IND. CHLOE DECKER OF FOX'S LUCIFER. PRIVATE, SELECTIVE, EXCLUSIVE. ESTABLISHED JULY 2016. WRITTEN BY BECCA, SHE/HER, CST. PAGES UNDER CO !
ARE YOU AT ALL AWARE OF HOW DICKISH YOU SOUND?
01. I CLAIM NO CREATIVE LICENSE OVER FOX'S TELEVISION SHOW 'LUCIFER,' ITS ORIGINAL FRANCHISE, OR ANY OF ITS AFFILIATES. THIS BLOG IS FOR ROLEPLAYING PURPOSES ONLY.
02. NO PLAGIARISM, FORCED SHIPS, GODMODDING, METAGAMING, HATE, ETC. KEEP IT CLEAN.
03. I MAKE ALL MY ICONS. PLEASE DON'T TAKE THEM.
04. I TAG BASIC TRIGGERS, BUT DON'T HESITATE TO LET ME KNOW IF YOU NEED ME TO TAG SOMETHING FOR YOU. PLEASE TRY TO TAG YOUR NSFW, ANIMAL ABUSE, LIVEBLOGGING, AND SPIDERS. sidenote, IF YOUR BLOG CONTAINS ANY CONTENT RELATING TO EATING DISORDERS OR DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, I WON'T FOLLOW OR INTERACT WITH YOU.
05. MUN IS 22, MUSE IS A GROWN ASS WOMAN. I TAG MY NSFW. WHILE I'M DOWN TO EXPLOER DARKER THEMES WITH MINORS, I'M DEF NOT COMFORTABLE WRITING ANY KIND OF SEXUAL ANYTHING WITH ANYONE UNDER 18.
06. MUTUALS ARE ALWAYS WELCOME TO TURN MEMES INTO THREADS IF A NEW POST IS MADE - DON'T REBLOG THE ASK!
07. I'M EXTREMELY PICKY ABOUT WHAT I SHIP. CHEMISTRY IS EVERYTHING AND I LIKE TO GET TO KNOW MY WRITING PARTNERS OOC BEFORE I CONSIDER SHIPPING; THIS GOES FOR PLATONIC AND PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS AS WELL. PLEASE DON'T EVER FORCE A SHIP OR MAKE ASSUMPTIONS ABOUT ANYTHING UNLESS WE'VE TALKED ABOUT IT!
08. SKYPE AND KIK ARE BOTH AVAILABLE TO MUTUALS UPON REQUEST, AND YOU CAN ALWAYS HIT ME UP ON TUMBLR IM. THANKS FOR READING!
NAME : CHLOE DECKER AGE : THIRTY - THREE HEIGHT : FIVE FEET, SIX INCHES WEIGHT : 125 LBS HAIR : DIRTY BLONDE EYES : STRIKING BLUE SEX / GENDER : CIS FEMALE SPECIES : HUMAN LOCATION : LOS ANGELES, CA
FAMILY : PENELOPE DECKER ( MOTHER ), BEATRICE "TRIXIE" ESPINOZA ( DAUGHTER ), DAN ESPINOZA ( EX - HUSBAND ). FATHER'S NAME UNKNOWN ( ALSO A COP ).
SCARS : THROUGH - AND - THROUGH BULLET WOUND UNDERNEATH HER LEFT COLLARBONE ( SHOT BY JIMMY BARNES, SAVED BY LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR. ) .
OCCUPATION : FORMER ACTRESS, CURRENT HOMICIDE DETECTIVE WITH THE LOS ANGELES POLICE DEPARTMENT .
he had no qualms mouthing off the last guy who was here, the one to bring him in ; it’s not his first rodeo with the police. he shrugs, extending an arm to usher her in. ❝ here t’ keep me company, or — ? ❞
‘ something like that. ’ technically, she isn’t even allowed to ask him about the WEATHER without breaching protocol. a quick, passing appraisal of the room ; cramped, sparsely furnished, as these places tend to be ; & she aims for an empty chair. ‘ wish i’d brought a deck of cards. ’