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General


Backtagging: Encouraged
Threadjacking: Usually fine. It's better just to ask first to make sure the other person is okay with it/we don't already have something planned.
The Fourth Wall: Fine! Good luck with that though.
Spoilers: I'm usually okay with them.

Physical


Affection: I'm okay with it, Scully will be 100% awkward about it if you aren't Mulder though. And she may kick your ass if you're a guy and it's unwarranted.
Violence: I love fighting!
Sexual: I don't really rp smut! And while it's POSSIBLE things could go that way, it's kind of unlikely? Scully has been known to make questionable decisions when it comes to relationships and sex though.

Psychic


Mind reading: Fine with it! Let me know before hand so I can give you something to work with.
Mind control: Probably okay with it, just run it by me first!
Other powers: I'm okay with a lot of stuff, if it's really major, I'd like to know ahead of time though.

The biggies


Rape: No.
Pregnancy: Nope.
Death: Depends on the situation. I'm not adverse to it, but discussion first would be nice!

Squicks



None really. :'D
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{ VOICE }

Mulder. Mulder?!

[ The frantic voice is preceded by the rustling sounds of someone inspecting a suspicious journal curiously, then climbing to her feet on a forest floor. She doesn't realize the buttons on the pages actually do something. ]

Damn it... MULDER! Are you there? Hello?! Is anyo--

[ A gasp interrupts her cries, and for a moment, there's silence. The pain is what has drawn her attention to the strange sensation on her back. When she reaches back to determine the cause, there's another gasp, louder this time. ]

Oh my God.

[ In her shock, the journal slips from her hand. After a thud, the recording ends. ]

{ ACTION }

[ WINGS. There are wings on her back right now. This isn't the first time Scully had woken up in a strange place, in the wrong clothes, or without her weapon... Hell, it's not the first time she'd woken up to find something had been done to her. BUT WINGS. Wings were somehow more distressing than an implant. They were a lot harder to put out of her mind. And what did they mean? Was she dead? This sure as Hell didn't look like any kind of Heaven she'd ever imagined.

And even more important than her new physical abnormality (maybe), is her partner. Where could he have ended up? Just before this they were on a plane to Kansas together, and now... Now her mind is racing with all the possibilities. She doesn't even know if she's heading in the right direction, or if there is a right direction. She's just continually scanning for any sign of him, any sign of life at all... When she comes across a playground. She moves faster now, running into the settlement, stopping at a fountain to survey the surroundings.
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Hello?
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I'm afraid. I'm afraid to believe.