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the { make your own porno } meme

make your own porno meme

it's the biggest of businesses. get laid, and get paid. fake it til you make it. hey, maybe you're just making a home video. everyone's got a reason to get down and dirty in front of a camera.

what's yours?

1. up-and-coming adult star
you're new to the industry, but your looks and personality have gotten you this far! or maybe it's just your looks.

2. the home video
you're amateurs making a home video of your sexual exploits. whether it's embarrassingly awkward or actually really sexy, who knows.

3. the professional
you do this for a living. you know the ropes, the ins and outs (literally) of real porn.

4. doing it for the money
you're broke and you're pretty. even though you're nervous, this seems like a pretty simple way to make some quick cash... right?

5. blackmail video
you've wound up doing a sex tape for someone with less than your full enthusiasm, because you're being blackmailed into it, or maybe you owe a very large debt.

6. a flimsy plot
you're in one of those pornos which attempts to have an actual plot. you're here to fix someone's pipes, or give a bad student detention, maybe do some erotic yoga or whatever.

7. the free lancer
wild card option.

RULES
1. put your character's preferences and stuff in the comment itself. you could also optionally list some of their famous 'talents', or apply powers to a sexual setting!
2. get creative ♥
3. be nice etc don't hate

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[The problem with thinking that things can't get any worse, is that they inevitably always find a way to do just that. Sterling has never really been in the business of making friends, and working this job, that somehow managed to catch up with him. Things went from bad to worse, jeering comments about how they were going to put him on video, ruin him. He was still trying to find a way out of this, navigate some dozen or more angry men with heavy automatic weapons and a video crew.

And then Spencer was in the containment area that definitely left luxuries to be desired. On the upside, maybe he'd be dead before they had a chance to get creative with the video cameras.]

Hello, Spencer.

[He yanked in annoyance against the heavy cuffs on his wrists.]

[ Eliot sat in the cell, cross legged, eyes closed, and looking perfectly at peace despite his bare concrete prison that surrounded him. However, when his eyes shot open to bore on Sterling, they were a wild mixture of a beast barely kept back by human control. ]

Him!? [ He exclaimed, obviously not addressing the insurance agent but at their mutual captors. Climbing to his feet with ease despite his shackled hands, he pointed one finger at the other man and growled. ]

You've gotta be kiddin' me! I ain't doin' him with a ten feet pole!

[He caught that look and it caught Sterling's breath for a moment. Both because it was unexpected, something feral and primal and different even from when the man had him pinned back against a bar table, and the fact that Sterling had that dangerous interest in things that weren't safe. Perhaps why he always kept pushing Eliot. Of course, not really the time or place for such concerns, but chances were there might not be a time or a place.]

Not as if I'm thrilled about this particular turn of events either, sweetheart.

[Because he really, really, just couldn't help himself when it came to harassing Eliot. Not good for survival, admittedly, but always amusing.]

[ Unfortunately for Sterling, it was nearly the full moon too, which meant Eliot's wolf was near the surface and the retrieval specialist was most easily irritated. His time of month, one may say if they didn't value their lives. ]

Oh no, Sterling. No. We're not goin' there.

[ He turned and wanted to protest a bit longer, but their captor had already backed out of the cell and shut the door. The man, the crew, and all the rest of them were safely segregated on the other side away from the snarling Eliot.

So he turned his glare on Sterling. ]

No way I'm doin' anythin' with you.

I have no inclination toward this sort of thing with you, darling, but thank you for your interest. However our captors seemed rather insistent about the point.

[It's a lie, that slip of the tongue where he says he has no interest, perfect because he's convinced himself. It's only given away in small things that people don't notice like the thrum of his heartbeat, the fractional and brief shift of body temperature. Sterling's a terrifying liar.

He stands up, just a little bit of struggle with how his hands are bound.]

I hate to point out the obvious here, love, but I imagine that if we don't co-operate they'll find a way to be persuasive.

[ If it was Sterling's intention to rile Eliot up with all those endearments, they worked fantastically as he sent a growl the insurance agent's way. ]

You! [ He said, pointing two fingers at Sterling ] Shut up!

[ Eliot glared at the closed door then back at Sterling. ] They can try. [ Meanwhile, he needed to think up a plan of how to get out of here. He was in the midst of that when he was interrupted by Sterling's arrival. ]

Why're you even here?

[Sterling just lifted an eyebrow as he looked at Eliot as the man told him to shut up. Because, really, he didn't actually think that would work, did he?]

Yes, they can. Likely some form of chemical persuasion, if I had to guess based on the class of this setup they have here.

[Escaping really was at the top of his list, certainly preferable to the idea of sex on camera. He might be an unapologetic bad man, but he'd never had any intentions of imitating some tabloid-star.]

I'm sure this will come as a shock, but apparently they don't like me. Ruined a heist, cost them millions. Really, it's not like they're special.

[He looks over at Eliot, watching him for a few moments.]

What's your excuse?

[ It was a sign of how distracted in his thinking Eliot was when he answered directly with only a brief glare. ] A botched retrieval, likely a double cross. They saw me comin' and I headed right into a trap.

[ He raked back his long hair from his his eyes with a quick gesture with his hand. ]

You know they probably plan to killin' us and makin' this a snuff film too, right?

Yeah. I'm aware.

[Sterling's voice quieted a little at that admission. It wasn't a pleasant thought; the idea of the sex video was bad enough, but as far as ways to die went, this one was close to the bottom.]

Only way I see out of here would be to make some sort of commotion in the middle of it, so they have to open the bloody door.

[And, Sterling wasn't exactly equipped for that. All he had was his scathing wit, and no one outside Spencer really seemed to even listen. Being caught unawares really made it significantly harder to plan his way out of this, not that surrender was on his list, either.]

Considering that they plan on killing us, it would have to be pretty spectacular.

[ Eliot stared as he tried to wrap his brain around Sterling's words. ]

In the middle of it!? Seriously? That's your plan? [ After shooting Sterling a disgusted glare, Eliot shook his head. ] How about we don't start the damn thing?

[ The cell was bare and they were tied up, this was hardly the location for a film of any sort. ]

You're right that they'd try to drug us, it'd be the only way to move us to where they'd want to shoot. Best idea is to avoid that and jump'em when they move us.

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