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random icon spam meme

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1. Comment with your character with character name and canon in the subject line. Include game if you want, but not required. IMPORTANT! You must also choose the RANDOM ICON option next to your icon selection. That icon will basically set the "stage" for everyone else to tag off from. You don't have to supply any additional information.

2. Taggers! Hit the RANDOM ICON next to your icon selection. KEEP IT RANDOM! It's called "Random Icon Meme" for a reason! This icon will dictate what the character's response will be.

3. Look to see which icon was chosen and make a tag based off it. It can be serious, crack, and even completely derail from the previous tag. Be creative and try to make it work! But have fun—this is supposed to be crack. Bonus points if the thread somehow ends up IC anyway.

4. Rinse and repeat.

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Fenris | Dragon Age 2 | OTA

[vishante]

 

follows everywhere

[dragonfetish]

[ Ah. Silence. And a dull, disinterested stare. Hawke will just be assuming that's a no. Or at least, a potential no in need of some swift convincing. Now how to go about-- ]

Wine. [ BRILLIANT. :D ] How about some wine and then you show me your dancing? [ pleeeeeeeeeeeease?? ]

stalker 8| and this icon LMAO fml

[vishante]

[fenris' addiction to luscious alcohol is strong, but never has he thought himself capable of being lured so easily. the promise offered brightens his mood and he lurches forward to meet his lover, oddly tamed. perhaps it's the mere sight of hawke affecting him so—or perhaps he's already drank too much—yet he cannot stop himself, tip-toed for a tender nuzzle.]

Would you grant me the pleasure of joining me? [in both the drinking and the dancing. take advantage, hawke, because it won't last.]

tip-toed. TIP-TOED! AND GDIT HAWKE. WHAT. WHY OF ALL TIMES!!!

[dragonfetish]

[ Join him?



But. ]

Fenris... [ Mood thoroughly shot FOR NO REASON, he finds his frown and sadly steps away, hiding his face by turning it to the side for a long moment before reluctantly returning his gaze to the other. He'd been hoping no one would ever find out, that he'd be able to bring this to his grave but... ] I... [ B r e a t h e s ] I cannot dance. [ DON'T LOOK AT HIM. HE IS SO ASHAMED. ]

okay. this will end in crack, i can feel it. sob.

[vishante]

[seriously. on fenris' black list? being unable to dance comes in second position. right below being a blood mage. hey, everyone has their own quirks, and this one particularly rubs him the wrong way. he snarls and leaps away, drawing his weapon and glowing like there's no tomorrow, because this is serious business.]

You cannot dance? [he couldn't possibly sound more incredulous. infuriatingly so.] You cannot dance? Fasta vass! Had I know you were such a worthless mage, I would never have given you a chance! How much more do you hide from me, Hawke? [next thing he knows, the man will admit to disliking wine! g a s p.]

yeah. this is... going in a strange direction.

[dragonfetish]

[ And what is the best way to calm down a murderous, mage hating elf who is very close to chopping him into tiny bits and then fist-punching said bits into mush? Why, untying, unbuckling and shrugging off his leathers, of course.

Ta-Da. Drink in the sight of sculpted arms, chiseled pecks and one firm, toned belly. Fenris wouldn't want to damage this fine equipment, would he? ]

Normally, I don't mind the light show, but... [ Sigh. Overreaction much? And hey, he'll just be casually rolling his shoulders back, standing up a tad straighter - oh bb, just look at that body. ] I can learn, Fenris. But only if you refrain from chopping my legs off.