[ it's not that she doesn't believe, that much she really does want to establish.
it's just that standing here on the edge of this very high building, it's impossible not to feel the twisting of fear at the bottom of her gut. surely no one could be stood up here and not feel it, right? she stares down, and swallows hard.
she could just make the jump. clear this gap and keep moving onwards. she doesn't have to fall. it's clear that she isn't going to make a decision any time soon though, so feel free to come lend a helping hand. or, you know. a helping shove. ]
R E A L I T Y
{ 6. }
[ she shouldn't be out here and she knows that, but clarke can't help but sneak out to the surface of the earth all the same. after most of her life spent in the simulation, the luxury of reality - dangerous as it might be - is something she can't deny herself for too long. this is one of those times, where the call to see the desolate, barren earth has gotten to be too strong, and clarke was out on the surface.
it's so much riskier than she should be willing to take, so much more reckless than should be justifiable for someone like her. clarke of all people should be the shining advocate for staying underground and staying safe, because is a glimpse of a place that's barely a shred of what it used to be really worth the chance that they might be caught? except, on this thing at least, she can't be careful or logical - not enough to stay inside, anyway. the machines might be an ever prevalent risk, but clarke is out here all the same. ]
W I L D C A R D
{ by which i mean, throw whatever you want in here. one of the other prompts? a canon-specific simulation? here is your go-for-gold option because all of these choices are fantastic. prose/action spam, do whatever you want, i'll match you preference c: }
clarke griffin ( the 100 )
{ 1. }
[ it's not that she doesn't believe, that much she really does want to establish.
it's just that standing here on the edge of this very high building, it's impossible not to feel the twisting of fear at the bottom of her gut. surely no one could be stood up here and not feel it, right? she stares down, and swallows hard.
she could just make the jump. clear this gap and keep moving onwards. she doesn't have to fall. it's clear that she isn't going to make a decision any time soon though, so feel free to come lend a helping hand. or, you know. a helping shove. ]
R E A L I T Y
{ 6. }
[ she shouldn't be out here and she knows that, but clarke can't help but sneak out to the surface of the earth all the same. after most of her life spent in the simulation, the luxury of reality - dangerous as it might be - is something she can't deny herself for too long. this is one of those times, where the call to see the desolate, barren earth has gotten to be too strong, and clarke was out on the surface.
it's so much riskier than she should be willing to take, so much more reckless than should be justifiable for someone like her. clarke of all people should be the shining advocate for staying underground and staying safe, because is a glimpse of a place that's barely a shred of what it used to be really worth the chance that they might be caught? except, on this thing at least, she can't be careful or logical - not enough to stay inside, anyway. the machines might be an ever prevalent risk, but clarke is out here all the same. ]
W I L D C A R D
{ by which i mean, throw whatever you want in here. one of the other prompts? a canon-specific simulation? here is your go-for-gold option because all of these choices are fantastic. prose/action spam, do whatever you want, i'll match you preference c: }