I Resist the Muses

Character: Elise (Ellie) Masterson
Prompt: 11, What do you want?
Fandom: Original character
Word Count: 247

( I feel so incredibly greedy about admitting this... )

What do you want?

I want....To be real. I want my own body,my own memories and a life that I can call my own.

My entire life,I've always taken care of everyone but me. If I wasn't taking care of Vicky,I was taking care of Manasa. When Anil and I got engaged,I took care of him and protected him,even if he didn't want it. After 9/11,I took care of daddy,Lilith,Vicky,Casey,Raju,Jorge and Lupe.

She never lets me have anything,not even my party. Was it that much to ask her to keep quiet,not speak and refrain from embarrassing me on the best day of my life? Is it too much to ask that I get to be alone with the man I love instead of taking care of her?

She's tired,but what about me? I've been tired,but no one asks about what I want or need,ever. The ONLY person who wants to know what I want and need is Bart.

I have thoughts,feelings and a personality of my own. I have a family I love ,a child to raise,friends I'd die for and a world to change. She doesn't even know Vicky-he's just some random boy she looks at like a science experiment. If I die,he'll be alone and I'll never let that happen. >:(

If I think I'm real and so does everyone else,then it must mean that I am real. I love her,but she can't have her life back-End of story.

o_O

Junior is right-If I want to be real,I have to do something about it. What did being a good,sweet,obedient Christian get me? God never loved me or cared-If he did,he wouldn't have taken mommy,Amit,Auntie and Uncle away.

I'm pissed off,I'm TIRED of everyone's bullshit behavior and I want revenge...

At my journal for roleplay or comments

What do I want? *smirk*

Well, unlike some people I know... *eyes Cody*, I don't have a want or need for things. I mean, like belongings. I mean, sure it's nice ta have 'em, but I cain't see how it really matters. Ya can't exactly take 'em with ya when ya go, ya know? And seein' as how my life's goin', I suppose it'd be kinda foolish to waste what I got now on things I ain't gonna have for long. It ain't like I don't understand why people want 'em and all... it just isn't for me.

But I suppose I'm tellin' ya what I don't want and you're askin' me what I DO want. It's something a man's gotta do a lot of thinkin' about. I mean, I could say I want to live forever, but I don't reckon I really do. I could say I want a girl, but if she ain't the right one or she's like Sarah Downs... well, a fella could get himself killed wishin' for somethin' like that. I should know.

I think maybe, more than anything, I just wanna be Jimmy. Not James Butler Hickok. Not Wild Bill. Just Jimmy Hickok, Pony Express rider. If I can have that back... I can't imagine I'd ever want for nothin' else.

Muse: Jimmy Hickok
Fandom: Young Riders

Prompt #11: What do you want?
Prompt #12: Cooking
Prompt #13: Are you superstitious?

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((OOC))
Character: Lily Coleens
Fandom: Original Character
[Open in journal entries]

Character: Willow Rosenberg
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Prompt #11: What do I want?

Prompt #14: What do you dream about?

002 - Family
003 - What Are Your Thoughts On Love?
004 - What Song Best Describes You And Why?
006 - What Makes You Lose Your Temper?
007 - What Was Your Greatest Loss?
008 - When I'm Feeling Blue, All I Have To Do
009 - What Makes You Laugh?
010 - My Life Would Be Better If...
011 - What Do You Want?
012 - Cooking
013 - Are You Superstitious?
014 - What Do You Dream About?
015 - Mistaken Identity
016 - What Moment In Your Life Would You Like To Relive?
017 - What Is The Best - Or Worst - Advice You Have Ever Received?
018 - What Was Your Most Embarassing Moment?
019 - In Your Time Of Need, Who Will You Turn To?

Prompt #5: Death's Greatest Fear

Prompt #6: Losing his temper

Prompt #7: His greatest loss

Prompt #8: Feeling blue

Prompt #9: A sick sense of humour

Prompt #10: The good life

Prompt #11: Something I want

Prompt #12: A good meal

I don't cook. Fuck that. Ma Lee cooks. Ma Lee in a part of Berlin that tourists seldom find.

Lee's cafe keeps me alive like no crooked corporate medic, street-corner apothecary, psychiatrist or pocketbook of philosophy can.

The medicine is nearly entirely self administered, affordable, non-destructive and honest. Qualities missing from every other facet of my life.

I am:
Hunched over the counter, consulting the oracle of hot-n-sour soup, seeking a cure for a musty fall cold - feeling an uncomfortable physical pressure, externally. Shifting on the stool, breathing in the spice bearing steam, closing my eyes in happiness, thinking 'Nothing is wrong with this perfect bowl of soup.' Opening my eyes and losing my thoughts in the shimmering, coppery, soup-mirror; but there's something pulling me back to the present. Frowning slightly and pressing back with my spine against the hard seat back, a gouging lump fitted to my waist, eyes clearing as my attention is again drawn to the burden of my lethal gear. God Fucking Damn-It. I reach back and rediscover the buttoned-down Glock tightly snugged against my back. I remember my relationship to the weapon and taste the bitterness of the soup like bile at the back of my tongue. I drop the spoon on the counter and payment that far exceeds the bill. I've never been so uncomfortable "in uniform"; I'm not a fidgeter, a twitcher, an undisciplined gear fiddler, now I feel the need to run from this place before it discovers that I don't belong. Before I've made the door Ma Lee has swept up the money and turned back to where her grandchildren wait.

