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memeswearhouse ([personal profile] memeswearhouse) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2013-05-02 10:11 am

The Mirror of Erised Meme

The Mirror of Erised
it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live

"The Mirror of Erised is a mirror, which, according to Albus Dumbledore, shows the 'deepest and most desperate desire of one's heart.' The name "Erised" is "desire" spelled backwards, as if reflected in a mirror. The happiest person in the world would look in the mirror and see a reflection of exactly the way he or she is. Inscribed across the top of the frame is the following text: Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi. Reversing the inscription and rearranging the spaces produces: I show not your face but your heart's desire." - wiki.

Your character has stumbled upon this magical mirror. Perhaps they were poking around in a basement, or a mystical forest, or maybe they were out somewhere entirely different. Whatever the case may be, they are now entrapped by whatever the mirror has chosen to show them.

Another person comes along and is free, now, to do what they wish. Perhaps they get caught into their own desires or get a peek into your character's heart.

Really it's up to you. And whatever your heart desires

» POST with your character
» TAG others
» PINE for what is out of reach
» have FUN

Note While blank comments won't be deleted, it's encouraged for anyone who posts to give a short description of what their character would see, or at least specify that they'd rather the other party set up a scenario!
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Travis Touchdown | No More Heroes

[personal profile] crownless 2013-05-02 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[His parents are alive, and Jeane and Henry stand beside them, Jeane in the plain white dress from years ago, both siblings with uncharacteristically blissful expressions on their faces. Bishop, his teachers, old friends from high school he hasn't thought about in a decade or more. Holly. Alice. A woman who should be Sylvia, but is just enough off that she couldn't be. Goichi Suda, in the background holding a wrecked Nintendo Wii.

He can't make out what they're saying, or why. But everyone's cheering for him.

He's so entranced by whatever he's seeing in there that his hands are pressed flat against the mirror. Another couple inches and his nose will run into the glass.
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derpaheal: (um)

WELP. Here, have some HP feelings

[personal profile] derpaheal 2013-05-03 01:02 am (UTC)(link)

[He didn't mean to intrude. He didn't mean to at all. Really. He had just been walking around and looking for supplies and he found...him...pressed against the mirror. Like that. It was kind of weird.]

What's going on...?
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Serra | Fire Emblem 7

[personal profile] annoys 2013-05-02 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a little pink-haired infant in the arms of a serene, smiling mother. A man stands behind her with his arms around the woman's shoulders. It's simple, and quiet. Just the family and nothing more.

She's sobbing rather indelicately. Oh god please don't see her anyone.
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[personal profile] nottheshoe 2013-05-02 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's plopped down holding back tears. A large group of people are in the mirror, most of them resemble her. They're all happy and going about their daily life. And she's nowhere in sight.]
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Kathy H. | Never Let Me Go

[personal profile] deferred 2013-05-02 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's the present day, but she's only about seven or eight years old in the mirror. All of her old classmates are at a playground-- one that's definitely outside of Hailsham-- and playing in complete contentment, young again, alive, untouched by the weakness that comes after "donations". Ruth, calmly braiding flowers into a little crown, waves at her from across the way.

She's sitting on the sidelines with Tommy. They're holding hands.

For a woman who values her composure around others, Kathy's looking rather uncomposed: her knees are pulled tightly up to her chest, and she's sitting across the room. She doesn't dare get any closer than that. But she also can't will herself to leave.
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[personal profile] drivenblades 2013-05-03 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ A corpse walks into the room. Apparently the doorway doesn't go where he thought, because he stops and turns very slowly to look back at it, like it might've been moving to kidnap him while he wasn't looking. Then Draven walks on, dismisses the mirror as something left behind and the wom-...the woman.

He stops, seven feet away. Looks at the mirror. It bursts red once, then shows a flash of hooves and a flare of gnarled wings, reacting to Draven's desire, which he's long known. But it's quick to go back to Kathy's.

They pass?

[ He sees some resemblance to her in one of the kids, sure, but doesn't think on it much. ]
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Toothiana | Rise of the Guardians

[personal profile] memoryguardian 2013-05-02 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Toothiana is uncharacteristically silent as she stares at her reflected dream. She sees herself if things had turned out differently. Her parents, smiling, happy, and alive are also there. ]
gotawarrent: (Slight chance I've gotten boffed)

[personal profile] gotawarrent 2013-05-02 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bunnymund knows when not to intrude in others business. But when said business began interfering with their everyday lives, Bunnymund can't hold back from helping his friends.

