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the power games meme



This meme is about gaining, using and abusing power over others. Now with more options! Warning: contains possible triggers.

How to play

- Post your character with their name and canon in the subject line. You can also give your preferences if you do/don't want to thread anything R-rated or above.
- When replying, go to RNG and roll numbers 1-2 to get a scenario type, then 1-16 to select a scenario.
- Play out that scenario! Please respect others' wishes if they don't want to play out a particular scene.

i. manipulation

01. Mind games. You're messing with this person's head, using whatever you know about them to your advantage. Words are barbs, and everyone has a weakness.
02. Stay close to me. You're not letting this person out of your sight. And you don't care what extreme measures you have to go to in order to do it.
03. Blackmail. You know something and you're not afraid to use it against them. Now they have to do what you want.
04. Love makes you do things. It's because you love them that you're making them do this. If they truly loved you, wouldn't they do as you say?
05. For your own good. It doesn't matter what the other person wants. You know what's best, and you're going to force it on them whether they like it or not.
06. Break you down. You're going to make the other person think they're worthless. Crush their self-esteem, break them until they're entirely helpless.
07. Betrayal. You made a promise, and you broke it. Or perhaps you betrayed this person's trust. It's all part of gaining the upper hand.
08. Lies, lies, lies. Fool the other person with words and you'll have them wrapped around your finger in no time.
09. Sob story. A little bit of emotional manipulation never hurt anyone, right? You're going to use this person's feelings for you against them. Make them feel sorry!
10. In your debt. Look, you saved them. The other person wouldn't be here without you. They should show some gratitude.
11. I need you. You're depending on the other person to do as you say. They're the only one who can help.
12. Turn up the charm. There's nothing like a bit of good old-fashioned flirting to get someone eating out of your hand.
13. Negotiating. There's a bargain to be struck, if only you can find the right words – and the right leverage.
14. For my sake. Why should they do as you say? Because you're the one asking.
15. The truth. It's the thing that hurts most of all.
16. Your choice. Combine any of the above scenarios or choose your own! It's up to you.

ii. mastery

01. Pretty little puppet. You can command this person at will. They're a plaything, to do with as you please.
02. You're mine. You own this person, and you're going to make sure they know it.
03. No escape. Maybe you've locked the other person up somewhere, maybe you've got them in chains. Either way, they're not going anywhere.
04. Put in your place. That's it. The other person made one too many caustic comments, got in your way one last time. Now you're going to show them who's boss.
05. Force of strength. Nothing like a good old fashioned brawl to really prove who's stronger.
06. Cornered. Finally, you've got them alone. This is the moment you've been waiting for – and perhaps the moment they've been dreading.
07. Turning the tables. They thought they'd won, but here's your chance! Maybe it's time to give them a taste of their own medicine, or maybe you have a new trick up your sleeve.
08. Punishment. The other person has done something wrong, or maybe just something you don't like. Now you're going to punish them.
09. Back and forth. I have a laser gun! Well, I have a lightsaber! Whatever it is, you're closely matched and trying to outdo each other.
10. Make them beg. You hold all the power and whatever it is they want or need, you're going to make them beg for it.
11. Call my bluff. You're making claims you can't back up. Can you bluff your way out of this, or will the other person catch on?
12. Time to pay. The other person owes you, and it's time for them to pay up.
13. Show of dominance. You're not actually going to hurt this person. You're just going to show them that you could.
14. The most precious thing. Whatever is most important to the other person, you're going to take it away. Because you can.
15. Consequences. You warned them. They failed, and now they're going to pay the price.
16. Your choice. Combine any of the above scenarios or choose your own! It's up to you.

Comments

Marcel | Silver Wolf (modern AU)

[dealwith_them]

[Violence and smut likely to happen.]

i, 10 - dear gods, the poor girl >]

[winter_raven]

[How people from Li's old gang in Sacramento had found her, Raven had no idea. And why they thought they could use her as some sort of way to get at him when he was in freaking China made even less sense. Only thing she did know was that, after almost a week of thinking she was going to die at any minute, she was suddenly staring at four dead bodies, one of which had only a moment before been holding a knife near her throat.]

[dealwith_them]

[Kids these days, huh? Think themselves so fucking tough and still letting him get near enough to plant a bullet in each of them. Frickin' amateurs. He'd had his eyes on this branch for months. Getting cocky, stealing drugs and what not from his men. They needed to be reminded of who ruled these streets. That they had a pretty girl at their base was just an added bonus. God probably thought he deserved a pick-me-up today.

Looking her over with a raised eyebrow, he put his gun away. Went over to the nearest body and turned it over with his boot.]

Guess you've been a bad girl.

[winter_raven]

[It took her a minute to notice he'd actually talked to her. She was staring at the bodies in horrified fascination, like she couldn't quite believe they weren't just going to get up and laugh at her. Even though she could tell they were dead. Dead people, no matter what anyone tried to say at funerals, never looked like anything but dead people. It was the kicking - sort of kicking - of the one that snapped her out of her shock enough to look up.]

N-no. Not me. I-I don't even know these guys.

[dealwith_them]

They sure as hell knew you.

[Like she didn't know already. He walked past the first body, made his way to the second, third, forth. The same kick to the side, repeatedly. His handiwork was perfect, but checking was the only way not to get yourself killed. Street rules. Finally, he turned towards her. For the fun of it.]

[winter_raven]

They knew my boyfriend. A long time ago. Years ago. Before we started dating. I'd never seen them before they jumped me. Couldn't find him, so they grabbed me, I guess. I don't know. They're freaking insane.

