The Tag Someone New Meme

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THE TAG SOMEONE NEW MEME

How It Works

Sometimes, memes can be awkward. There's always that feeling that, if you don't know the person behind the curtain, you'll be intruding somehow. Don't worry. We've all been there. Still, it's nice to have that little reassurance that hey, it's cool. We're all in this together and we just want to play. That's where this meme comes in! The point here is to play with someone you've never played with before, OR play with a character/canon you're unfamiliar with. The prompts provided include mundane activities, chance meetings, platonic fluff, romance/smut, fighting, and crack. This is pretty much the granddaddy of meme variety, so there should be something for just about everyone. INSTRUCTIONS - Comment with you character(s). In the subject field, put all the info that's relevant + any preferences. - Reply to others. Remember, the goal is to play with new people! - The initial set of prompts is in this post. The subsequent sets are linked GoogleDocs. - Use the RNG to get your prompts. - Have fun!

1. The story starts when...

These prompts are all-purpose. 1. The story starts when your character tells the truth. 2. The story starts when your character hitchhikes. 3. The story starts when your character tries to pick up a reward. 4. The story starts when your character misses his/her train. 5. The story starts when your character tells a secret. 6. The story starts when your character tries to stop a robbery. 7. The story starts when your character agrees to a dare. 8. The story starts when your character answers a newspaper ad. 9. The story starts when your character tries to cover something up. 10. The story starts when your character recognizes someone who doesn't want to be recognized. 11. The story starts when your character moves into a new home. 12. The story starts when your character is reunited with an old friend. 13. The story starts when your character tries to help a lost child. 14. The story starts when your character decides s/he wants revenge. 15. The story starts when your character accepts a new job. 16. The story starts when your character goes to the hospital for help. 17. The story starts when your character bluffs through something. 18. The story starts when your character finds the car won't start. 19. The story starts when your character inherits an object. 20. The story starts when your character walks out on a partner. 21. The story starts when your character wakes up in the wrong bed. 22. The story starts when your character goes on a blind date.

2. Fluff

These prompts are all platonic and fluffy.

3. Romance/Smut

These prompts are romance and smut-related.

4. Fighting

These prompts have to do with fightan'.

5. Crack

These prompts are cracky and include things like animal parts and genderswap.

Get the code for this meme [here].

Comments

Re: Unhh... rolled 18 I don't know how this'll work.

[bitterguardian]

It seems to be an ordinary enough street, at least for a large American city, and the well-dressed, heavyset gentleman doesn't look especially out of place, if a little upscale for the neighborhood. His car is also upscale, a long sleek white Bentley, an antique, in fact, and in the wrong country at that. Apparently both man and car have had better days, however, as he's got the hood open on one side and is leaning over it, murmuring a curse or two. He gives a glance up the street, mutters again, and there's a sudden little pulse of energy, power flowing through a heavy ring on his right hand with a glow.

The engine sparks into life.

I think it works :)

[romana2]

[Romana hadn't been that far away, she had seen that he hadn't actually touched the engine to get it working. She cautiously approached.]

That was a neat trick. How did you do it?

:)

[bitterguardian]

He gives a little start, having not heard her approach over the gentle roar of the engine, and half-whirls to face her. It's an unwise move, at least for him, and he has to grab at the hood for balance abruptly, which sends it slamming down and nearly catches his fingers- which puts him off balance again from snatching them out of the way. In the end he catches himself with his cane and a headlamp, but it's possibly the most graceless introduction he's ever made in his life.

He must be getting careless in his old age.

"!-Pardon?"

[romana2]

[She smiles broadly taking him in. He reminds her so much of the Doctor.]

Funny, you don't feel Time Lord... What's your name?

[bitterguardian]

He might not be entirely pleased by the comparison, if he ever met him. He's a much sharper dresser, for one thing. "...Should I?" His tone is polite, but there's a wariness underneath it, an old caution. "Maxim Horvath. Pardon me, but should I know you?" He's fighting hard to regain his dignity, now, standing up straight despite the cane. He's almost precisely the same height as the Doctor, if noticeably more solid of build.

[romana2]

[Depends on which body the Doctor is in. Her face falls slightly at his introduction.]

No... sorry, you just remind me... of a dear friend. I'm Romanadvoratrelundar. You can call me Fred.