The pooka steps silently, hesitant to say anything as she sits there, watching as she looks so lost in that mirror. Eventually, he clears his throat loudly, standing up.]

Wanted to see how the tooth business was going...

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Tohko Amano-Bungaku Shoujo-OTA

[personal profile] tohko_amano 2013-05-02 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[While Tohko is sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest, she isn't crying..but rather, she's smiling warmly at the mirror. There were her parents and herself, reading and laughing at the dinner table together.]
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hermione granger | harry potter

[personal profile] bookophilia 2013-05-02 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sitting on her haunches, Hermione stares. It was her parents. Welcoming, forgiving—everything they hadn't been once their memories had been restored. She knows better, but, just a bit longer. ]
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[personal profile] boy_wholived 2013-05-02 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Harry approaches slowly, not wanting to disturb her, wanting to give her a moment of happiness. He knows all too well the draw of the mirror, and he has a good idea of what Hermione sees when she looks into it. A sight very similar to his own mirror image. Finally, he comes and sits beside her quietly, though he avoids looking into the mirror himself. Instead, he just takes her hand and holds it.]
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[personal profile] lifelinked 2013-05-02 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[In reality, Mami stands alone, her curls hanging loose around her face. She's transfixed by what she sees.

Mami in the mirror is wearing her school uniform, the burdens of the magical girl's life nowhere in sight. Her parents wave warmly behind her, alive and well. Kyoko is there beside her, her old faith in life restored. Madoka and Sayaka have now joined them, and are they...friends?

She hopes so. She reaches for the mirror longingly, blinking away her inevitable disappointment when it's not real. So stupid.]
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ignisrosso: (Though far away)

[personal profile] ignisrosso 2013-05-03 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
[What is especially ironic is that the real Kyoko is actually standing right behind her, having rushed into the scene when she detected strong magical energy coming from this small, dark room.

She flinches. Whether it is at the sight of the mirror or at the sight of Mami is uncertain. But something's up, and despite how badly things ended between them, Kyoko finds the sight of Mami just...standing in front of that weird mirror unsettling.

So she says, tentatively, without much intonation but loud enough to be heard:]

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Sup Mami

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Leatherhead | TMNT 2K12

[personal profile] bigsoftie 2013-05-02 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[At first the mirror had startled the alligator. But eventually what he saw had drew him in. He hunched over watching the scenes in the mirror play out: him with his lost human master, him with his friends, smiling, laughing.

The alligator watched with a wide-open expression of pained confusion. They were things he longed for, things he never knew he wanted. No telling how long he sat, quiet and watching that mirror.]
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[personal profile] loves_abeast 2013-05-02 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Belle can't quite recall how she wound up here on her way back to her own Beast, but her curiosity got the better of her, at any rate. There's something about this room that reminds her of the attic of the Dark Castle--full of magic, yet dusty and sad, and much like back then she has to know why.

Most women who had only a dagger and a bag of books at their disposal would have turned right around at the sight of the creature--she can't make out the mirror, really, over him, yet--but not Belle. Not the woman who loved a being known as The Dark One. Monstrous this being may seem, his stillness makes her think there's something more underneath.

She should ask for directions, how she got here and how to leave, but instead her heart makes her ask something else. She steps forward very cautiously, still keeping her distance, and speaks softly]

I...excuse me, are you--hurt?

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[personal profile] morales 2013-05-02 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's her family. Her husband and her son, in full Spider-Man regalia, enjoying a nice day in the park.]
escarabajo: (Jaime: ponderin)

[personal profile] escarabajo 2013-05-02 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)

[He's worried. The Scarab's detecting enough magical energy in the vicinity for that mirror to be dangerous, but the woman is just... sitting there. Not in pain, not looking possessed or anything like that.]

Are you all right?

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Pitch Black | Rise of the Guardians

[personal profile] kingofnightmares 2013-05-02 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Pitch is sitting before the mirror, almost in a daze. His eyes are wide and his shoulders are tense.

Battles across space, planets being snuffed out, a tall elegant man in armor, scythe in hand. Pitch watches the man carefully, watching him slice down fearling after fearling, with no hint of hesitation in his movements. Pitch tries to get a good look at him, bobbing his head. But when the man turns around, Pitch flinches as if he was just struck by something, his entire body now frozen in place.]

It... It can't be.
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dreamsguardian: (Hmph)

[personal profile] dreamsguardian 2013-05-02 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[He'd heard Pitch was somewhere lurking around, and so came to investigate. But seeing the King of Nightmares doing nothing besides sitting in front of a mirror wasn't quite what he was expecting.

