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)
day two - SPAM
It'd be more shocking to hear about Scott killing Peter and turning Allison if she hadn't met his mirror self.]
I'm sorry, Allison. Is there anyone else from your pack in the Barge with you?
day two - SPAM
I'm an Omega here. [It's a humiliating admission, especially with her nature...what she's supposed to become.
A true Alpha can't possibly be an Omega...and the other wolves on the Barge will do anything to make sure an Omega is all she will ever be.]
day two - SPAM
And she needs a moment.]
There is nothing wrong with being an Omega. Especially not in the place where you're stuck. You're brave, you're strong. You're not letting them get to you, and you're staying true to yourself. That is more important.