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I’m losing muse for my bby Scorpius, honestly, but I’ll do my best to log on here every once in a while to try and kick Scorpius back into my head. For the moment, I’ll be here a lot more.

I’m losing muse for my bby Scorpius, honestly, but I’ll do my best to log on here every once in a while to try and kick Scorpius back into my head. For the moment, I’ll be here a lot more.

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Dane DeHaan photographed by Caitlin Cronenberg for L’uomo Vogue

I’m losing muse for my bby Scorpius, honestly, but I’ll do my best to log on here every once in a while to try and kick Scorpius back into my head. For the moment, I’ll be here a lot more.

I’m losing muse for my bby Scorpius, honestly, but I’ll do my best to log on here every once in a while to try and kick Scorpius back into my head. For the moment, I’ll be here a lot more.

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I’m losing muse for my bby Scorpius, honestly, but I’ll do my best to log on here every once in a while to try and kick Scorpius back into my head. For the moment, I’ll be here a lot more.

I’m losing muse for my bby Scorpius, honestly, but I’ll do my best to log on here every once in a while to try and kick Scorpius back into my head. For the moment, I’ll be here a lot more.

I’m losing muse for my bby Scorpius, honestly, but I’ll do my best to log on here every once in a while to try and kick Scorpius back into my head. For the moment, I’ll be here a lot more.

                                                   { THE PLOT. }

                 When The 100 was formed, it was just a couple of kids in a garage fooling around.                   By the time producers at The Ark trained them and polished them up, they were                     on the way to becoming the next big thing. The only obstacle standing in their                      way was The Grounders: the powerhouse of a group had been dominating the                   charts for years. The rivalry between The Grounders and The 100 had exploded                   in recent months, as The 100 had accused The Grounders of trying to steal their                      lyrics, while The Grounders accused The 100 of the same. So, it came as a                           shock when The Grounders and The 100 announced a joint world tour.  details: All the members from The 100 know each other and are from New York City, since they started out all as friends who began to play together. I’ll write up a schedule for the world tour so we know where the setting is each week.

                                                      { RULES. }

i. ooc drama will not be tolerated, but ic drama is welcomed! also, no godmodding, please. ii. track and tag your posts with gv: backstage pass. iii. i strongly, strongly encourage you to follow everyone in the group verse. iv. please be active! plot, post, etc, etc. i understand if you’ve got a lot of things going on, but i’d like to keep the group going. if your blog itself goes inactive without warning for more than two weeks or if you haven’t interacted in the verse for more than two weeks, i’ll have to reopen your spot. activity checks will properly occur every few weeks or spontaneously to check up on everyone. v. please post a biography in the tag before interaction! i also encourage you to message other characters, perhaps to plot relationships between characters and whatnot. vi. no duplicate fcs/characters. siblings, of course, are allowed but only with the permission from both roleplayers. vii. this group is open to both canon characters and ocs from the 100, but also other fandoms. viii. your character and fc must be 18+ to join, but you do not have to be. ix. i think that’s it! have fun and send me questions if you have any.

                                              { APPLICATION. }

mun name/alias; character name + age: position + band: fc: backstory: ( this doesn’t have to be long! i just want to                      know more about your character in this                      specific verse. this can literally be just                      a few sentences, just include what you                      feel is most important. )

                      submit your application HERE. send me questions/messages HERE.

                                     { ROLES — under the cut }

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Dane DeHaan is photographed for The Hollywood Reporter on February 10, 2015 in Berlin, Germany. 

I’m losing muse for my bby Scorpius, honestly, but I’ll do my best to log on here every once in a while to try and kick Scorpius back into my head. For the moment, I’ll be here a lot more.

                     Apology came after apology, stuttered words spouted one after the other,                      as if  Tony actually  cared enough to be  bothered by being woken  up by                      Scorpius’ frankly suspicious scream. He merely fixed him a curious look,                      brow lifted as his sleep laden disposition started to wear off. He was rather                      awake now, fully conscious and interested on the subject at hand. A night-                      mare, he said. Terrible dreams haunting the other even in his unconscious                      state, c l a w i n g  at him to the point where he had been reduced to this                      sweaty mess. It wasn’t always that Tony saw Scorpius like so : wide eyes                      and stuttered breaths, lacking in that calm demeanor he usually possessed.

                                                       Quite a sight, this was. 

                     ”Right.” A sigh came from him as the flat of his back met with the cold                       surface of the bedroom wall, face turned fully towards the other. “Spill it.                       What’s it about then?” There wasn’t a hint of uncharacteristic concern in                       his voice, tone failing to steer away from calm and collected. Which perhaps                       was not exactly comforting ; but then Tony not once allowed himself the                       delusion that he was the comforting sort in the first place/

                       Pretending that Tony cared maybe would be something that would get                         Scorpius to calm down a bit. The nightmare had messed him up and                        though he had relaxed somewhat, his eyes were still wild and his hands                        were shaking, no matter how hard he gripped the blankets around his                        waist. He wanted to tell Tony and just get it off his chest (not that the                        other would have much sympathy for him), but he didn't really feel up                        to getting teased too. This was just one of those nights where Tony's                        mockery wouldn't be tolerated.                        Yet, he'll tell Tony. Scorpius slid back down onto the bed, but didn't face                         the other. He only stared up at the ceiling and moved a little closer to                         Tony out of habit. The cold was seeping into his bare skin now and he                         needed the warmth. And perhaps the comfort that came with a person                         beside him.                         "You'll think it's dumb." Scorpius finally muttered. "I was being buried                          alive. Just felt really real." Subconsciously, he reached up and touched                          his throat before turning away from Tony. "It's fine. Just go back to sleep."