THE BODY HORROR/HORROR MOVIE MEME.

[memelikeyoumeanit]

Monsters, Mayhem, the deep darkness of the human soul. This is the meme for those tropes and ideals, the ones that change you and re-arrange you. Chose your side and follow the rules to horror movies in the following scenarios. Will you survive?

It goes without saying that this meme contains mature themes and is not appropriate for all audiences

1. Roll to decide, good guy or a bad guy.
2. Roll for your scenario.
3. Play it out, but stick to your sides.
4. So much profit it'll make your head spin.

1. You may be a victim, a cop, or the unwitting protagonist, but you are fundamentally good. There's no going back from that, something within you screams Do the right thing.
2. Whatever your reasons, whatever you do - you are a bad mamma jamma. You are making the choice to walk down the dark path regardless of it dominating your destiny. There is no going back. Do the wrong thing and enjoy it because it's fun as hell.



1. ANIMAL I HAVE BECOME.: the obligatory vampire/werewolf/zombie/sea monster meme. You've been cursed, you've been bitten, you're out to terrorize your town, make allies, and generally just give into the beastly side of your nature. You can become whatever you want. Just be warned there are people out there who want to hurt you.

2. THE DARKEST CURSE: So maybe you're not cursed to turn into something, but that doesn't mean there aren't plenty of ways that an enterprising witch or wizard could mess with you. Maybe you're growing tentacles, maybe you're gaining weight or losing weight maybe you're growing a third eye, whatever it is you're at the mercy of someone becoming something else entirely.

3. POSSESSION: demons, monsters, dead spirits, souls, or just bad places. You are no longer yourself. someone or something has crawled in there or been placed in there with you. Did you want this? Do you rejoice in it? Are your friends going to help you out?

4. 1970S SCIENCE FICTION Becoming mechanized, becoming a robot, being mutated by scientific or technology. It's something that we're afraid of. You are becoming One of Us. Will you fight or flee?

5. I'M JUST A MONSTER You're not becoming anything. Not physically at least. You are however mentally re-arranging yourself. Switch your alignment from good to bad or bad to good for this scenario and go at it. (It's the SAW/Torture option.)

6. WILDCARD do whatever you'd like, but: Keep to the roles you rolled and and B - during the thread one person must undergo a transformation of some sort.

Comments

masaomi kida // durarara!! // ota

[mellowyellow]

(( ooc: Fine with any role/roll. ))

4/5

[kuukai]

[ There was only so long that you could run.

The same old story: the world was taken over by machines, and then they began assimilating the planet's flesh and blood. So it goes.

Kyouko was particularly good at running, and at fighting. But even a magical girl got tired, and they managed to catch her. Didn't manage to complete the operation, though, and she woke up in the middle of it, metallic claws making uncanny screeching and sawing sounds as they worked on her body. With a strangled cry, and a lurch in her stomach, she wrestled and broke free of them. They never expected a subject could regain consciousness.

She ran through the streets, rain pounding on the soaked and matted red hair that fell over half of her scalp, along with the metal quarter-sphere that made up the other half. Maybe she was going home (but there was none), or looking for somebody (no one was left). The chip in her head had other plans, and she found herself running down an unfamiliar alleyway, to a district of the city that hadn't been hit yet.

And she was starting to think this might be a good idea, helping other people join the machines. She was stronger, wasn't she, as she vaulted over a fence with one wired arm. The life before the operation was getting harder to remember, but she was sure this was better. The cyborg girl would find other people and tell them. Convince them.

There was only so long they could run. ]

[mellowyellow]

[The rumors are frightening. The rumors are unbelievable.

Terminator-esque take-overs only happen in the movies. They happen in a lot of movies. But all that talk about reality catching up to science fiction... This is never what anyone meant.

Masaomi can't sit back in his home, staring out through locked windows and patiently waiting for further instructions. Every self preservation instinct in his body shrieked at him at once, but curiosity and anxiety ring even clearer. In the end, the answer is simple. He physically can't sit still any longer, so he doesn't. The heavy rain might have deterred anyone else, but the bottle blond is unfazed tonight. He slinks through alleyways and around slick corners, searching for any signs of what's really happening outside the confines of his television screen.

