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starlight. ([personal profile] ofstarlight) wrote in [community profile] stardustly2017-05-06 11:38 pm
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au scenarios open post



AU SCENARIOS OPEN POST !
» Hit this up for all kinds of scenarios.
» Put my character's name in the subject line. If you leave it blank, I'll surprise you with a muse.
» Prose and brackets are both welcomed.

» Here are some possibilities but open to all sorts of things!

Stranded.
Arranged Marriage.
Apocalypse / Post-Apocalypse.
Assassins.
Fake relationships / engagements / marriages.
Victorian Era.
Fairy Tales.
Mythology.
The Hunger Games.
Harry Potter.
The 100.

Pick one of my characters: here.



hashtagtwinning: (but i set fire to the rain)

@cheryl (hashtagtwinning).

[personal profile] hashtagtwinning 2017-07-07 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ Quaint was, perhaps, the perfect word for Riverdale. Cheryl Blossom knows this better than anyone; Riverdale is a small town, one that she may as well be the queen of. Or, princess of. It doesn't really matter; what matters is that she's notorious.

Rarely is she out without her hand in Jason's, or her arm slipped through his. They make quite the picture, she knows; there are whisperings amongst the townspeople about them. About her family, in general. But it doesn't matter, because she is bold, and strong, and powerful. She is fire. And she is feared.

Today is different. Jay-Jay is nowhere to be seen. His lack of presence is exhilarating as it is terrifying for Cheryl; but she can function on her own. Particularly when there's business to take care of.

Jason dislikes her "petty games," anyway. And when there's a new heiress in town, it's only polite to introduce herself. Which is why, with a flash of red hair and redder lipstick, she swiftly enters Pop's--and places one hand with long, red talons on the table in front of Veronica. ]


Cheryl Blossom. May I sit?

[ She offers a smile, and sits without waiting for Veronica to speak. ]
wreckshavoc: (knows things)

[personal profile] wreckshavoc 2017-07-07 03:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Popping a fry into her mouth, Veronica slowly looked up to see the face of the owner of the red nails suddenly featured on her table. Didn't take long for news to travel about fresh meat, did it? But she's used to the attention as all those in the Lodge family were, especially due to recent events with her dad. He made them rather infamous but if the others only knew the secret she harbored deep within, the one she needed to keep under very strict lock and key.

Her mom wanted them to put the pieces back together and anything else startling would only hinder the process.

Chewing on another fry, she only narrowed her eyes slightly when the girl sat down without an invite. Uncouth.

Cheryl Blossom. The girl far too much of a persona of how she used to be. Interesting. The mean girl wanted to give her the spiel then. ]


Charmed. Veronica Lodge and are you the welcoming committee? [ With a raise of an eyebrow, she took a delicate bite of the burger, dabbing her mouth with a napkin afterwards. ] And just so you know you should go a shade darker or lighter with that red lipstick if you want it to work for your complexion.