not want that to happen. His eyes held a certain determination as he scanned the horizon, searching for any sign of danger as he went forward on this path.

He did not see anything coming at them at the moment, but he knew things could happen in a second. Quin had his blaster at his side, and lightsaber attached to his belt beneath his jacket out of sight. Even though he would obviously be better with the saber, there was a time and place. It was not now. There was a feeling in the air that he did not like. It felt heavy, weighing on him as they approached the transport he'd obtained. It was still far off.

[70won]

sc. @wtfispatience

avoxes unnerved johanna. they stood in corners and their shadows stretched towards her as if coaxing out the guilt that clawed in her chest. she could have been one of them, any of them could have. punishment by the capitol was simply a matter of luck. at the drop of a hat one could be deemed traitorous enough to have their voice taken from them and those were considered the ones who got off easy. the girl with her head bowed was her only company in the tribute center while her district partner and mentor had stepped out for separate needs. the only sound that echoed through the vast room was the clink of johanna’s fork against her plate and both their breaths exhaling synchronously.

“ you should sit, ” she said without looking up from her meal. “ no one’s here to rat out your treason. ” she let a humourless laugh escape her lips before finally meeting the other girl’s gaze. it was the first time johanna had let herself acknowledge the help assigned to them. her shoulders tensed in recognition and her knuckles grew white from her grip on her cutlery. everyone knew the infamous story of the chrysalis family. or at least the rumours. once powerful enough to rule panem, they had fallen to tragedy just before president snow had taken on his role. the districts knew the implication behind such a string of events despite the capitol’s blind ignorance. johanna clenched and unclenched her jaw before deciding on feigning unfamiliarity, would probably be safer for the both of them.

“ i’m serious, ” she insisted, nudging a bowl of custard down the length of the table. her eyes darted to the cameras nestled in the roof. “ got them wired. a few hours every night, not long enough for anyone to notice or care but you’re safe for at least another thirty minutes. ”

[atv-migrated]

he had a squire, jaime did not need his sister to fasten the last of his armor. she had brush the boy off, so that she might get a moment alone to see jaime off before he rode into battle. she ran her hand over the metal, feeling the dents and the strength of it. she knew he was well protected and the strongest of the knights. "there you are." she patted the last of the fastenings, her hand resting on his shoulder for just a moment, before cersei stepped back to take the sight of him in. "i hate to see you go, dear brother." she knew he would be fighting for what was right, and that it was his duty to go. that did not mean she liked sending him off.

STARTER CALL | starter for @west1rosi / jaime lannister *

[imperial-refuse]

-- fateExtricated began trolling tempestuousCur at XX:XXpm --

Vyrgyl glances down at the notification on his palmhusk, and swallows just a bit. Visions of tasty preserved meats dance in his mind.

<{ ...GUess I'll have to send a feast of eggplant to the dork more often then... |F

He shoots a reply message before heading off toward the coordinates provided by his Kismesis.

[TC]: <{ I hope yoU all enjoy it then! I'm swinging down now, so don't chow withoUt me, oh mighty hUnter~ >;P <3< |F

Why yes, he does intend to share it. No, he does NOT care that it's specifically being given to him.

[fuuryuinji]

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[foundationbuilt]

"Very touching. Do you want me to imitate a violin?" / Renesmee

The condensation was different to how Ren was used to hearing it , less of a 'you are a child' and more of an 'you are an idiot' tone. It was strangely ... refreshing , and while it was likely not the right response , Ren felt a smile creep across her face.

❝ A piano would be much more fitting , to really set the tone of how tragic my life is. My father is a pianist , and he taught me literally from birth , ❞ Ren explained , realising that the girl would not understand her joke at her father's expense . ❝ If anything went wrong in my family , you bet my father was at that piano with a brand new sad song. ❞

[sirensofthefiveseas]

"Come on! Are you just going to sit idle and let someone else fight for you?!" Belo Betty shouted into the crowd, letting her power work through them "You should be out there fighting for your freedom and the freedom of others!"

[tricksterthief]

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[heartbinders]

TAG DUMP: HOMURA AKEMI

❛ ic: homura. ❛ musings: homura. ❛ headcanon: homura. ❛ aesthetic: homura. ❛ meta: homura. ❛ images: homura. ❛ relations: homura. ❛ open: homura. ❛ closed: homura. ❛ inbox: homura. ❛ dash games: homura. ❛ starter call: homura. ❛ drabbles: homura. ❛ music: homura. ❛ verse: homura ; coolmura. ❛ verse: homura ; moemura. ❛ verse: homura ; wraith arc. ❛ verse: homura ; rebellion. ❛ verse: homura ; akuma. ❛ verse: homura ; magia record. ❛ verse: homura ; sunset city.