What he's not expecting is to catch sight of a girl, soaked to the bone and running down the street like something possessed. His own hood is already dripping into his eyes, unable to hold any more moisture, and he doesn't mind that, but a girl...

What could she be running from?

He doesn't have much time to question. As she passes, he reaches for one of her arms and tugs her off the street into his little back alley.]

Back here! [He hisses over the sound of the rain.] I know a-

[Masaomi freezes mid-sentence.

Very slowly, he looks down until his sight alines with the sleek, cold metal wrist held within his hand.]

[kuukai]

[ That was a big mistake.

Kyouko wrenches her arm away from his grasp and grabs him by the throat. Her first convert. How wonderful. She knows, vaguely, that she looks frightening and lopsided and intimidating and strong in the rain. She'll convince him. ]

Whatever it is you know, I know more. [ Her voice shrieks, like nails on a chalkboard, and it hurts for her to talk. They didn't finish whatever they were doing to her throat. ] I'm designed that way. You'll come with me and see.

[mellowyellow]

[His hand slips over the wet metal, releasing that dangerous arm all too easily. It's at his throat faster than he can stop it, and he's left to react, gasping for air and clawing at her inhuman limb.

Through one eye, he takes in that petite figure - small and sporty, now disfigured. It's maddening, not being able to believe what he's seeing, not being able to believe that the vice grip on his neck is real. But it's going to kill him if it doesn't let up.

Raspy, chopped up syllables escape his lips in protest. He can barely understand what she's telling him, let alone respond to it. Finally, he shakes his head, as much as he's able.

Let go, let go, LET GO!]

[kuukai]

[ This was fine. Kyouko would take him like this. He didn't seem to be complaining much, not verbally anyway (he writhed and choked, but all total-flesh did that). She advanced, backing him into a wall, if he fell unconscious from her grip then he would be easier to carry:

One leg had been replaced by robotics, too, opposite to her metal arm. The servos worked smoothly, and the joints were oiled, but loose wires stuck out at odd angles. Sudden immersion in a small puddle caused feedback.

The electricity surged through her body and to her head, and she screamed and dropped the yellow-haired total-flesh. She didn't know what was happening, there were sparks and swirls in her eyes. The one human eye filled with tears as she cowered pitifully on the ground, a wreck of what she had been before.

And the electricity did something, too, and now she could think more clearly, and it was a different Kyouko who finally swallowed her tears and looked up at the boy standing in front of her. What had she done? What had she been thinking?

What had happened to her? ]

[deputes]

[Zombies aren't real. Perhaps in a world where dullahans roam the streets of Ikebukuro that isn't a fair assumption to make. Why should one category of mythological creatures be allowed the right to exist, but others denied? In any case, Saki doesn't know what to make of the sickly looking child who'd bitten her on the hand minutes before meeting Masaomi.

The bite hurt, of course, and it'd been a weird way to start the afternoon, but the child had run off after that and she didn't want to keep her boyfriend waiting for her any longer than necessary. The kid's teeth had been sharp though, and a droplet of blood oozed out of a small cut on the back of her hand. She wipes it away with a handkerchief as she walks. When she gets to the fountain where they agreed to meet, she peers around the crowd hoping to catch a glimpse of a familiar teenager.]

[mellowyellow]

[That familiar teenager is sitting on the edge of the fountain, idly flinging water droplets at the backs of the lovey-dovey couple a foot or two away. When he catches sight of Saki, he lights up like a bulb and hops energetically from his seat to meet her.]

Duck, duck, duck~ [He lands ungracefully in front of her and gently places his hand on top of her head.] Saki.

[deputes]

[It doesn't take gracefulness to make her happy. Letting his natural exuberance wash away the scare from earlier, she puts the handkerchief in her cardigan pocket then slides her arms around his waist - because why not?]

Quack?

[mellowyellow]

I would've also accepted "honk."

[He shapes his hand like a duck's bill and pinches her arm lightly when he says it. Her arms is warm around his waist, and it's nice to be so close again after his wait.]

Should we fly off into the sunset?

[deputes]

[She would have giggled at this at any other time or made an affectionate joke in return, but viral particles are replicating at an exponential rate in her blood as they speak, and slowly but surely Mikajima Saki is beginning to feel unwell.]

...maybe.

[Her hand itches, but she ignores that for the moment.]

Do you think I could fly with Masaomi on my back?

