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The Hangover Meme

Last thing you remember you were having a couple of drinks, now you're waking up... Where? What the hell happened last night? Why does the small of your back hurt? Why is there a monkey in the room? Why is Kate Perry's "Last Friday Night" playing on the radio? Piece it all together, because you weren't alone for the ride. Anything and everything could have happened last night, but if you look for the clues, you may be able to figure it out. The problem is... Do you want to know?

These rules are very loose, do whatever feels right!
→ Post with your character (Name and canon in the subject bar).
→ People reply to your character with their own (CUES ARE OPTIONAL!!; roll or choose from the offered list if you wish, as many times as you want).
→ If you wish to roll for cues, the original poster can do so as well.
→ Try to figure out why you have "Bait Master" tattooed on your back.

Optional Cue List:
1. In A Weird Place: A strip club? A gay bar? A sushi restaurant's supply room? Wherever it is, it sure raises a lot of questions about how you got there.
2. A Picture Says A Thousand Words: Maybe you think to check your phone, and you notice that there's some new images saved on it. Maybe they're hilarious! Maybe you'll wish you hadn't looked...
3. Inked: Whoever it was who convinced you that a neon-colored cutie mark would make for a bitchin' tattoo needs to be excommunicated. Or maybe worse, you got a SWEET tattoo of a sunglasses-wearing skull with sneakers... but it's on your face.
4. Hair-Razing Experience: Why does your head feel so odd? Maybe it's more than the hangover; it might have something to do with your hair being a bit different than you remember it. Maybe it's not there. Maybe it wasn't bright neon blue last you remember. Maybe you didn't have any before, but suddenly you're Fabio! It's pretty weird either way.
5. Fashion Mistake: Okay, maybe you wound up in a temple with a bunch of Buddhist monks, considering you're wearing one of their robes. Or maybe you went to a football game considering you've got a cheerleader uniform on. Or maybe things are weirder than that. You probably don't want to know why you're wearing the mascot's uniform.
6. Total Wardrobe Meltdown: Worst case scenario. Your clothes aren't just wrong... they're gone. Maybe if you're lucky, at least your companion is the one wearing them.
7. Who's that?: Good news everyone! You find yourself in a bed. Bad news, who the heck is that next to you?
8. Fought The Law (And The Law Won): Apparently Officer Jones didn't like the things you called him last night, because he's glaring at you pretty hard from behind those bars... Oh wait. He's in front of the bars. YOU'RE the one behind them.
9. Additional Baggage: Is that a monkey in your room or a baby? Either way, you can't just leave it. Well, you could probably leave the monkey, but why would you?
10. Hog Wild (DIY Drunk Shenanigans): Who the hell knows? Maybe you started a riot. Maybe you robbed a bank. Maybe you saved the world! It's a mystery to everyone! ... Well, actually it's probably only a mystery to you. Everyone else will probably remember it forever.

WE'RE NEVER DRINKING AGAIN. Until next Friday Night~...

Comments

Catherine | Catherine | OTA

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[Catherine, being all to used to waking up in an unfamiliar bed, didn't even bother questioning her surroundings. Though the drinking did leave her a bit foggy on what all happened the night before, the blond wasn't even concern with who she was sleeping next to.

Tiny arms wrapping around one of Claire's, she snuggled up close to him.]

[hotshit]

[Claire isn't someone who stirs, usually, so the moment she makes contact with him, he's up and alert, fully registering the other person's presence. He blinks rapidly, still reeling from the affects of a slight haze.

He looks over his shoulder... a woman? BLUSH.]

[leads_astray]

[Well she certainly wasn't expecting him to wake up so quickly. Arms still wrapped around him, her eyes glancing up towards him with a small giggle slipping past her lips.]

Good morning, did you sleep well?

[hotshit]

[Alright, this wasn't exactly sitting well with him. A strange girl in his bed? What could that possibly -- he quickly glances down and sighs in relief once he sees that he was still mostly fully clothed. He was a bit too shy to check if she was, so he keeps his eyes off of her as he rises up to sit. He folds over, knees drawing up as he cradles his head in one hand, feeling a headache hit him like a ton of bricks.]

Ahh... what the hell? [Oops! He swore in front of a lady! He glances over his shoulder at her to apologize, but quickly looks away.]