I don't cook. Fuck that.

Sam Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural
Word Count: 158

Prompt #11 – What Do You Want? [spoilers for 3x01 – The Magnificent Seven]

 

I want everything, don’t you?

To be with him again. To be traveling with him again, getting into trouble and running from it and pulling through by the skin of our teeth.

But I'm never going to get that. He's gone, I can't have him back. Mum says I'll learn to handle the pain, that I'll move on someday. And if anybody would know, it'd be her. I mean, she moved on after my father died. But in a lot of ways, it's not the same. Not the same at all.

Because so many things were left unsaid.

Muse: Rose Tyler
Fandom: Doctor Who

Open for comments here

Hm, what do I want?

I really want a lot of things, it's hard to choose just one.

I want to stop having seven o-clock meetings - waking up early sucks.

I want my friends and family to be happy.

I want a pizza - ham and pineapple specifically.

I want new CDs

I want to travel again...I love traveling.

I want to be able to get out of here early.

I want Dom.

I want Scott, too

Oh and I want a pony.


Yes, a pony.

Maybe some lo-mein too. Can't get enough of that stuff.
Open
Muse: Piper "Les" Allison
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 98

The things I want are simple. They are what everyone wants. Love. Happiness. Family. Friends.

I want the people I care about to be happy. I want them to have everything they could possibly want.

[locked from those who don't know he is Eyes Only, and don't know about transgenics]

I want Max and the rest of the transgenics to be able to lead normal lives. For them to have the same rights as everyone else. To be able to marry, to have families, and be able to raise them safely.


I want the virus gone so I can hold Max again, so I can just keep her close. So that maybe we can have a life together. Maybe we can get married, have a few kids someday, watch them grow up and have lives of their own.

For the transgenics to not have to hide in Terminal City, so they can be on their own. Have a whole life of their own.

Logan Cale
Dark Angel
158 Words

Character: Celena Ducayne
Fandom: Decay of Dreams; Original Character
Word Count: 189
open for roleplay or comments here

5. What is your greatest fear?
6. What makes you lose your temper?
7. What was your greatest loss?
8. "When I'm feeling blue, all I have to do..."
9. What makes you laugh?
10. My life would be much easier if...
11. What do you want?
12. Cooking
13. Are you superstitious?


[Any and all are open for comments.]

What do I want.
( What don't I have? Or is this a different question from 'What do I need?' ) I want a new pencil, this one has someone else's tooth-marks in it. What the fuck is up with that?

What I want is... a tiny bit of normalcy in my life.

[open]

09. What makes you laugh?

Well, there was this one time when Obi-Wan fell down the stairs...

10. My life would be easier if...

...I had a pulse?

11. What do you want?

To be heard.

12. Cooking?

Thank you, no. You see, nothing agrees with me anymore. Passes right through me.


[closed]

Force. This is rather like shoving slender reeds under one's fingernails. I'm no longer sure what it worse--that I've become a comedian or that I'm telling the jokes to myself.


--85 Words, let's play!--

Prompt #11 - What do you want?

I want what just about everybody wants a long life, friends, to fall in love, and to be happy.


*locked to immortals*

I want to survive. I don't want to die. I'm five thousand years old and its not enough. I don't think it will ever be enough, every day there is something new to see. Yet, I don't think I want to win the Game. I don't want to be the last of our kind, surrounded by mortals whose lives are so short that there are times when it doesn't feel worth it to get to know them. I've had immortal friends before, MacLeod, Amanda, Rebecca, Darius, Constantine, Kronos, to name a few. I kept in contact with Rebecca and Darius even though my current persona would have a lot of explaining to do if I got caught speaking with them or writing to them. They were my friends, they had been for years I wasn't going to let a silly oath stop me, especially since I was already immortal and it was probably wrong of me to be a part them. They were my oldest and closest friends when they died. I mourned them and I retreated into my books, I let the current persona take over and became Adam Pierson until a Highlander showed up on my doorstep and dragged me back into everything.

The younger immortals have a passion in them that I lose every so often. I need them to wake me up sometimes. If I won, then I'd slip away and let myself forget who I was. I don't want to do that, so no I don't want to win. I don't want to be the last of my kind and I want to survive. I'll have to make sure someone survives with me or at least live until the time comes for me to give my head up. I will give it up if I have to, if for some reason the Gathering does happen and forces us to fight, I'll let someone I know and trust take my head. If its someone I don't know, well, then that will all depend on what I know about them. Of course, if I can I'll run and hide, so they'll have to find me first, provided I'm in the right mind. If I'm not in the right mind, well then all bets are off and I've been the Survivor of several groups.

Character: Methos
Fandom: Highlander
Word Count: 405
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