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Elle Bishop
01 January 2020 @ 05:59 am
If you can't reach me over AIM or email, this is the place to drop a comment, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

This is also the place to leave any spam or concrit you've got for me. Have a comment about the way I play Elle? Want to plot? Want to tell me your thoughts on life, the universe, and everything? Please do it here.
 
 
 
Elle Bishop
31 July 2011 @ 10:47 am
[private to Sylar]

Meet me outside the CES.


[private to Sveta]

Did he-- You know where Howie's going when he leaves here, right?
 
 
Elle Bishop
18 July 2011 @ 05:40 pm
[public, but meant for Howie]

Where the hell are you?
 
 
Elle Bishop
04 May 2011 @ 03:44 pm
You think anybody ever really changes?

[She sounds SO BITTER. She sniffles, not like she's crying but rather like she's just had the longest day of her life, everything hurts, and her nose is running. For a second, it sounds like she's about to answer her own question, but she stops herself.]


[private to Sylar]

If you want your shirt back, come and get it.


[ooc: Elle's back, updated to her actual canon death in "The Eclipse Part 2."]
 
 
 
Elle Bishop
30 April 2011 @ 12:46 pm
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[private to Howie]

I'm not normally that-- [EYEROLL] I mean, you know that, right? That was... [She wants to say something about how she hates not remembering who was responsible because she has issues with that but all her other issues are back so she won't :c]

I think I'm... [She's just. Frowning. And has no idea how to say this.] I wanna talk to you about something.

[She thinks about that for a moment.] You know what? Never mind. I'm good.
 
 
Elle Bishop
09 April 2011 @ 02:21 pm
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[private to Sveta]

Howie still really likes you, and I know the whole no pre-marital sex thing is a drag, but you should give him another chance.


[private to Howie; added later]

She totally still likes you.
 
 
Elle Bishop
22 March 2011 @ 06:52 pm
[Elle's wearing a nice blouse and has done something with her hair. There's a lit cigarette between her fingers. She's going for the glamorous look today.]

Who does a girl have to not kill to graduate around here? I haven't killed anybody in, like, forever. Some of you people have graduated, right? So what's the requirement to get off this boat?

[She pauses, takes a drag of the cigarette and blows out a cloud of smoke. She nearly starts coughing, but catches herself and flashes the most innocent of smiles at the camera.]

Call me curious, but I can't help wondering what's keeping you in a place like this. Not just the wardens who've graduated. Any of you. I keep hearing phrases like "the greater good" and "saving souls" tossed around, but that's so... [She waves the hand with the cigarette around. Look at her cigarette, barge. Doesn't it make her look mature?] ...nebulous. You know? What's really keeping you here?

[She frowns, for a split second looking like nothing so much as a sad, confused little kid. She raises the cigarette to her lips again, takes a deep breath, and VERY QUICKLY switches to written. The coughing fit that ensues will stay her own dark secret.]


[private to Adam]

Sorry if I was mean about Judas.


[surprise!spam for Howie]

[As usual, no knocking, just an attempt to open the door and walk into Howie's room like she owns the place.]
 
 
Elle Bishop
01 March 2011 @ 06:22 pm
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[private to Sylar]

Still want it? Come and get it.
 
 
Elle Bishop
08 February 2011 @ 08:47 am
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Jeez, you'd think a flood would be a break from the monotony instead of just... more monotony. Guess this one passed me by.


[filtered to inmates she knows have something to do with Howie*]

I've got a question.


[*Elle's sure by now that somebody's done something to Howie (because a) he promised he wouldn't be a jerk and "take a few days off" ever again and b) his Bible's in his room but he isn't). Statistically, an inmate's to blame, so she's been keeping an eye on inmates that she knows have something to do with Howie. This includes all pagans and anyone who's been public about religious stuff. It's up to you if your inmate's on the filter or not. And if you want to say your inmate spotted Elle watching them? Go for it. She's fairly stealthy, but is prone to moments of great klutzy failure.

Uh, she won't figure anything out, but I figured it would be ooc for her not to try so here this is.

Also, her shiny new superpower is that she can command the loyalty of goldfish. She will... probably never figure this out :/]
 
 
 
Elle Bishop
08 December 2010 @ 02:21 pm
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Dear Santa,

You don't exist and I hate your holiday. But since you seem to show up here every year and grant wishes, here's mine: kill everyone on this boat. ["Except Vince and Adam" is scrawled in after the fact.]

No love,
Elle


Happy, Admiral? I wrote your stupid Christmas letter!


[private to Howie, after much hesitation]

I'm not alright.
 
