Allison Argent (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
theresalwayshope) wrote2014-09-25 09:51 am
theresalwayshope) wrote2014-09-25 09:51 am
014} i'm almost human, please don't run away / cause wherever you are, i'll be a scream away
[When the video feed clicks on, it shows an image of the dirt with a triskelion scratched into it. A familiar female voice narrates as a stick comes into the shot, pointing to each leg of the trifold spiral.]
Alpha. Beta. Omega. This symbolizes the cycle of the werewolf: at any time, any wolf can rise to one or fall to another.
[The feed shifts quickly, and soon a familiar set of features fills the feed sufficiently to hide the background in an effort to obscure her location. Allison Argent is pretty much the same in appearance, no matter where she's known...but those not from the Mirror Barge may not recognize the bright, earnest light in her features, and may notice the absence of that sliver of ice in her expression, despite the fact that her eyes are narrowed in the feed with steely resolve.]
We all got the same message from the Admiral. He wants these...infiltrators dead. Rack up your kills, and you get a prize.
[She leans in a little more, lip curling in a little sneer.]
He's turned life and death into a game...and the only way to truly win a game like this is not to play.
Anyone that feels the same is welcome to join me. If you want to live, if you don't want to participate in this slaughter? Leave this symbol somewhere. Scratch it in the ground, carve it in a tree, paint it on a rock. Whoever you are, wherever you come from...treat this as a symbol of safe harbor. If you leave this mark, you're promising that you won't kill anyone, and you won't attack anyone unless you have to defend yourself against a threat. I will find you, I will take you somewhere safe...and I swear, I will protect you with my last breath.
[This is the part where Allison feels a small tremor of fear. These infiltrators...she doesn't know who they are, and she doesn't know if they're friend or foe...but if they're innocent, she has to help them. What other choice does she have?
Taking a deep breath, she continues.]
If you don't recognize me, it's okay. Wherever you are, if you leave me this mark I will find you.
[She pauses, her expression shifting...not the hard, arrogant calm some know in Allison Argent, but a curl of her lip and a subtle baring of her teeth that's more feral than anything.]
And if you're out there, killing innocent people for fun and profit? Don't worry.
[Her eyes narrow a little further...then flare to life with a brilliant golden light, her voice deepening and distorting with the first touch of a lupine growl.]
I'll find you, too.
(OOC: This post is good for the entire flood event! Feel free to mark which day you're playing if you want Allison to come and rescue your muse...or if you want to hunt the poor little she-wolf down. :P)
Alpha. Beta. Omega. This symbolizes the cycle of the werewolf: at any time, any wolf can rise to one or fall to another.
[The feed shifts quickly, and soon a familiar set of features fills the feed sufficiently to hide the background in an effort to obscure her location. Allison Argent is pretty much the same in appearance, no matter where she's known...but those not from the Mirror Barge may not recognize the bright, earnest light in her features, and may notice the absence of that sliver of ice in her expression, despite the fact that her eyes are narrowed in the feed with steely resolve.]
We all got the same message from the Admiral. He wants these...infiltrators dead. Rack up your kills, and you get a prize.
[She leans in a little more, lip curling in a little sneer.]
He's turned life and death into a game...and the only way to truly win a game like this is not to play.
Anyone that feels the same is welcome to join me. If you want to live, if you don't want to participate in this slaughter? Leave this symbol somewhere. Scratch it in the ground, carve it in a tree, paint it on a rock. Whoever you are, wherever you come from...treat this as a symbol of safe harbor. If you leave this mark, you're promising that you won't kill anyone, and you won't attack anyone unless you have to defend yourself against a threat. I will find you, I will take you somewhere safe...and I swear, I will protect you with my last breath.
[This is the part where Allison feels a small tremor of fear. These infiltrators...she doesn't know who they are, and she doesn't know if they're friend or foe...but if they're innocent, she has to help them. What other choice does she have?
Taking a deep breath, she continues.]
If you don't recognize me, it's okay. Wherever you are, if you leave me this mark I will find you.
[She pauses, her expression shifting...not the hard, arrogant calm some know in Allison Argent, but a curl of her lip and a subtle baring of her teeth that's more feral than anything.]
And if you're out there, killing innocent people for fun and profit? Don't worry.
[Her eyes narrow a little further...then flare to life with a brilliant golden light, her voice deepening and distorting with the first touch of a lupine growl.]
I'll find you, too.
(OOC: This post is good for the entire flood event! Feel free to mark which day you're playing if you want Allison to come and rescue your muse...or if you want to hunt the poor little she-wolf down. :P)
[video]
[She's not offended in the least at the dig, more amused at the attempt for bravado. She puts on a fake frown, eyes going big in mock terror.]
Oh that's right, I'm so alone! Who could ever love a helpless little beta like me?
[The look dissolves into a laugh. The part that had cared about things like love and relying on other people to watch out for her having died in the vault.]
You'll never understand what Isaac and I have until you've hunted with someone you care about. Taken a life together.
[Trusted them with your life, formed a bond that can't be explained.]
It's a rush. You should try it some time... You know, if you have anyone that actually cares about you.
[video]
Hope.
[Allison's smile is fierce, but it's also bright, brighter than it's been since her arrival...and as she embraces that surge of hope, the spark of red in her eyes flares with it, a cheerful little ring of crimson that's more visible on the feed.]
I've met them. Talked to them...and they've made me strong. And I will stay strong...I'm not going to kill anyone, and I won't let you, either.
Nobody dies on my watch...I'll save them all. [Something sad creeps into her features, but it doesn't dim the spark in her eyes.]
Maybe I can even save you.
[video]
I don't need hope or saving from you.
[She had Isaac and her deal to save her from her own hell.]
And you can try, but just remember... If you're hunting me, who's protecting your precious little converts?
[video]