[coralxonyx]

a tense starter? (Rose Quartz and Coral)

starter call 2.0 || Accepting

For @sorcerymuses || Era 2: Rebellion

The area seemed too quiet where Coral was scouting. No signs of nay humans, earth life forms or gems so far. She allowed herself to come out of the shadows and made her way to the waterfall.

One of Coral's favorite places to come as it was quiet and secluded. Somewhere she could think to herself. Too much was happening and she felt... tired. The constant war with her diamond and these crystal gems. Her diamond not gaining any proper allies to help fight them off...

... all because of a-

       ❝ !! ❞

The infiltrator quietly shifted her hand behind her back and turned around, hearing the sound of grass shifting...

... and there she was.

       ❝ Rose Quartz... ❞

[galaxyvoices]

Vos moved swiftly through the dense underbrush, a sense of urgency coated his actions, driving each step forward as he guided the discovered force sensitives to safety. Trying to stay away from any prying eyes. His face would show no sign of fear as it would only make them more nervous and he did not want that to happen. His eyes held a certain determination as he scanned the horizon, searching for any sign of danger as he went forward on this path.

He did not see anything coming at them at the moment, but he knew things could happen in a second. Quin had his blaster at his side, and lightsaber attached to his belt beneath his jacket out of sight. Even though he would obviously be better with the saber, there was a time and place. It was not now. There was a feeling in the air that he did not like. It felt heavy, weighing on him as they approached the transport he'd obtained. It was still far off.

[falloutstasis]

A world of disbelief where I belong

NOTE: warnings for tw: attempted suicide. do not read further under the 'keep reading or read more' if you are triggered by this.

"If we can catch him in time, we can still stop him from escaping!"

"Nick!"

Nora almost couldn't catch up to Nick on how fast he was running. They had already got all of the tapes in order to unlock the code to Eddie Winter's bunker. Unfortunately, before approaching their destination the two saw a small figure walk out of there. They turned as soon as they realized that they were spotted.

"What in the world...?" Nick walked towards the figure, seeing them in black hoodie with worn out clothes. They had a hoister that was meant to hold their gun. From the looks of it, she was also wearing a mask that covered half of her face. When he got a good enough look, Nick could tell this was a ghoul.

When Nora finally caught up to Nick, she saw this same figure, standing in front of Nick. It was staring a hole through Nick, unaware of the small ghoul before him. Before either of them could utter a world, this ghoul hightailed it out of their way.

"Wait! Stop!" Nick yelled out.

Nick couldn't catch them in time and within seconds, they were out of his line of sight. It seemed that they took a different route "Damn it."

He heard Nora gasp within Eddie's bunker and when he joined her, there was a sight he never thought he see. All the weight in the world suddenly fell on him.

Laying dead on the floor was Eddie Winters, burned to a crisp, but what was surprising to him is that he was a Ghoul. Not only his ghoul body was burned, but his clothes too.

Nick hummed. "Huh. Bastard thought he could cheat death by becoming a ghoul."

"There's two bullet wounds, Nick." Nora pointed out. "But...he looks like if he was burned alive."

"Must be incendiary bullets." Nick said, looking through the bullets. Two bullets through the chest was enough to burn him alive and leave him for dead. "Whoever that was that ran passed us must have killed Winters."

"But Nick..." Obviously, this situation worried Nora. "That was a ghoul, right?" She saw him nod.

"They looked like a teenager..."

Nick's optics would narrow, matching the worry in Nora's eyes. Now what would a teenager kill a man like Eddie Winters? The Commonwealth was filled with fighters, but also criminals. It was too much for Nick sometimes, having to see the people around him turn into the monsters the world had made them.

He sighed and sat down on a chair that was next to the table. From there he pulled out a picture from his coat. It was a picture of the original Nick Valentine, Jennifer Lands, and their 10 year old child, Phoebe. He kept it so he remembered what he wanted, needed, to do in order to stop Winters for good. Now that he was dead, he was at a loss...

And then it clicked. When it did, absolute dread had engulfed in his entire body. He didn't move and Nora saw his eyes widen.

"Oh my god..."

"Nick..?"

All this time, he thought, the original Nick, thought his daughter was missing all this time. His child was alive. And she was a ghoul...She had to wonder around the Commonwealth all alone and on her own her entire life for over 200 years... This wasn't about survival. This was about revenge.

