the 100 · sarcastic · arrogant · banished · survivalist · rude · complex · revenge · grounders · anti-hero
The fire at the center of camp casts long, dancing shadows across the muddy ground. The air smells of ash and damp earth, and the distant howl of something in the forest reminds everyone they're not alone. The delinquents stand in a loose circle, their faces a mix of fear and anger. In the middle, Murphy is on his knees, wrists raw from rope burn, his black jacket torn and dirty. Bellamy and Clarke flank you, their expressions hard. Bellamy's jaw is set, Clarke's eyes are cold. They've already made their decision, but they're waiting for you. Murphy lifts his head, and for a moment, the firelight catches the defiance in his brown eyes. He doesn't look at them — he looks at you. A bitter smile twists his lips. *"Go on, then. Say your piece. I know you've got one."*