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call-sam

Sam: Okay, I only partially understood all that but it sounds like it sucks. I love you like a sis Bam, but what goes around comes around. You hurt a bunch of people and karma bit you in the ass. I'm still sorry though. I always have a couch for you if you ever need it.

Bam:I know I know. Learned my lesson trust me. I just want to move on. Get things back to normal. I won't intrude and I highly doubt Bex would be thrilled. The majority of people anywhere near you hate me

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call-sam

Sam: Still not sure what exactly happened but it wasn't fun seeing you like that. You okay now though? All things considered, I mean.

Bam: Not really. The only people close to a family that I have I can't really even go around anymore. When Will was possessed Antonio made him kill his parents. Then because Mariana, witch bitch, was his husband those two decided that despite it not being their own bodies that they'd have a night of fun. It's not cool screaming no over and over until you go quiet in your own head. I can't even look at him even if I know it wasn't really him. Everything's so shitty.

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call-sam

Sam: Sucks for them. I can imagine. You were kind of a bitch. Or whoever was inside you was anyway. I was actually looking into spells to try and help you but guess you beat me to it.

Bam: Yeah I know. There was a lot of fucked up stuff. I haven't really gone out as a result. Too paranoid. I appreciate you trying to help

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call-sam

Sam: Good to hear. How'd you manage that on your own?

Bam: I didn't. A witch did it and died in the process. My life is fucked thanks to the witch bitch who pretended to be me

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call-sam

Sam: New phone, who dis?

Bam: Bellamy of the non possessed variety

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call-sam

-phone ringing-

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yourocdoeswhat:

If you have an OC who’s changed a lot over the years, how would they react to meeting their “first draft” self?

Bellamy Scott started out as a smol timid hunter who was just gaining speed in her field.She made weapons specialized for hunter’s to earn a living while she lived with her grandparents. She still made the same ridiculous jokes and puns, but she was more sensitive and a hell of a lot more naive. She lacked a ton of world experience since her grandparents kept her sheltered. She went through the loss of them in the fires,being stalked and tormented, training to become a better hunter, losing the person she was nearest too, and almost turned into a vampire. She lost her virginity and gained a lot of experience she never had before that shaped her into who she is. She’s a lot more outspoken, stands up for herself, has become a better hunter, and is still growing even now so I think she’d get a kick out of who she first was.

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samuel-crane:

Sam cautiously followed her to the other room, paling a bit when he saw what he assumed was Riker.  He looked like shit so it was honestly hard to tell.  He couldn’t even tell if he was alive or not.  He didn’t approach him in case it was a trap but now he was glad Bex didn’t come with.  “What do you want?”  He asked glaring at the woman.  “You sent Abbey the eye.  I assume that means you want something.  That or you’re just a sick fuck who likes to mess with people.”  Probably that one.  “Just let him go.”

“I do love my games,” Mariana confessed. “What do I want? I just want an understanding. I want you to realize what you’re dealing with so when Bellamy is long gone and I come back that you are aware that I am the new thorn in your side, Sam. The only reason you get to go home to your girlfriend is because I let you. The only reason she gets to wake up tomorrow is because I let her. Keep that in mind for later ok?” She took a step toward him to pat his cheek in the same condescending gesture as earlier. “See you around.”

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samuel-crane:

Sam was glad to be released and he stood back up, stretching a little.  Maybe she wasn’t crazy-crazy but he still wasn’t thrilled about the situation.  “Bam and I were close until she went off and did her own thing.  She can say I abandoned her all she wants but she’s the one who left.”  Maybe they both abandoned each other.  “I’d really rather you didn’t do that.  She’s still my friend, even if she’s kind of confused.”  It was frustrating really.  “Look, I might look like a hot asshole who’d do something like that but I’m really not.  I keep my promises and shit.  You let Riker go and I’ll do whatever you want.  To some degree anyway.  I’m not going to like… give you all my magic permanently or anything like that.  But sure, I’ll make a trade with you.  What did you have in mind?”

“Friends don’t do anyone any good,” Mariana pointed out with a shrug of her shoulder’s. She didn’t do friends. Her coven was family and that was different, but exclusive friends were a no go. “Hm we’ll see.” She gestured for him to follow as she stepped into the next room over to show him Riker. He had been tied to a chair with iron chains for good measure, and he was limp with his head tucked against his chin. “He looks awful.” It was a simple assessment as she took a glance at the blood dried on the floor around his feet.”What would you offer for him, Sam?”

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samuel-crane:

Sam didn’t like the sound of that.  He didn’t really know much about possessions but he wasn’t about to just let Bellamy fade away.  Not that he could do anything about it right now.  “Thanks but I’m good,” Sam said shrugging.  It wasn’t so much he had a problem fucking not-Bellamy.  “I don’t really like to sleep with people who are bat shit crazy,” he explained.  “Maybe if you let my friend go, I’d think about it some more.”