With a curious frown, he approaches very slowly, glancing between Pitch and the mirror. He couldn't understand why the other seemed so enthralled by it.]

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Because i'm weak.

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dshfajk oh god

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Earth-3 Red Hood | Batman: Brave and the Bold

[personal profile] aceinthehood 2013-05-02 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[From the shoulders down the man and his reflection are identical. Maybe the mirror-man is a little buffer, but he's still Gotham's defender.

But the man looking into the mirror is wearing a red helmet that conceals his entire head. The man in the mirror is not. His face is whole, his skin and hair within the normal range of human shades, his smile small and gentle. And the man in the mirror is holding hands with a blonde woman in a white dress, whose smile is the equal of his own.

The hand of the man watching the mirror twitches, as if questing for what's missing on his side of the glass.]
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Kozmotis Pitchiner | Guardians of Childhood/Rise of the Guardians

[personal profile] fearguard 2013-05-02 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kozmotis's head is bowed, a small sad smile on his face. He'd known, long known that the life of the Golden General hadn't truly been what he'd wanted in life. Oh, he didn't dislike it. He was, after all, a man of duty and he couldn't honestly bear the thought of not doing all he could to fight when he was still able.

There is no armor on his reflection, no weapon in it's hand. He holds instead the hand of a dark haired girl, and stands happily in a garden barefoot and dirt smudged.]
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toomanyeyes: (calculating)

[personal profile] toomanyeyes 2013-05-02 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
*...Pitch is deliberately avoiding looking at that mirror as he stands behind his twin from another world.*

It must be a pretty dream indeed, to have you staring like that...

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[personal profile] savedbypudding 2013-05-02 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This was wrong, so very, very wrong but here Sirius was, standing in front of the mirror. His clothes were a bit looser those days. Robes a bit too big for him, jackets that did'nt fit him just right. Prison tends to do things to the body after all.

But he did'nt look that way in the mirror, not at all. His reflection was more then a few years younger. There was a certain light still in his eyes. The Sirius in the mirror was wearing a tux, his hand looped around Remus's waist and was pulling him closer with a little laugh.

And there was Prongs on the other side, leaning in to whisper something in his ear as Lily with her red firey hair hit him lightly on the shoulder while wearing that beautiful while slightly outdated wedding dress.

Things had been different then, utterly, utterly different. His hand reached out with a little smile and he placed it over Remus's.

This mirror was bloody evil.]
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Emma Swan • Once Upon A Time

[personal profile] sheriffing 2013-05-02 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[We can discuss what Emma would see, I'm game for anything.]
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Thorin Oakenshield | The Hobbit

[personal profile] sonof_thrain 2013-05-02 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[He sees himself on the throne of Erebor. He is king. The company of dwarves and Bilbo standing in front of him, merry making. They have beaten the dragon. He sees dwarves, men, elves all together in a time of peace. No sign of Smaug. Only joy and happiness around him. This is what his heart truly wants, whether he believes it or not.

He sighed as he closed his eyes then opened them again. The image was still there reflecting on the glass.]
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[personal profile] stormcorvus 2013-05-02 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[He noted the mirror and the dwarf, for the moment not thinking much of it until he came back by some time later to see that Thorin had yet to move from the mirror.

Walking up to stand behind the dwarven prince, he merely gives the mirror a casual glance before focusing his attention on Thorin.]

You realize that standing here staring is getting you no closer to that.

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[personal profile] stitchedupbodyguard 2013-05-02 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Veronica stares wide eyed at the mirror. In it she sees everyone, Fran, Gavril, Okita, Adorea, herself and even Professor Madaraki. All of them together, smiling happily.

And everything is different. The scars, the stitches and bolts, all of the things that made them gone. They were completely normal.

She was normal.
angry_jerk: (Curious)

[personal profile] angry_jerk 2013-05-02 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dan casually strolls up and looks over Veronica's shoulder. He's not impressed. ]

Who're they?

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Nigel Uno | Codename: Kids Next Door

[personal profile] numbuh_one 2013-05-02 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[His sunglasses slid down his face slightly as he stared into the mirror, his shocked expression not even reflected back at him.

Instead, he saw everywhere...his friends...happy and safe. The way kids should be.