10 for reasons...

[the_forger]

It was late morning and Eames was a master mind of evil, even at this time of the day. He was sober, or more so then he was before. The hangover wasn't even that bad. He'd battled worse. The feeling that Arthur however would have a harder time with it however... amused him.

Eames was currently stretching, towel wrapped around his naked body, fresh out of a shower, hair slicked back and damp still. He clinked around things, from a breakfast cart that had been delivered not long ago. In his hand was a bloody mary with a celery stick sticking out of it. In the other he tossed a tin lid, loudly on a plate, in hopes that it would wake the dead to the world Point Man from his compromising slumber.

The hotel suit that had still, left over from the job the day before, was thrashed. The bed sheets were thrown and twisted. The blankets fallen off the bed. Clothing, both mens suits, were strewn all over the room as well. Arthur's suit vest was draped over a knocked over lamp even.

Arthur? Well Eames had been nice enough to let the naked man sleep in while he went to shower. But now Eames was making noises to wake the man, while snacking on breakfast.

Karkat Vantas | Homestuck | aged up

[selfhatred]

1, SH!Verse

[i_bullieve_i_can_fly]

[Consciousness returned to Tavros slowly, almost uncomfortably slowly in that he almost nodded off again. But when he became aware of the weird sensation of being completely surrounded by... something- hundreds of somethings, his eyes flew open- and he was met with the sight of something red and yellow pressed against his eyes. He flailed, and the sound of plastic balls shifting around could be heard.

He was.

In a ball pit. Okay. He looked around, trying to figure out where in the world- oh, okay, he saw the golden arches. It was McDonalds. Why was he in a McDonalds ball pit- wait, where was the one person he actually remembered being with- a feat, considering he had no idea what even happened.]

.....Karkat?

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[She had finally let go of his arm, lips forming into a frown as she watched him. It wasn't surprising, really, since being a succubus had put her in this kind of situation many times before.]

Are you okay? [Her voice gives a hint of concern, sitting up to reveal that she was not wearing any clothing underneath the sheets to begin with. Though she wasn't at all uncomfortable with it.]

[hotshit]

[What!? Claire glances over at her, jumping up off the bed in a flash as he throws a blanket at her! Cover up! Why is she naked?! OH GOD... DID HE FiNGERBANG HER? OH GOD... OH GOD, HIS PURITY. HE'S GOING TO HAVE TO URGE HER TO MARRY HIM NOW!]

Ah - wh-what just happened?! Are you okay? [Panic is definitely setting in by now.]

oh my god

[selfhatred]

[For a moment there was no reply before there was a small sound coming from the tunnel slide. A small black kitten tumbles out of the slide before it shifts back into human form. A very hung over, very annoyed Karkat peeks out over the balls, grumbling a little.]

What the hell was I doing in animagus form?

best thread already hands down

[i_bullieve_i_can_fly]

[Tavros looked at the sound coming from the slide, and his eyes widen when Karkat tumbles out into the pit of balls. He's too confused to laugh like he normally would. When Karkat peeks out and speaks, he stares at him.]

I...I, uh, don't know. I think the, important question is, uh, what the hell are we doing, in a ball pit.

yup

[selfhatred]

[Karkat's probably grateful that the other boy didn't laugh. He sits up in the ball pit, rubbing his head. It's pretty clear by now that he's naked, having had to have undressed to go into animal form in the first place. He rubs his head, pursing his lips together.]

Better question; what fucking time is it?

[i_bullieve_i_can_fly]

[Tavros hasn't quite realized that Karkat is naked, because he's just way too confused at everything to think that logically. He brings up an arm to check his watch, but it isn't there.]

Oh, uh, great. I don't have my watch and- And you're, uh, naked, aren't you? [Guess who just noticed Karkat's bare shoulders. Tav's cheeks turn pink and he averts his gaze- and promptly notices that, through the mesh lining of the ball pit, there's movement inside of the McDonalds. They appeared to be closed, but opening soon.]

Ohhh, crap.

OH MY GOD, I JUST LAUGHED SO HARD.

[leads_astray]

What happened? Are you telling me... you don't remember? [Of course, it could be all just a lie. But she would be lying even more if she said she didn't enjoy watching Claire jump from one place to the next.]