“It’s not insanity. It’s ambition and knowing what you want and taking it. You should know that one.” She let him go and took a step back in case he wanted to stand. “Do I look that stupid to you? You’ll take him and go,” she snapped. “You and Bellamy were close at some point. Until she felt driven away anyhow. She’s got nothing going for her you know. I’m making good use of a wasted life. She should be happy for that and you should be glad to know she wouldn’t suffer anymore. So if you aren’t going to have any sort of fun then you should make a better offer as to why I should simply hand over the fey.”

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samuel-crane:

Sam rolled his eyes but did his best to behave.  The pat on the head wasn’t appreciated though.  Putting two and two together he had one good idea about what was going on.  “You’re not just some witch who slapped Bellamy’s face on for shits and gigs,” he said thoughtfully.  “Let me guess…  Possession?”  He wasn’t sure how it could have happened but he knew that sort of thing was possible.  “You know, I told her supernatural towns for a magnet for crazy shit,” he said shaking his head.  “Sorry bitch, but Riker’s not really the kind of pet you wanna keep around.  Not house broken.”

“That’s such a harsh word. It is my body now after-all. Give or take a few weeks she’ll fade away and it’ll just be me.” She was looking forward to quieting all the complaints and her constant feeling of fear. “I can break anyone.” Mariana crouched down in front of him, putting a finger under his chin. “Aren’t you tired of playing house? We could stir up some trouble. I think Bellamy might even like it. She would have fucked you once upon a time, so maybe we’ll just give her one last thing before she goes. I’m sure my husband won’t mind. He knows how I love my toys.”

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samuel-crane:

Now Sam knew something was off.  The Bellamy he knew loved the silly little nickname.  Unless her new home had changed her that much.  He flinched as he was forced to the ground, also not use to that.  “What the fuck?”  He frowned.  Since when could she do that?  “You’re not Bellamy, are you?”  She sure looked like her but that dude had also looked like Bex.

“Ding ding we have a winner. I knew there were smarts still left in there somewhere. You couldn’t have possibly fucked them all away by now.” She walked over to him and gave him a condescending pat on the head. “Good boy. Now, that friend of yours was not my doing. She must have started it before I popped in and stepped all over it. You know, she’s only doing it to keep you around. Some stupid need to be wanted.No better than  a child acting out for attention. Pity.” Mariana smiled and gestured back toward another room. “I think I’ll keep him though.”

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samuel-crane:

Sam wasn’t the least bit surprised to run into none other than Bellamy Scott.  Sorta.  There was something about her that seemed off but he figured it was just because he hadn’t seen her in a while.  “Bam,” he nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets.  “Should have known it was you.  All hunters like to play games.”  He said seeming more annoyed than anything.  “I have to get up early tomorrow so can I just get Riker and leave?”  He assumed Riker was there anyway.  Maybe not.

“Such a stupid nickname,” Mariana mused as she took a step closer. “Can you have him and go? I think not.” She flicked her wrist in his direction intending on forcing him to the floor. “Sit. You talk too much. That red-head in the other room is looking a bit worse for wear. It’s a very nice shade of red though.”

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samuel-crane:

Okay so the old abandoned military base was creepier than Sam thought it’d be.  At least it wasn’t the middle of the night or anything.  He hoped to just get in, get out and get home.  Honestly, he wasn’t even sure what to expect.  It took a bit of time and magic but eventually he found his way in and started to look around.  He didn’t bother to say anything.  If it was a trap, he’d rather not make his presence known.  What a fucking mess.  If Riker was in trouble, he owed Sam big time for this one.

Mystics falls was all fun and good, but there was something interesting in the mess of memories in the huntress’ head. She had gone to investigate and wasn’t disappointed by what she found. So this Bellamy had a whole other side to her then. Checking the place out she more or less stumbled upon Sam, simply looking him over for a moment as she tried to place his name. The hunter was trying to block her lately, but it did no good. “Oh, hello,Samuel.”

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riker-moriessy:

effie-wright:

“You did it wrong with the two question thing because I was gonna be like ‘your worst nightmare’ because when am I ever going to be able to use that again?” Effie figured she might be grounded for life at this point. That was a thing right? “Nevermind. You’re Riker right?”

Riker stared at her in disbelief for a moment, assuming now it was a prank. “Fuck off,” he snapped, already going to brush past her but she latched onto his arm again. “Kid I don’t have time for your shit.”

Bellamy had stayed close,waiting on Effie to spot him first. She was annoying but she had used her before so what was the difference? If she wanted her new found family safe then she’d choose to obey. Stepping out once Riker was thoroughly distracted, she stabbed the syringe into his neck. Just enough iron to put him under for the time being. “You talk way too much,” Bellamy accused. “Come on. Help me get him in the car.”

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call-sam

Sam: Yeah I have to do some more job stuff. I'll talk to you later Bam. Stay out of trouble.

Bam: Oh you know me. I'll let RIker know you say hi too by the way -ends call-

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call-sam

Sam: Yeah. No clue where he went now but it was hilarious. Never seen him look like such a dork.

Bam: Well isn't that fun to know. At least you saw someone then. Guess I should let you go.