FOURTH WALL MEME!

[darkhourdear]

So, imagine for a moment that a giant snake wrecked your downtown area, and instead of just leaving behind massive amounts of destructive, that it opened something else. A glowing, pink portal appears in the middle of Locke’s business district. And through it come some very... interesting characters.

SAVE THE EARTH: FOURTH WALL MEME



Welcome to Save the Earth’s Fourth Wall Meme! Characters from all over the multi-verse are arriving in this lovely city, and they might find familiar faces, though some of those faces might not recognize them... at least, not from this life.

Go forth and post with your characters! Canon, STE, AU, whatever! Want to post options for both STE and canon versions? Go ahead! Not in game? WE DON’T CARE. Play with us anyway. Heck, make up your own STE person if you like! Then tag around to everybody!!

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Melissa Lyre | Original (World of Darkness)

[stopinthenameofawe]

a. (ste)

[Well, if any job kept going after a disaster, it would be law enforcement. And so here Melissa is, in uniform, doing her best to keep order downtown, even if that's become really quite difficult with the giant portal there!!! Still, she's clearly a police officer on duty. Who better to ask for some help?]

b. (canon)

[Melissa is incredibly lucky that she only gets dragged through the portal after the sun goes down. There are many reasons to be panicked- how the fuck did she get here, is this some kind of changeling glamour shit, what is she going to do if she can't get home before the sun comes back up..? Yeah, this is not looking good for her.

Still, if she's learned anything, it was that the key to survival lay in acting the part. So, with her confident walk and clothes that actually fit in, it's easy to mistake her for for a native, if you ignore the eerie paleness of her skin, lacking even the flush of life...]

b!

[flamberge]

[One person does in fact notice the overly pale skin. It's actually concerning because the last Karl saw her, her skin was a vibrant as per usual. Now it looks ghostly pale. Obviously not good. Yup, he's making a beeline towards her.

Once close enough, he speaks and concern can easily be heard when he speaks. Suddenly seeing your lover looking like they haven't seen sunlight in 10 years would concern anyone.]

Melissa, are feeling all right?

Re: b!

[stopinthenameofawe]

[...Ok, and now there's someone stopping her. Someone looking very concern, who she doesn't recognize even though they know her name. Melissa doesn't forget faces- it's too dangerous. So what the hell is going on here?

She feigns a smile, which is a quirk of the lips more than anything- she doesn't show her teeth.] Fine, thank you. Why wouldn't I be?

[flamberge]

[That smile doesn't ease his concern in the least.]

Because overnight you went from appearing healthy to looking as though you haven't been out in the sun for over a decade.

[Said bluntly all in the name of friendship. Real friends can be brutally honest with the other and Karl happens to be as honest as they come. Well, with other people and not himself.]

[stopinthenameofawe]

[overnight? what? her paranoia levels are skyrocketing, but she keeps that slight, cryptic smile.]

Wow, you sure know how to flatter a lady, don't you? [it's something that she would certainly say, but the way it's delivered seems rather cool, as if she'd much rather not be having this conversation.]

[flamberge]

[The tone doesn't get lost on Karl. It only makes Melissa sound less like herself. Something definitely isn't right here. Very very not right.]

I'm serious. Had something happened? A pulse, perhaps?

[Pulses could do weird things. Making someone look like death is about to knock on their doorstep? Totally reasonable.]

[stopinthenameofawe]

[A pulse? What the hell is he talking about? Either the man is crazy, or something else is going on here. But Melissa has ways of dealing with both.]

I'd rather not talk about it out here.

[so would you like to go into some out of the way alley where no one can see you with a vampire??]

[flamberge]

[Now this actually sounds a bit more normal. Discussing such matters in public has bad idea written all over it. Karl nods, more than willing to move out of the public eye for a chat.]

Understood. Do you have a place in mind or would you prefer to walk to my car?

[stopinthenameofawe]

I know somewhere.

[Melissa isn't really the type of vampire that really goes after innocent people (considering that's why she became a hunter in the first place), but right now Karl is looking anything but 'innocent'. She'll head towards an out-of-the-way jut between the buildings, and if he has any qualms about following her, she'll just turn on the charm.]

[flamberge]

[No charm necessary. Karl very obviously trusts her and has no reason to not follow her where ever. Sensible person needs no distrust about finding a secure location to speak about whatever's going on.]

Then lead the way.

[stopinthenameofawe]

[What the hell is up with this guy. She doesn't understand why he's following her so easily. Melissa is a very young vampire, and while she has a decent amount of power for it, she's not quite as skilled in how Daeva are supposed to work as opposed to hunters. Daeva are all social tricks and flattery and showing off. Melissa's far more comfortable with throwing people against the wall or holding guns to their head.

She's going to try to go for middle ground here, but... she'll have her hand near her Obfuscated (essentially invisible) guns, just in case.]

Who the hell are you?

[flamberge]

[Any thoughts of a normal conversation get thrown out the window instantly. Karl appears visibly taken aback. 'Who the hell is he?' Is this supposed to be a joke? If so, it's already far worse than any he could come up with.]

Excuse me?

[stopinthenameofawe]

[She sighs. Right, he thinks he knows her. Fine then.]

Humor me. [though she certainly doesn't look like she thinks it's a joke.]

b

[vanisland]

[Miranda is all too familiar with having extremely pale skin. Right now, though, she doesn't have it anymore... It was an odd thing to happen during one of her late-night snack runs.]

No luck getting a tan yet?

[stopinthenameofawe]

[Melissa chuckles, feigning amusement quite well as she smiles at the stranger.] Unfortunately, no. I tend to work the night shift and I don't particularly care for tanning machines, so not much I can do about it.