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Wynonna Earp ([personal profile] unraisehell) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs2018-11-09 03:13 am

If I Have to Fall Then It Won't Be In Your Line

WHO: Wynonna Earp
WHERE: Various
WHEN: November 1-14
OPEN TO: Everyone. HMU on plurk or discord if you want a character-specific prompt added.
WARNINGS: Swearing inevitably I'm sure. Zoom seed use and allusions to real drug use.


Zoom's Revenge

"I should have known better," Wynonna groans miserably into the surface of one of the inn's wooden tables. The zoom seeds had been fun at first. She'd gotten so much done! Checked snare traps, brought some kills to the kitchen, delivered a bunch of now-mostly-dry firewood around the village, and had the most amazing morning jog of her life.

"I hate uppers. And I hate this so much."

She has yet to pry her cheek off the table.

"Never. Again."

It Followed Me Home

"No. No, I'm not feeding you. Stop looking at me like that. Shoo! I'm not your mommy- believe me, you do not want me as a mom. Go back to the other little river monsters."

The young crocodile dog has been following her for the past hour, and none of her attempts at scary motions, loud noises or other things she's used to working with strays. It had mistaken food she'd left in stealing distance for her feeding it, and she has thus far been totally incapable of convincing it that she's not a good choice of human. She's started to try reasoning with it, on the off chance these things are just pretending to be this stupid.

Cold Wet Interdimensional Autumn

It's cold out. But the hot springs are still hot, and worth seeking out, especially since her shoulder's still recovering from the dislocation Beverly had hooked her up with. She'd pushed herself too hard while using the zoom seeds, having felt freaking invincible while moving that fast.

She's got herself submerged up to the chin, and, thinking she's alone in this weather, singing to herself. Okay, "singing." But at least she remembers at least half of the lyrics! Look, Bitch Better Have My Money has a lot of lyrics, ok?

"Something something something- your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car-"
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[personal profile] nonstopnarcissist 2018-11-23 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'd wondered how that happened." He settles across from her, shaking his head. "So the hangover isn't worth having taken them? On a scale of 'I need to die now' to 'I want to cut off my own head to end the pain' how bad is it?"
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[personal profile] nonstopnarcissist 2018-11-25 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
"A third of the people here know how to do that, Woody." Another shoulder pat, though lighter than the hair ruffle. "I know how to do that. But you know, that's risky. Limiting bloodflow to the brain can go badly."