The way he always hoped they would be.]
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Troy Barnes - Community

[personal profile] andabedinthemorning 2013-05-02 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[He sees himself in a swimming pool full of jello. Abed, Britta... the whole study group's there!].
angry_jerk: (Squee)

[personal profile] angry_jerk 2013-05-03 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
That's the best vision ever! Why wasn't mine as awesome as that?!
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Ziva David | NCIS | OTA

[personal profile] ziver 2013-05-02 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ziva sees everyone in her family -- her biological family, that is. Her mother, sister, half-brother, and father, and even herself. And they all look happy, and alive.]
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roadblasted: (well here i come)

Turbo (Pre-Movie) | Wreck-It Ralph

[personal profile] roadblasted 2013-05-02 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's rare that Turbo is rendered speechless, yet he can only stand staring in front of the mirror, wide-eyed, slowly reaching out to touch the glass.

He sees himself in his game, still plugged in at Litwak's Arcade, adored and praised by everyone. He's the gamers' favorite, they love him and they love Turbo Time, more than any other game in the arcade. More than any other game in the whole world.
He stands on the 1st place podium in the winner's circle, of course, with a shiny gold trophy, basking in his victory... but more importantly, his popularity and attention. The players cheer for him, tell him he's the greatest racer ever...
And assure him that they'll never, ever abandon him.
Turbo Time will always be their favorite.
He'll always be their racing hero... no matter what.

What makes this so hard to see is the fact it used to be real.
But he lost it all.
Because that part about always being the players' favorite... wasn't true.]
willneversayyes: (Thoughtful)

Sam Winchester || Supernatural

[personal profile] willneversayyes 2013-05-02 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[What Sam sees will depend on the tagger.]
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Re: Sam Winchester || Supernatural

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Nariko Lunae | OC | ota.

[personal profile] gunslingerqueen 2013-05-02 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[In the mirror there is a rather large family gathered around a version of Nariko that is clearly older than the one in reality. In her arms is a baby, just barely six months old, with the same bright, hazel eyes as her own, and a thick patch of hair. Behind her, on either side are her parents - A blond woman with grinning blue eyes, and a very tall man, whose eyes are shared with his daughter and grandchild.

Everyone else is an eclectic mix. Friends and extended family, all of whom take their turn with congratulations not just Nariko, but the man who sits near her, as well. Judging by the ring on her finger the man is her would-be husband, but his face is shadowed even as his body language is as jovial and elated as everyone else. Next to him is Nathan, Nariko's younger brother who constantly asks to hold the baby.

They are all so happy. The family that bore and raised her - They aren't fighting, they make jokes and clearly tease her. The child in her arms is alive with the attention and reaching for Nariko's hair, desperate for more love.

The real Nariko, younger by at least a decade, sits in front of the mirror legs crossed. Maybe she will cry or maybe she already has. No matter which it is, she has no intention of leaving this thing.]
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[personal profile] trainsurnadders 2013-05-02 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[As much as she liked having Stormfly around, as much as she liked flying and training dragons, there was still some part of her that wanted what she'd never have. The status of being a warrior, fierce and loyal to her tribe. It was an ugly thing that Astrid kept down but in front of this mirror, all she could see was what she would have been had she been the one picked to kill the Nightmare in the ring, had Hiccup not suddenly gotten so good at dragon training and earned the elder's favor.

She rubs at an arm, biting her bottom lip and looking away from the mirror.]
trainsurdragons: (I need your help)

[personal profile] trainsurdragons 2013-05-03 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
[From the angle Hiccup is standing when he approaches, he isn't able to see anything but Astrid gazing at herself in a mirror. The longer he watches her though, watching her expression shift, he can tell that something's up. He's cautious as he approaches, but he doesn't come any closer than a few feet away, carefully whispering when she looks away from the mirror.]

...Astrid? ...Is....everything alright?

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Snow White/Mary Margaret | Once Upon a Time

[personal profile] badappled 2013-05-02 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[The last time she saw this room, it was bereft of any traces of warmth or light. Her baby's crib was a broken, jagged skeleton. There was dust on the bookshelves instead of storybooks and toys. It was a shell of what it should have been. A reminder of what she lost, and what she'd never have.

But now...

Now it was here. Right in front of her. The candles were burning (if she closed her eyes, she swore she could feel their heat) and the glow of them danced on her daughter's cheek. The room was full, and bright, and beautiful, but Snow could hardly look at anything but her daughter's big white grin as she took her first steps. She saw herself laughing, and Charming crouching with one knee on the floor, arms outstretched for little Emma to walk to him.

Snow White could have stood here forever, watching, yearning, her wet eyes drinking in her family and their happiness.]
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[personal profile] jolting 2013-05-03 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
[he knows that look in her eyes. It's a look he's worn before: a look of yearning for things that are impossible. He touches her arm, gentle but firm trying to shake her out of the spell on the mirror]

Mary Margaret, don't look.

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