 
Elle Bishop
29 November 2010 @ 06:51 pm
[The video fizzles in after a few bursts of static because Elle's ability is acting up. You can still see a couple sparks. Elle is sitting on the floor in a corner of her room, and she looks like she's either about to burst into tears or murder somebody.]

Mister Bennet? What is this? Where's my father? Don't--

[MORE SPARKS, and the video cuts out. When it comes back in, the computer's on the floor and you can hear Elle run out of the room and slam the door behind her.

THERE IS A TINY ELECTRICITY-WIELDING CHILD ON THE LOOSE. Feel free to spam.]
 
 
Elle Bishop
Somebody do something about this stupid dog!


[ooc: There's a depressed chocolate lab CRYING PITEOUSLY in the fifth floor hallway. Elle's pretty drunk and not in the mood for dogs.]
 
 
Elle Bishop
23 November 2010 @ 07:19 pm
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For any of you people out there, I'll offer the same deal I did the last time this happened:

Anybody who can get me off this boat gets a big reward.
 
 
Elle Bishop
21 November 2010 @ 09:50 pm
Listen up, barge. I'm not your flashlight, your floor lamp, your wall socket, your lighter, your popcorn maker, your extension chord, your vacuum, your defibrillator, your radiator, and I'm sure as hell not your maid. Sure, my abilities are great, but their purpose isn't to do chores for you.

So let's all get clear on that, move on, and pretend last week didn't happen.


[private to Howie]

I need to talk to you.


[private to Peter EVEN THOUGH HE'S IN A COMA LOLOL]

Wake up! I hate you!



[ooc: I have no idea what Elle did during the blackout. But pretend it was distressingly useful :c]
 
 
 
Elle Bishop
01 November 2010 @ 04:34 pm
Has anybody ever thought that floods are just aspects of our own personalities? Maybe somewhere deep down, I'm actually a super granola free love tree-hugging pothead. [She's a tiny bit high. There's a lot of smoke still floating around in her room.]


Hey sarge, did you wanna talk to me about something?

[added after Howie doesn't respond for a while:] Am I supposed to talk to the Russian lady if Howie's a no-show?
 
 
Elle Bishop
30 October 2010 @ 02:22 am
[Elle is a 60's hippie. She's looking rather granola today, and she's smoking something that could be a cigarette. It's probably pot. She's hanging upside-down off the edge of her bed. You can hear Jefferson Airplane's cover of "Let's Get Together" playing softly in the background.]

Pete, are you here too? This place is outta sight! You gotta see the light show up on deck. It's like, the whole universe up there, man. It goes on forever.
 
 
Elle Bishop
22 October 2010 @ 01:32 pm
[Elle sounds ever-so-slightly awkward, like she's confused about something.] Howie? I think... I think I remember some stuff. I mean, it's coming back. Can... can I talk to you?

[There's a big awkward pause here because she wants to say something to Peter but isn't sure what.]

That's it.


[ooc: THIS IS FAKE. She's only got a few of her memories back by this point.]
 
 
Elle Bishop
14 October 2010 @ 05:58 pm
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I get that this place is supposed to be a second chance. Some all-powerful superbeing picks and chooses who gets to be locked up forever, and we're all supposed to be happy about it, 'cause golly! We're not dead.

But life's a bitch and sometimes bad stuff just happens. Maybe dying at twenty-four wasn't in my plans, but I screwed up and that's what I got. I made my choices, I have to live with them. Or die with them, whatever. I don't need a glorified boat captain telling me what I did was wrong.

So get this, whoever cares: I don't want a second chance. I don't want to be here.


[private to Adam]

Tell me something only you would know. Something from before here.
 
 
Elle Bishop
08 October 2010 @ 12:31 pm
[Elle, in her brilliance, forgot to turn off the audio on her journal, but all you can hear is a muffled conversation between her and Howie. It's punctuated with a few bursts of what sound like static electricity, which get louder as the conversation goes on. Then there's a thud, immediately followed by a much stronger burst of electricity and a SCREAM OF PAIN, and that's that. All you get from here on out is more static.]



[ooc: HERE'S THE DEAL:

This post is basically this thread, in which Elle killed Howie. Morgan dashed in and handled the situation like a pro. Elle got a broken cheekbone and probably needs to see a doctor about that, but the upshot of it all is she's locked up.

Elle won't answer any responses to this post, what with being unconscious. But I figured posting it and getting everybody on the same page was a good idea.

I'm 100% fine with anyone who wants to poking around the scene of the crime, visiting Elle and poking her face, or whatever. There'll be more from Kim later.]