Meme from livingoutalie

[legalizedmurder]

Pick an emotion/thing and I'll write a fic or a drabble based on that. You can pick your top three and I'll write at least one, possibly with your muse if I know them in general.

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[livingoutalie]

Intoxicated!
Eloquent!
and I'm going to pick my own here: Guilty!

Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Clupa

[legalizedmurder]

This is assuming that A: Somehow Blake is able to see the future that he's working toward (which he's not going to) B: ...some sort of strange Jimmy Stewart crossover.

It will be forever burned onto his retinas-the last image of a dying man. They talk about that sometimes, the idea that the dead will see beyond the mortal realms.

Los Angeles, the city he grew up in looking like Ridley Scott's twisted Dystopian Skyline. He can't see it. He doesn't want to see it.

But its there-

"It's clear-" a thousand voices, "It's pure, it's rare!"

"Zydrate." He says matter of factly, "Was an idea I had when I was drunk." The speaker is a rat of a man, the cockroach given legs and arms (and in this world we wouldn't be entirely surprised if he was some sort of mutation."

Men and women couple in the bed of kings and princesses wear new faces to every ball even if it's not a masquerade.

"What the hell is this?"

It's the twenty first century cure!"Violence." GraveRobber says, "They like violence. They always have. You always have. But that's

[dyingking]

Working!
Wildly Inappropriate!
Deviant!

[legalizedmurder]

Politics is like a beating heart. People know it needs to happen but the mechanics of it's actual working are known only to pundits and possibly playwrights.

Richard Blake is not a pundit or a playwright. He's a doctor, so he understands the heart as much as he needs to and understands the world of politics moreso.

They don't work. Not particularly. He is a figurehead, one of the people's chosen, working without the benefit of being self-made but still representing his countrymen. He cuts a dashing figure and speaks well-a slow intoned voice with just a hint of "young man".

If Rotti Largo will be remembered as the savior of the 21rst century then he'll be remembered as the Kennedy-figure who brought it to the public's attention.

Bceause he can be fire and brimstone too. He has to be. In the wake of disaster the people turn to faith, and faith has it's claws sunk deep. These are not things that people want to hear about.

But he's young, and he's good and he reminds them of those they've lost-no matter how long ago so they

[leftthefather]

Playful
Bedtime
Needs-a-Hug

Because all the Wallace Blake family really needs is moar hugs.