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Tweak says, "I'm just a flower on a tree..."

Krystle Harrison (omggirlonthenet) wrote in memebells,
@ 2012-01-13 20:23:00

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[rated] nc17, [rated] pg-13, [rated] r, [type] choices, [type] crack, [type] dark, [type] fluff, [type] memories, [type] serious, [warning] possible triggers

Good Ending/Bad Ending meme
Do you get a happily ever after? Or a 'Rocks fall, everyone dies'? Why not both?

* Post your characters and set up two scenes. One with an ideal setting (They got what they always wanted, hit it big, became rich and famous, etc.) and one with a bad twist of events (They're homeless, everyone hates them, maybe they're even dying!).
* Others respond to one of the two settings (Or both in different comments, if they want!)
* Respond.
* ???
* Profit!!!

Just remember: no ending is set in stone, good endings can turn sour, and bad endings can be made better. Just see where it takes you and enjoy the ride!

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Mina Torland (Grimm OC)

raisedgrimm
2012-01-14 04:30 am UTC (link)

Good ending
It had been a pair of Jagerbars taking out their frustrations on an already incapacitated Grimm.
She wasn't completely incapacitated, of course, she just had a broken finger, and even still if it had just been one Jagerbar she would have been fine, she'd taken on worse. But two of them was too much for her. So it was a badly-beaten Mina who was leaning heavily against the wall beside the door, one arm held tight against her middle, looking as if she'd just gone three rounds with an angry grizzly.
She wasn't even sure whose house this was, only that there weren't any critters within feeler distance, and that it would be safe enough, or should be, at any rate.

Bad ending
Captured by a Bluebeard, not something she ever expected to happen and he had to know what she was by now, if he hadn't known all along, which explained why she'd been left down here to rot. She couldn't help but think it was her own fault, after all she'd fallen for the bastard, even though she should have known better, but she'd swooned anyway.
So here she was, wasting away in a basement, she'd already tried to bash her way through the door, but it was barred from the other side, and whenever she started getting too agitated, or trying to get out, he turned the gas on again, though now she was exhausted due to not having eaten for the past ... she couldn't remember how long, two days she thought. Everything ached and even her thoughts seemed to be eating themselves.

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