I'm just fine, though.

LMFAO HE'S SUCH A DUMBASS

[hotshit]

[He bows his head in a meek fashion, shaking his head after a moment of surveying her. She didn't appear to be threatening in any way, so it wasn't likely that she was an assassin sent to seduce and kill him... so... He turns away from her, walking over to the window so he can open it for some fresh air. He definitely needed it.]

Who are you? [His tone is a bit more serious than he intends it to be, but he never took well to being put off.] I mean... if you don't mind tellin' me your name, I'd like to know.

[selfhatred]

[Karkat runs a hand through his hair with a grunt of confirmation at the naked comment before hearing Tavros's next words, following his line of sight towards the inside of the crappy restaurant. The Gryffindor froze, his eyes going wide before he swore.]

Shit. We gotta find my clothes and get out of here.

[i_bullieve_i_can_fly]

Okay, well, uh, there's just one little problem, with that. [He scratches the back of his head uncomfortably.] I can't, uh, swim. And my legs don't work, which, you know this already- um, basically, I can't really move from this spot, and I need help...getting to my chair, which is- uh, I don't know where, exactly...

[He pauses, realization dawning on him.]

Ummm...you might, have to...carry me.

[selfhatred]

[Fuck. So they didn't know where his clothes or Tavros's chair were, and McDonald's was opening soon. Karkat sure as hell didn't want hundreds of angry parents breathing down his neck because their children saw his dongle. Though who the fuck would be awake at this ungodly hour aside from the workers? With a small sigh, he moved through the balls, slowly so as not to attract any attention from inside.]

Okay. We'll find your chair first and then at least find my pants. Hopefully they're not already in the garbage heap.

[i_bullieve_i_can_fly]

[Tavros nodded, and when Karkat was close enough, he reached out and wrapped his arms around Karkat's neck to hold on to him.]

I don't feel my wand, uh, in my pocket either, so we can't use a summoning charm...

[He blushed lightly at being pressed against Karkat's naked torso, but he didn't say anything. There were obviously more important fish to fry.] Okay, uh, let's see... if you were a pair of pants, or a wheelchair, where would you be?

[selfhatred]

Pretty sure they'd notice a wheelchair crashing through their window too.

[Once he was sure Tavros had a good grip on him, he turned around so his back was to the other boy, leaning back to take hold of his paralyzed legs.]

Guessing either bathroom or dumpster. Looks like they've been here for a while.

[i_bullieve_i_can_fly]

[Wow. A piggyback ride on a naked Karkat was not something he had ever imagined himself doing in his life. He couldn't help but finally let out a giggle- it was awkward and nervous, but it was still a giggle.]

O-okay, well... Wait- both of those things are- I mean, we're going to... have to... [He trails off, eyes wide.]

Nero | Devil May Cry | OTA

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got a 8

[god_hand]

[The bright morning light seeps between the window blinds, casting its self upon Nero's face. The morning light usually means another pleasant day for him but not this time. His head is splitting, his memory fuzzy, his body sore in not so favorable places, and he appears to be missing his coat.]

Urrggghhh.....

[He slowly blinks his eyes open trying to adjust to the light shining in his face but to no avail, that light is just too damn bright and he is seriously not feeling well.]

Tch....dammit....alright alright......

[He sits upright ignoring the pain from his back. He opens his eyes and scans the foreign room for his coat and belongings. It's a small hotel living room coated with floral wallpapers, a couch which he is resting on, a coffee table placed infront of it where his gun rests, a small television with two windows on both sides, a kitchen to his left, and the master bedroom to his right.]

Where the hell am I? Shit.

[Nero stands and nearly trips over several empty bottles of Jack Daniels, Johnny Walker, and various other kinds of alcohol. Nero retrieves his gun and places it back in it's holster then wonders over to the kitchen. He makes it to the sink, turns it on, and washes his face scanning his memory for anything that could tell him where he is and how he ended up there.]

What happened last night?

AND CATHERINE IS JUST GONNA KEEP MESSING WITH HIM

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Don't tell me you forgot that too. [She pouts for a moment, before exhaling loudly as she returned to her usual, teasing tone.] You called it out a lot yesterday, but oh well~.

[Catherine, stop, you're gonna break him.] It's Catherine.