2059 Role Play Thead.

(Retroactive continuity is the deliberate changing of previously established facts in a work of serial fiction. ... you cant change things you've already written can you?)

(I can't remember what Torchwood retcon is.

That's just the thing Olly. I didn't get to write anything. Stolen opportunities like I said. )

(Oh, well, you're never on much, C)

(i meant the bit where you saved chloe.)

(I'm not changing that bit. That bit was fine. Flashbacks next. )

(kk)

(so youre going to change the bit where weve said youre in your bedroom? )

(What do you mean, Me? )

Flashback 11/12

The creature continued with its low guttural growling. The two were like cowboys in an old western, both waiting for the other to make the first move. Olivia's eyes sought out anything that could help her but she knew not to take her eyes off it completely or it would strike.

Slowly, Olivia reached for a broken bit of metal piping. The beast saw this and began to move, getting faster as it did. It leapt and Olivia gave it an almighty whack with the piping as it came down at her, roaring. Both of them were stunned and Olivia fell over, losing the piping.

Groaning, she tried getting up and grabbing the pipe again from where it had rolled, only just reaching it in time before the beast recovered too. She shoved it at its nose like a spear and it howled as its nose bled profusely. Olivia leapt up and whacked its back.

The beast turned and lunged at her, jaws wide. Olivia fell back to avoid it and promptly fell through an old wooden board of the walkway, into the river.

Flashback 12/12

Olivia was glad for the shock of the cold water because to her horror she found herself noticing that the wolf thing was extremely well hung. God, she needed to get laid! Twenty years was too long. Her group wouldn't let her though, as punishment for only getting one man.

Bursting back up above the surface with a few strokes, Olivia found the creature sniffing ravenously at where she'd fallen in. Quietly she moved around to the other side of the walkway and climbed up, painfully slowly so it wouldn't notice. She'd lost the pipe when she fell so she took her gun from her things. The click made it turn, but it was dead before it could charge at her.

She took her things back to the part of the city where the others lived and stored them in an apartment she'd cleaned out earlier. Next she found a place to get a wash and dress in some clean clothes. This done, she made her way back to the apartment where the others lived, taking a few weapons with her as always. She'd been away for many many days so she wondered if they thought she was dead.

"Damon? Are you in?" she said, knocking lightly on his door.

(Erm, Damon left. lol)

(Really, when? )

(Ages ago.)

(Is he dead? )

(No.)

(ok )

Finding the room empty, Olivia frowned and went to ask the other two where he was, skillfully avoiding the traps on the way up again.

Chloe grabbed her head and laid back down again, she was dizzy.

"Chloe, have you seen Damon?" Olivia asked. "Where did he go? I need to ask him something."

Damon left.....ages ago.
Chloe glanced at Gerald.
We had a few......problems with him.

"Did he say where he was going?" Olivia sighed.

Damon tried to kill him.

(He didn't, Gerald did it as a plan to get rid of him. lol XD)

Olivia sighed and facepalmed. She wouldn't have a guy to take back and because she'd runout of bullets because of that wretched dog monster, the rapist had gotten away too. Well, at least he had a broken ass.

"I'm a failure. Sorry guys I've got to go again."

(Facepalm! lol I did that no less than ten minutes ago.)

You're not a failure, you saved my ass. Thanks.
Chloe smiled.