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badfic_logs2011-01-25 07:49 pm
kingroadie.livejournal.com) wrote in badfic_logs2011-01-25 07:49 pm
Never played by the rules I never really cared
Character Names: Eddie Riggs, Ophelia + Open
When: (What plot and/or day is this happening? "Now" is not an acceptable answer, sorry)
Location: Manor- mostly thread to thread bouncing as Eddie and Ophs tear shit up.
Summary: Eddie and Ophelia stage a riot, a riot of awesome destruction to go along with the chaos that is already on had.
Rating: R
Warnings: Destruction, cursing, violence, and general mayhem that goes with protests.
Status: Open/On going. Thread jacking encouraged, stop or cause chaos!
The sound of heavy metal pumping through the air barely concealed the crashes of furniture being thrown around, this was a riot, sure a small one- but it didn't stop Eddie from trying to stir shit up.
He was tired, sick and tired being trapped here. He wasn't meant for this place. He was a fighter- he couldn't just sit around trying to simply obey the Author.
That wasn't his style, neither was it Ophelia's.
He glancing back at her as she slammed through another table pieces being thrown out of the windows onto the lawn.
They were going to make a difference, even if it was just ruining this place and tearing it down brick by brick.
((Music being played: Boop boop heavy metal))
When: (What plot and/or day is this happening? "Now" is not an acceptable answer, sorry)
Location: Manor- mostly thread to thread bouncing as Eddie and Ophs tear shit up.
Summary: Eddie and Ophelia stage a riot, a riot of awesome destruction to go along with the chaos that is already on had.
Rating: R
Warnings: Destruction, cursing, violence, and general mayhem that goes with protests.
Status: Open/On going. Thread jacking encouraged, stop or cause chaos!
The sound of heavy metal pumping through the air barely concealed the crashes of furniture being thrown around, this was a riot, sure a small one- but it didn't stop Eddie from trying to stir shit up.
He was tired, sick and tired being trapped here. He wasn't meant for this place. He was a fighter- he couldn't just sit around trying to simply obey the Author.
That wasn't his style, neither was it Ophelia's.
He glancing back at her as she slammed through another table pieces being thrown out of the windows onto the lawn.
They were going to make a difference, even if it was just ruining this place and tearing it down brick by brick.
((Music being played: Boop boop heavy metal))