Neal Caffrey (
conning) wrote in
apocalypsehowcomm2022-10-11 07:57 pm
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Neal Caffrey || Log || September/October Catch-All
Who: Neal and OTA/some for existing CR
When: September/October Catch-All (with one backdated August thing)
Where: ALL OVER ZE PLACE
Summary: SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER CATCH-ALL. Neal being bovvered by the sleep stuff and rescuing people/needing rescue, Evil Twin TDM prompts, sleepwalking after his murdered adoptive aunt, painting at Bonnie's, a couple of SOL prompts, DEATH BREAAAD both lead-up and hypersensitivity, some talk about mental health.
Warnings: HORROR STUFF.... Awful deaths, possibly drowning, murder of loved ones, gun violence, suicidal ideation, some ableism might crop up in the mental health threads. Toplevels will be labeled with likely subjects.
Prompts TBA below as they're finished! Feel free to PM me or message me at researchboner on plurk for specific prompts or with questions.
When: September/October Catch-All (with one backdated August thing)
Where: ALL OVER ZE PLACE
Summary: SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER CATCH-ALL. Neal being bovvered by the sleep stuff and rescuing people/needing rescue, Evil Twin TDM prompts, sleepwalking after his murdered adoptive aunt, painting at Bonnie's, a couple of SOL prompts, DEATH BREAAAD both lead-up and hypersensitivity, some talk about mental health.
Warnings: HORROR STUFF.... Awful deaths, possibly drowning, murder of loved ones, gun violence, suicidal ideation, some ableism might crop up in the mental health threads. Toplevels will be labeled with likely subjects.
Prompts TBA below as they're finished! Feel free to PM me or message me at researchboner on plurk for specific prompts or with questions.

(October TDM Prompt/OTA/two people max please) - Out Of Touch
When the music finally catches Neal for real, he's in the middle of dropping off some perishables in one of his little homeless care stations.
They slip through his fingers as he straightens up, food splattering into the alley as his attention fixes half-way down the block on a woman who can't be there.
His waking expression is slack, empty, as he starts toward the figure of the woman who helped raise him. The woman he knew as his aunt Ellen until he found out on his eighteenth birthday that she wasn't his aunt and her name wasn't Ellen. She didn't die then--she died much later, shot by an old enemy only weeks after coming back into Neal's life.
He picks up the pace as she moves further away, the street of Gloucester in his head shifting until it looks like St. Louis. In the dream he shouts Wait!
Out loud, he mumbles, "Please, please don't go."