[There's a small smirk, she can't resist the chance to change her name for the better.]

[bitterguardian]

One heavy eyebrow arches expressively. "...Fred?" He doesn't quite have the sense of humor of the Doctor, either. No big grins here, although his hair might be curly, under that hat. "I see. Are you lost? Er, looking for a lift or something?"

[romana2]

[She smiles thoughtfully.]

Yes, Fred. And I'm not lost or anything. Saw you having car trouble. Saw you didn't do anything to the engine and yet it started up, which is curious, so I thought I would see if you needed any help.

[bitterguardian]

"Hmm. Nothing at all is a tricky thing to have seen." He's not the Doctor, but he's not quite ordinary, either. He rests a hand on the hood of the car gently. "Well she's running no-" There's a sputter and a choke, and the engine dies again.

[romana2]

[She chuckles softly the TARDIS was just the same.]

As I was saying, do you need some help?

[bitterguardian]

Horvath rubs the bridge of his crooked nose, up between his eyes. "...Perhaps. Are you any good with engines?" Ordinarily he's not too bad at them himself, but the car is getting a little outdated, and persnickety, much like its owner.

[romana2]

[She grins.]

I know a thing or two about mechanics.

[And she'll let her sonic sort the rest.]

[bitterguardian]

He opens the hood up again for her, but stands there close by to watch, and when the sonic screwdriver comes out both his eyebrows rise. "Now what is that?"

[romana2]

[She leans forward, when he interrupts her.]

It's my sss-screwdriver.

[Well, she's not lying.]

[bitterguardian]

He simply counters by leaning his cane against the bonnet of the car, and pulling out a pair of reading glasses to get a better look. "Oh? Phillips head? Three-eigths? I don't believe there's any screws in the car likely to match up with that thing."

If he had any doubts she was unusual herself, before, he's sure of it now.

[romana2]

Oh, it automatically adjusts... It's... electric.

[But she runs a quick scan first, to make sure she's doing the right thing. Once she has everything scanned, she starts to make a few tweaks with the sonic.]

Right. Try starting her up.

[She grins.]

[bitterguardian]

He still looks incredibly skeptical, and for a moment he actually considers whether or not she might have planted some kind of magical trap. Taking up his cane, he limps around behind her to the driver's seat, ring glowing again while he's hopefully behind her back, although that may or may not prevent her somehow detecting the invisible flow of energy around and through the engine, checking for any magical interference. It takes him a moment to lever himself down in the driver's seat and try the engine again.

Of course it purrs into life. The sonic screwdriver fixes everything.

[romana2]

[Well, that and the know-how to go with it. Romana walks over to the passenger side and gets in.]

So, is it working as it should?

[bitterguardian]

"Evidently..." He's still looking skeptical and wary. Maybe he's just paranoid.

"Was there somewhere you'd like to go?"

[romana2]

[She smiles.]

It has been a long time since I've taken a drive. I'll go where you're going.

[She feels safe with him, probably because he reminds her of the Doctor.]

[bitterguardian]

If his eyebrows climb any higher, they'll start to creep under his hat. It takes him a moment to get them under control, but he pulls his other leg into the car and shuts the door, then looks at her again. "Oh, you're sure I can't drop you off anywhere? Bellevue, perhaps?" That joke will probably fall flat, since not only is she not from New York, she's not even from Earth... and his tone is so casual and friendly.

[romana2]

No, really I just would like to take a ride... for the... enjoyment of it, I believe you would say.

[Yup, joke went over her head. She pauses.]

So, Maxium. What do you do for a living?

[bitterguardian]

He's aware almost as soon as he's said it that she's not about to get the reference to a mental hospital. He's not convinced she's just a pretty escaped lunatic, though.

After a moment's reflection, studying her with old, dark eyes, he looks to the street, checks traffic, and pulls calmly out of his parking space.

"I don't, precisely. I do research. To keep busy." He's got enough put by that he doesn't have to work unless he wants to.

[romana2]

Research? A scientist, then? But not mechanical.

[Since he couldn't seem to fix his own car.]

[bitterguardian]

"Not precisely science, no. There are many fields of research in the world."

He's not all that hopeless with mechanics, really, it's just that the car is old and some of the parts are getting worn out. That, and it's apparently not his day today, if the way he almost fell down on meeting her is any hint.