will byers (
deadboywalking) wrote2017-12-13 08:50 pm
Open RP Post | tfln overflow

voila, a post for all your general RP needs with my Stranger Things kids! i've got these three lovelies (well, two, but one is at age 13 and age 17-ish) to choose from:
canon!will, joyce or aged-up!will. probably gonna put tfln overflow here, but otherwise put any starters here or ideas or whatever. just go nuts!
for @10_20_15_5_50
like thirty.
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or so i hear
never been myself
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[It's anyone's guess why Will is even surprised by this, tbh.]
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what's the criteria for "wizard" status
someone who can do the same stuff a witch does, right?
for @beyourzoomer
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besides, i don't think anyone who doesn't already know about it would really understand.
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for @radioshacks
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if you really want to? i guess? it's sort of boring.
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[Most adults = Lonnie Byers.]
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for @pentaxmx
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For Joyce
Now, the evening had progressed, the kids in bed (Will asleep, Jonathan probably not). ]
How are you feeling?
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The movie is ridiculous, and Joyce finds herself laughing more than she'd anticipated she would, sitting nestled close to Bob's side. Will had seemed to like it as well, and she even caught Jonathan cracking a grin a couple times. Dinner had been good too, something she hadn't had to worry about throwing together at the last minute, and the boys hadn't grumbled too much about doing the dishes.
Now she's sitting on the couch, wine in one hand, fighting the urge to stand up and go check on the kids for the fifth time. She looks reflexively at the hallway, wondering if the shadows she sees moving are real or just figments of her imagination. Then she looks at the door, waiting for the drunken knock that she got so familiar with when Lonnie still lived here.
Bob's question makes her jump a little, immediately turning red and hiding her face in one hand.] Better, I promise. I'm feeling better. I'm just...I don't know. [She doesn't know if she's more scared of demogorgons or her ex. Both seem equal threats just then.]
i'm sorry i'm slow as molasses lately
There's only so much that he can do to chase the echoes of monsters away. He wishes that he could do more but he'll do his best in any case. ]
It's going to be alright. [ He doesn't promise, of course. Because he's realized sometimes things aren't alright no matter how good a person you are. ]