[She is the duck, after all. ...Or wait, maybe he was the duck. Somewhat alarmed by the fact that she can't remember this, she bites the inside of her lip, but decides maybe she just needs to sit down for a moment. But then she's not sure she wants to let go of Masaomi either. She rests her head on his shoulder, gently at first, though it quickly becomes apparent that she's doing it to keep herself standing as much as anything else.]

Kevin | Welcome to Night Vale

[entrailing]

[iwilldosciencetoit]

((OOC: Very, very much voicetesting, here, but I feel like the sheer amount of horrible potential in an honest RNG of this could be hysterical terrible fun. (or, if you have a strong idea, I'll roll with that, too) ))

[entrailing]

((OOC: No super strong ideas right now! RNG definitely works! Did you want to roll/set up or should I?))

[iwilldosciencetoit]

((OOC: If it's alright with you to roll and set up, I'd appreciate it, since I'm still working on the character in the first place. I can't think of anything or place this meme could go I wouldn't be interested in, including all of the good/evil combos I can think of, but I'm also not sure enough of Carlos to reaaaaaally narrow things down.))

let's have kevin turn carlos into a true desert bluffian. let me know if anything should be changed!

[entrailing]

[ Good afternoon, Desert Bluffs! A new man came into town today. I'm not sure who he is or what he wants from us, but... oh! His coat is so clean and white! His hair is a little messy, but that's nothing a little haircut couldn't fix! With an inch or two cut off, I'm sure that hair of his would be just perfect! He looks a little lost. Maybe I'll give him a proper Desert Bluffs welcome when I'm done here... ]

[ Nearly half an hour later Kevin's show is done and over with for the day. It takes him about fifteen minutes to reach Carlos - how he knew where to find Carlos is unknown to everyone, perhaps, except for Kevin. But no matter, the methods don't matter, all that matters is that Kevin found him. Kevin does not approach Carlos from behind, that would just be uncalled for! This isn't a horror movie, after all. He's trying to be friendly, he's trying to help this newcomer! This is a friendly town that treats all of it's guests with nothing but kindness.

Maybe Kevin looks vaguely familiar to Carlos. Maybe Kevin looks similar to someone else Carlos may know with his hair and nose and tie; with his height that isn't tall and isn't short; with his build that isn't fat and isn't thin, with all of that it's very possible Kevin may remind Carlos of someone else in his life.

His eyes should not remind Carlos of anyone he knows. His eyes that are black as obsidian are unlike anything Carlos should have ever seen on anyone else. And his smile, if it can be called a smile, should not look familiar, either. There are too many teeth in that smile, teeth that are too sharp, and too white, and too... too something. Maybe threatening, in a certain light. But he doesn't mean for them to be threatening! Of course not. Kevin only means for it to be comforting, for it to shine with the happiness he feels at getting to be the one to welcome this beautiful man to their community. ]

Welcome, friend! My name is Kevin, I'm a radio host in this beautiful little town you've found yourself in! What brings you here?

[ On the hand held out in greeting are nails that are also too sharp, painted red with something that's somehow different from nail polish. And if Carlos looks closely enough, maybe he'll see a few red stains on Kevin's dark vest and pants. It's hard to tell what the red stains are, but if one were to look closely enough, they're definitely there. ]

Erik Konopka | Metalocalypse OC | OTA

[rozkol_boh]

Brent Guthrie | Deadheads

[livingimpaired]

Tucker | Tucker & Dale vs Evil

[heycollegekids]

Ib | Ib

[redpaint]

{ fine with anything. }

kaede smith ◊ killer7

[rebuses]

[ good/bad is pretty ambiguous in the killer7 universe, so kaede won't strictly fall into either of those roles but any scenario works! ]

henry • fire emblem • ota

[magecamp]

[ good with anything! ]

Loki Laufeyson | mcu, thor films, norse mythology, comics etc. | ota

[fated_to_lose]

[ OOC: jotun option is always available to those interested.
Although, this icon reminds me more of a skrull!loki which would be really wild to try. ]

Jace Wayland | The Mortal Instruments | ota

[angelboy]

((Using Jamie what's-his-face from the movies because I'm lazy. Plays off the books.))

Kyouko Sakura || Puella Magi Madoka Magica

[kuukai]