"Nora..." He said, sounding like he was going to cry. "My daughter is still alive..."

Nora realized what Nick had meant and the shock had spread throughout her face. "T-That was her, then?"

They both stood up at the same time. The look of shock changed to a look of determination. "I saw her take a short cut." Nora said, walking forward. "If we take there, we might still catch up to her."

There was nothing more than Nora wanted to do right now than to help Nick reunite with his kid. There was no way he was going to have the same fate as she did with her child.

When Nick said 'my daughter' it felt so weird. Does he even have a right to say that? It was easy to call Jennifer his fiancé, because she passed away. That was the original Nick Valentine's daughter. He didn't even know if Phoebe was going accept him as her father. That was a boundary he wasn't going to overstep if Phoebe didn't want to have anything to do with him.

Nora had lead Nick the shortcut that Phoebe went and just a moment later, they were out of the facility. Nick felt the whole world had stopped when she saw her sitting with her legs crossed at the one spot her mother was killed.

Her back was faced to them, unaware that the two were approaching them. Nora was the first one to sit down next to her, seeing her not move a single inch and her mask was already remove, revealing her full ghoul face. Nick didn't know what to do, so he let Nora talk to her instead.

Nora saw a gun that was laid on her legs. Eddie's Peace. It was situated to face upward and eerily aimed towards her head.

Before Nora spoke, Phoebe lifted her arm, revealing a Pip-Boy that was connected to a keyboard. She typed along and pressed enter.

I know you who are, you know.

Her text to speech voice mod on the Pit-Boy was a woman and it felt a little loud for Phoebe so she adjusted the volume.

To play along, she asked, "You do?"

Yeah. You're the general of the Minutemen.

She nodded at her. "That's right. I'm here to help."

Phoebe scoffed at the idea, squinting her eyes at the two bullet holes on the ground.

Well, I didn't need it. I solved that stupid puzzle on my own. Anyone with a brain can figure it out.

"Right." Nora said. "Do you know who else I brought with me?"

Phoebe only just barely turned to the other side, stopping herself mid turn. At that moment, Nick sucked a breath, almost barely looking at her face.

And she just looked right back at the bullet holes on the ground, as if it pained her. She already had a good very seconds earlier, after she killed Winters.

The man the looked, talked, and walked like her father. She couldn't even look at him for more than a couple of seconds without seeing her own father.

"Don't." She spoke rather roughly and scratchy, throat already irritated, causing her to be in a coughing fit.

"What happened? Are you sick?" Nora turning on motherly instincts.

She shook her head, sliding away from Nora, unaware that Nick was already getting close to her. Once again, she typed away.

The radiation messed up my throat. That's why I talk through the Pip-Boy.

Nora could see the hand hover over Eddie's gun just barely. She stopped her when she asked, "What you don't want me to do earlier?"

She shook her head again and grunted angerly. Her fingers slammed against the keyboard to let her know she was angry.

What is your problem?! Why do you care?! Just leave me alone!

She stood up, quickly removed her Pip-Boy, and threw it aside. She didn't care about it anymore the device. At this point, Eddie's Peace was aimed directly on the side of her head.

Suddenly, she was snatched from behind by Nick, making her drop everything she was holding, including Eddie's Peace, which was quickly grabbed by Nora.

She screamed and thrashed around Nick. She kicked him, she elbowed him on his arm. She did everything she could to get away, She screamed so loud, she started to cry. She was brawling from the pain in her throat and from the trauma she had to endure up to this moment. Fortunately for Nick, his arms were secured tightly to refrain her from jumping out of his arms.

"I'm so sorry..." He whispered. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart..." When Nick spoke, it wasn't Nick the Cop, or Nick the Detective.

It was Nick the Father.

She kept on crying but after a while of thrashing, trying to get away from Nick, she grave up. Nick took this as a sign to lower himself slowly, still clutching Phoebe, and sat down.

"D-Dad..." She whispered, not caring about her throat at this point.

Nick knew she must have worn herself out by screaming and crying, so he maneuvered her to her around ask quickly as he can. He held her by hugging her, as close as he can.

"I-I'm right here." He whispered, cradling Phoebe in her arms like if it was natural for him. "I'm not leaving you ever again, okay?"

He felt her head move up and down, and felt her head dunk into his chest, tears wetting his shirt and coat.

Nora watched the whole thing shedding a few tears, seeing Nick tremble a little bit upon closer inspection. She gently placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked at her with a mix of sadness and heartache.

"Come on, Nick." Nora suggested. "Let's take her home."

[rebellious-loyalty]

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