|I'm glad to have seen this band on their final tour.|
Perchance to Dream (L.A. Noire 4F)"We could run away," Evelyn murmured wistfully, staring off into the distance, the waiting trains dwarfing her makeshift tent, "Get onto one of the trains, and go where it goes."Perchance to Dream (L.A. Noire 4F) by nightchildmoonchild
She could feel James's smile in her neck. "Where would you want to go?"
"I would have said New York once," she replied softly, "But now, I think somewhere quiet, green."
James's breath tickled the hairs on the back of her neck. "That sounds nice."
"It wouldn't bore you?" She asked.
"As long as we're together."
She wondered from time to time when he would finally realize that he could do better than her, and leave. She sighed. "But then, I can't."
Tiernan pulled away at that, and she twisted about to look at him. Fixing her with an earnest expression, he replied, "I could make it work, if you really wanted to."
Evelyn smiled back, but it slipped away just as fast. "James, I can't. Look," reaching into her badly worn messenger bag, she drew out a flyer to present to him.
He grimaced at the image of McCaffery, fo
Bogeyman (L.A. Noire 4F)"You think he moved?" Wanda Phelps whispered, peering through the leaves of the bush.Bogeyman (L.A. Noire 4F) by nightchildmoonchild
"Dunno," Shirley whispered back.
Wanda grasped her friend's shaking hand. "Our mommies will find us, and he'll go away."
It had been a ritual for the two to creep behind the park bushes, the ground beneath them covered in shapes drawn by a stick as they pretended to be secret agents. Their mothers had glimpsed them slipping behind it, but said nothing to keep the illusion of secrecy. As Marie had her hands full with her younger daughter, Shirley's mother watched them from a distance.
Wanda had been about to slip in when she caught sight of a lanky man clad in a shabby coat and hat sitting on a bench. Meeting her eyes, he flashed her a crooked smile. Startled, Wanda darted in after Shirley.
The girls glanced through the leaves again to see their mothers, Marie holding Wanda's sister close.
Looking back toward the bench, Wanda saw that the stranger had disappeared.
The door cr
Prompt: Archetype. Choose one archetype from the master list, and implement it in your fanfic. I chose the "Initiation" archetype, which is defined as: The main character undergoes experiences that lead him towards maturity.
This was inspired from a review video of L.A. Noire, in which the reviewer stated that "A Different Kind of War" would have been more emotionally satisfying if the player had controlled Cole, as opposed to Jack, during the sewer portion of the scenario. This story was my attempt to fill in the blanks. This was also inspired by the song "Falling Again" by Lacuna Coil.
Word Count: 493
Current Residence: Atlantis|
Favourite genre of music: Symphonic Metal, Industrial Metal, Gothic Metal
Favourite style of art: Literature and photography
MP3 player of choice: I've got an iPod touch
Shell of choice: Conch
Wallpaper of choice: Cole Phelps from L.A. Noire
Skin of choice: Planets
Favourite cartoon character: Mr. Freeze
Personal Quote: You may say your piece. Even if I don't agree with you, I'll still lend an ear.