Letter Meme
So jumping on the bandwagon and doing the 30 Letters Meme. And for funsies, I'm also stealing the format of doing five a day. I'll be mixing up verses and canon and all sorts of fun. So enjoy.
Day 1 - Your Best Friend
Brave New World
leadhisarmy
Dear
Ruby,
I've never really had very many friends before. I mean, I had coworkers and people who tolerated me, lovers, shit like that, but not friends. Yeah, I have the Claires, and they're great, but I always feel like they're judging me, you know?
Which, I guess is why you've become one of my closest friends. Not that I'd ever tell you that or anything, not to your face. I can tell you're not into that touchy feely crap or anything like that, and honestly, neither am I.
But ever since you helped me when I was possessed, you've been more than just an awesome person to hang out and kill things with. You're actually my friend. Maybe my best one. I mean, the way you fought to help me...I don't think anyone's ever fought for me like that before. Really given a shit one way or another what's happened to me.
So people can give me shit forever for being friends with a demon, but I don't really care. I've been acquainted with people worse than you are, so they can just deal. Because I'm not going to turn my back on you. Not unless you give me reason to.
-Elle
Day 2 - Your Crush
Pre-Canon
[I had hardlyalegend in mind but it could be any Adam]
You know Adam, if Daddy knew I had chosen you to be my first screw, he'd probably blow a gasket. Of course, to be honest, it's kind of some of the appeal. Forbidden fruit and all of that. Besides, it's not like selection here is great or anything. I mean, have you see the other prisoners here? Jesse? Knox? Flint? Ew, eww, and ewwwww.
At least you're hot and have an awesome accent. And you don't treat me like a child like everyone else. Too bad you're an asshole most of the time.
But I guess I'll take what I can get.
Day 3 - Your parents
Brave New World
Hey Dad,
You've dissapeared again, so I'm just going to assume...you're dead again or something. Who knows? Who cares. Well, I mean, clearly you don't. You never really did. You only raised me because Mom didn't want to deal with me.
I know what you did to me. At least, I think I do. I'll never know for sure because Angela's a bitch and will never give me my files. I know she has them. But I've put enough together.
I thought I needed you in my life, but once you were back for a brief time, I realized I don't.
I don't need someone who just treats me like a tool. And honestly, the biggest favor Sylar maybe ever did for me was kill you. Not that I'd ever admit that to him or anyone else. Because how fucked up would I look if I did.
Anyways, wherever you are, I hope you're happy. Or not. Whatever.
Day 4 - Your sibling (or closest relative)
Any Verse
Dear nonexistent sibling,
Be glad Mom and Dad didn't have two mistakes. Because they sucked as parents. You're better off without them.
-Elle.
Day 5 - Your dreams
Brave New World
I don't remember being dead, but I dream about it a lot. I used to have a lot of nightmares of Gabriel Sylar pinning me on the beach. Killing me. Those nasty, truthful words churning in my head until I felt sick.
But now there's variations to my dreams. Sometimes, I'm being possessed by Rosier again, my soul rotting inside helpelessly. Sometimes they excorsize me, but by the time they do it's too late. I'm already broken. I mean, more than I was already.
Lately, it's been a lot of dreams about the apocolapyse and final judgement and all this biblical crap that I never cared about before. Yeah, everyone seems convinced Sam and Dean are going to succeed in stopping things and that's all fine and dandy, but what if they don't? What happens to the monsters of the world then?
I don't know, but my imagination sure does like running away with itself on that one.
Day 1 - Your Best Friend
Brave New World
leadhisarmy
Dear
Ruby,
I've never really had very many friends before. I mean, I had coworkers and people who tolerated me, lovers, shit like that, but not friends. Yeah, I have the Claires, and they're great, but I always feel like they're judging me, you know?
Which, I guess is why you've become one of my closest friends. Not that I'd ever tell you that or anything, not to your face. I can tell you're not into that touchy feely crap or anything like that, and honestly, neither am I.
But ever since you helped me when I was possessed, you've been more than just an awesome person to hang out and kill things with. You're actually my friend. Maybe my best one. I mean, the way you fought to help me...I don't think anyone's ever fought for me like that before. Really given a shit one way or another what's happened to me.
So people can give me shit forever for being friends with a demon, but I don't really care. I've been acquainted with people worse than you are, so they can just deal. Because I'm not going to turn my back on you. Not unless you give me reason to.
-Elle
Day 2 - Your Crush
Pre-Canon
[I had hardlyalegend in mind but it could be any Adam]
You know Adam, if Daddy knew I had chosen you to be my first screw, he'd probably blow a gasket. Of course, to be honest, it's kind of some of the appeal. Forbidden fruit and all of that. Besides, it's not like selection here is great or anything. I mean, have you see the other prisoners here? Jesse? Knox? Flint? Ew, eww, and ewwwww.
At least you're hot and have an awesome accent. And you don't treat me like a child like everyone else. Too bad you're an asshole most of the time.
But I guess I'll take what I can get.
Day 3 - Your parents
Brave New World
Hey Dad,
You've dissapeared again, so I'm just going to assume...you're dead again or something. Who knows? Who cares. Well, I mean, clearly you don't. You never really did. You only raised me because Mom didn't want to deal with me.
I know what you did to me. At least, I think I do. I'll never know for sure because Angela's a bitch and will never give me my files. I know she has them. But I've put enough together.
I thought I needed you in my life, but once you were back for a brief time, I realized I don't.
I don't need someone who just treats me like a tool. And honestly, the biggest favor Sylar maybe ever did for me was kill you. Not that I'd ever admit that to him or anyone else. Because how fucked up would I look if I did.
Anyways, wherever you are, I hope you're happy. Or not. Whatever.
Day 4 - Your sibling (or closest relative)
Any Verse
Dear nonexistent sibling,
Be glad Mom and Dad didn't have two mistakes. Because they sucked as parents. You're better off without them.
-Elle.
Day 5 - Your dreams
Brave New World
I don't remember being dead, but I dream about it a lot. I used to have a lot of nightmares of Gabriel Sylar pinning me on the beach. Killing me. Those nasty, truthful words churning in my head until I felt sick.
But now there's variations to my dreams. Sometimes, I'm being possessed by Rosier again, my soul rotting inside helpelessly. Sometimes they excorsize me, but by the time they do it's too late. I'm already broken. I mean, more than I was already.
Lately, it's been a lot of dreams about the apocolapyse and final judgement and all this biblical crap that I never cared about before. Yeah, everyone seems convinced Sam and Dean are going to succeed in stopping things and that's all fine and dandy, but what if they don't? What happens to the monsters of the world then?
I don't know, but my imagination sure does like running away with itself on that one.