littlespace_is_coping
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Hello! Thank you for taking a moment out of your busy day to read this post! If you are truly interested, please read the prompt that I have provided below. I will be playing as Evan "Buck" Buckley, Howie "Chimney" Han, Athena Grant, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson and Eddie Diaz. I kindly ask that you play as Captain Bobby Nash, Eddie Diaz and Maddie Buckley. You may also use an OC if you choose.
The team at Station 118 of the Los Angeles Fire Department is on their way to another incident. According to Maddie, who had taken the emergency call, a woman had been stabbed by her ex, her husband shot down by the same man. It was something the team had, unfortunately, delt with before.
This was Evan's first major call since he'd returned to the department. He wasn't nervous or unsure of himself. In fact, he was happy. He was happy to be back with the people he loved most. The smile on his face fades almost instantly when the firetruck he sat in the back of goes over a speedbump, causing the vehicle to rattle.
"What was that?" Evan asks quickly, looking left and right through the windows in the back of the truck. Hen, who's sitting next to him, places a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"It's alright, Buckaroo." She says calmly, smiling at the younger male. "We just went over a speedbump. Nothing to panic over."
With that, Buck silently nods his head and looks down at his shaking hands placed on his lap. Since he'd returned to work, it was difficult to ride in the firetruck. Every supposed unexplained noise or movement caused him to freak out a little. The boy refused to admit that he was traumatized.
"We're here." Bobby's voice sounds from the driver's seat. The firetruck parks in front of a large two story home and the team is quick to get out.
They have a woman to save. Her husband too, if he's even alive. What about the psycho ex that caused this? Was he still in the house? Did he get away? Only one way to find out.
About My Writing Style:
I write in paragraphs and in third-person. I can attempt to write in first-person if it would make you more comfortable.
What I Plan to Include:
Canon-Typical Violence
LGBTQ+ Themes
Major Character Injury
Possible PTSD
Mentions of Depression
Panic Attacks
Family Feels
The team at Station 118 of the Los Angeles Fire Department is on their way to another incident. According to Maddie, who had taken the emergency call, a woman had been stabbed by her ex, her husband shot down by the same man. It was something the team had, unfortunately, delt with before.
This was Evan's first major call since he'd returned to the department. He wasn't nervous or unsure of himself. In fact, he was happy. He was happy to be back with the people he loved most. The smile on his face fades almost instantly when the firetruck he sat in the back of goes over a speedbump, causing the vehicle to rattle.
"What was that?" Evan asks quickly, looking left and right through the windows in the back of the truck. Hen, who's sitting next to him, places a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"It's alright, Buckaroo." She says calmly, smiling at the younger male. "We just went over a speedbump. Nothing to panic over."
With that, Buck silently nods his head and looks down at his shaking hands placed on his lap. Since he'd returned to work, it was difficult to ride in the firetruck. Every supposed unexplained noise or movement caused him to freak out a little. The boy refused to admit that he was traumatized.
"We're here." Bobby's voice sounds from the driver's seat. The firetruck parks in front of a large two story home and the team is quick to get out.
They have a woman to save. Her husband too, if he's even alive. What about the psycho ex that caused this? Was he still in the house? Did he get away? Only one way to find out.
About My Writing Style:
I write in paragraphs and in third-person. I can attempt to write in first-person if it would make you more comfortable.
What I Plan to Include:
Canon-Typical Violence
LGBTQ+ Themes
Major Character Injury
Possible PTSD
Mentions of Depression
Panic Attacks
Family Feels