[She's rambling and she knows it, but she can't quite stop. And she's staring the entire time, watching him kick all the bodies.]

They're...they're all...?

[dealwith_them]

[Yes, what, little girl?]

Like smacking flies. [A smile on his lips, more like a leer. Obviously not a gang ho, this one. No blood on her hands. Always the best kind when you're bored, because they don't even know they're entertainment, right?] Wanna help me burn them, doll?

[winter_raven]

[Only now does she take a step away from the closest body, a very wobbly step. Then another, until she's closer to the door, and to her unexpected rescuer. She looks up at him, still half in shock.]

They took my bag. I don't want my bag going up in flames.

[Wait. He really did just say 'burn them'. As in 'burn the bodies.' No more evidence.]

You...you're gonna make me an accessory to this?

[dealwith_them]

[She isn't a problem, because if she were, she'd be dead like the rest of them. Still, she's an eye witness and unless she proves very good and sympathetic... Otherwise he'll have to kill her anyway. Fun.

Walking over to her finally, he looks at her. Eyes narrowed. She's pretty. Nothing special, not his type, but pretty. He can work with that.]

You didn't sit with your eyes closed the entire fucking time, did you? [Fishing matches out of his pocket, usually for his smokes, he searches the room for the nearest flammable. He spots some long curtains at the other end of the room. Points at them.] Go get me those.

ii. 4 - Why do I do these things to my characters?

[centeroftheweb]

[It's not often he gets himself into situations he doesn't have a way out of, but there is a first time for everything he supposes. He could run, but he knows how fast the other man is, so what would be the use? Still he may still be able to talk himself out of the situation. Most likely not, but he had to try]

Hey now, let's just... pretend we never saw each other. Go our own ways and all that.

[dealwith_them]

No, you fucking fag.

[Dark. To the point. No need to screw around. He's been trying to chase down this son of a bitch for years now. But the fucking spider keeps crawling out of the tightest spots.

Not this time. And fuck no, nothing like last time either. Eyes narrowed to slits, he steps closer. Gun in one hand. Ready.]

[centeroftheweb]

[He shrugs, doing his best to seem unconcerned. But his focus is on that gun. Even if he could outrun the man he can't outrun a bullet. This will not end well by any means. Best goal now is just attempt to not die. Everything else can be recovered]

What do you want then?

[dealwith_them]

[A smile. A slow, amused one. Oh, great, little Spider-Man is catching on real quick. No doubt he's hoping to get something rammed up -his- arse this time, but business first. Business first.]

You've got info that's problematic for my boss.

[centeroftheweb]

Not as much as I'd like.

[Hey, honesty is the best policy at this point. He slips his hands into his trouser pockets, feeling carefully for the one phone he always answers. And switches it off. If worse comes to worst and he ends up at the bottom of that damn river, at least certain things will go into motion]

I can't clear things from my servers from here.

[dealwith_them]

Like you'd clear shit anyway. Little nooks and corners everywhere, right?

[He could stand right beside the fucking perv and see him erase the entire harddrive and it'd still turn up somewhere else before you can say die bitch die. Turning the gun over in his hand a couple of times, just a spin or two for play times, he walks closer. Stops right in front of him and oh lookit, guy's taller. How cute.]

[centeroftheweb]

[The man has a point, and while Ray's attention never left the gun he nodded in acknowledgement of that]

Kinda have to in my line of work.

What do you want then.

[dealwith_them]

We'll make a deal.

[Lifting the gun a little, for emphasis. Not like the guy needs a reminder, but really, he likes waving his weapons around. All of them. Because this time he's choosing the direction.]

First, though, you owe me a heartfelt apology, pretty boy.

ii, 05.

[population_ctrl]

[Some bar, some years into the future. And Marcel has fucked up big time (well actually, someone else fucked him. Up. Whatever works). It's been about two and a half months now, but Jean Louis is nothing if not persistent in his grudge. Blowing a smoke-ring in Marcel's general direction here.]

You'd better have good news this time.

[dealwith_them]

[Bro's a dick. Marcel's known this since they were little kids, so he's got his fair share of patience with JL's moods. Apparently it's a political genius thing or whatever.

After the spider incident, though, he's been so fucking loud you haven't been able to hear anything but yadda yadda yadda. Waving the smoke ring into oblivion, he focuses his valuable attention on his guys at the bar.]

Deal in Berlin's blown up.

[population_ctrl]

[The longest pause.]

Naturally. [Drag. Leaning back, eyes narrowed slightly.] Can't very well do your job when you're busy whoring yourself out, right? Did he at least pay this time?

[dealwith_them]

[They're within hearing distance from the bar. Just like someone could pick up on JL's every word, Marcel can pick up on someone snickering like a frickin' girl. Pausing, he stares at the group. Reads faces. Who? Who...]

Who the fuck do you think you are? Frickin' midget.

[population_ctrl]

[A smile. Not a nice one, either.]

I think I'm your boss. Faggot boy.

[dealwith_them]

[Great. Real wiz with words there, bro. Real smart.

Grimacing, Marcel pulls out a packet of smokes. Picks one out. Lights it.]

Be nice, bro, or I'm finding a new one.

[Said through gritted teeth.]

[population_ctrl]

[Leaning in closer, smile widening juuuust a fraction.]

Really? I wouldn't know - but I'm guessing that the pay-rate is a lot worse for taking it up the arse.

i 16, no smut

[constableodo]

[Odo is only watching you for now. How you've been able to pull this is just beyond him. Ha. He's not impress by himself, or you, for that matter.]