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wheel o' memes

WHEEL O' MEMES

Actually, it's more like a list, but that's boring.

You know, some days you just can't find a meme to save your life. You don't want to think of a scenario for your meme, but you don't like any of the ones that are up right now either! Or maybe you just want the random shenanigans that are involved with a single roll of the di -- er, random number generator, and you're feeling too lazy to come up with a detailed prompt on the Random Meme Generator.

This meme is different. Or rather, it's the same as the others, but all together at once.

It's pretty simple, really. The following list was compiled by the charming players at the currently defunct Planeocracy RP. You can approach it one of two ways:

1.) Post with your character and canon, along with any restrictions you might have.

2.) Post the SCENARIO in your header line and let any interested parties join you.

Note that you do not actually HAVE to roll for this; if you see a scenario you like on the list, go for it. That said, if you DON'T see a scenario you want, we can change that for the next time this meme goes up! Just put 1-5 ideas of your own down in your post and, assuming they're not redundant, we'll add them to the list for next time. Note that if you have an NC-17 prompt, you are HIGHLY suggested to label it as such, since not everybody wants that sorta stuff and might wanna reroll. Which is also an option, by the way.

Have fun!

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[OOC: Uh....I rolled on the RNG on the Random Scenario meme and got Injury/illness. Wanna play that? It's supposed to be 'angst' but we don't have to make it that if you don't want!]

[OOC: Honestly, with these two I could see it played for laughs. Like Larry exaggerating somebody's condition again.]

Edited 2014-01-17 22:24 (UTC)

[OOC: Illness laughs is far better than angst illness. Like idk Phoenix in hospital or Edgeworth having laryngitis. Or other injuries/illnesses. I DUN MIND WHICH! AND YES, LARRY EXAGGERATES!]

[ooc: Let's do Edgeworth with the illness for maximum annoyance factor, since Phoenix is more likely to fuss over Edgeworth than vice versa.]

[OOC: ooookay! Which one do you want to do? I'll look on the sickness meme again? Or voice? I've done voice loss before but it's always so hilarious. I'm cool with either!]

Edited 2014-01-17 22:38 (UTC)

[ooc: I am extremely ~~lazy~~ open to whatever you think works. I haven't really done a lot of sickness based stuff, so there you go.]

[OOC: Okay, cold, then!]

[Did you really expect Edgeworth to sit in his bed after getting a cold? Of course not. He may have been sent home by his superiors but he certainly was not going to lie around with some (non-urgent) letters to type and files to read through!

He'd finish his work or die trying.

Sorry, Phoenix. You're gonna find Edgeworth at his desk in his home study instead of being in bed and recovering.]

*Oh hey, there's a knocking on the door. Who could it be this time of day?*

Hey Edgeworth? Sorry to bother you, but I was hoping I could talk to you about a case I'm looking at.

*...Oh, were you expecting Gumshoe? Welp.*

68. Camping in the ~~wilderness~~ wasteland. Don't get eaten by a mutant bear now. Fixed it!

[What happens when a bunch of city kids who know fuck all about roughing it in the wastelands go on a camping trip? It's hard to say just yet but it probably looks a lot like failure. At least they have camping supplies and enough sense to gather something for a fire.

Dusk is falling and Julie returns after scrounging around for something burnable. She drops her "firewood" onto the pile, which is mostly sticks, wood planks from what was probably someone's destroyed house and some dry grass.]

Well, I'm back. Except I lost the guys. [More like they ditched her to go check out some creepy old convenience store that was miraculously still standing.] How's the tent coming?

[ He was still wondering who's idea it was to take a bunch of teens and put them in a wasteland was particularly beyond him. I mean, they were city kids, but why the hell they'd have to do any of this? Not cool.

Fiddling with the poles to make the tent stable, he nodded. It took he a lot of effort not to go and say "fuck it" because he didn't know how making a tent was so time consuming. Scrunching his eyebrows together, he smiles. ]

Maybe they got eaten by a mutant bear! [ Obviously joking, but who cares? ]

Goes to show them, abandoning ya and all. But the tent's finished.

Maybe. If the bear lives inside a grocery store. More like Texas wanted to prove that Twinkies really can survive an apocalypse. [She rolls her eyes but then quickly diverts her attention to the tent. It looks better now than it did in it's previous state, which was an amorphous blob with poles sticking out of it.

Julie kneels to look inside.] Nice. So, wanna give me the "grand tour"?

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[When Soul opens his eyes, the first thing he notices is the way the light streaming in through the window burns his eyes (which causes him to promptly close them again, a faint groan escaping him). The second thing is that the bed he's in? It ain't his.

The third thing he notices is Maka stretched out beside him.

Choking, he freezes mid-shift, staring at her with increasing awareness of the fuzzy sensation in the back of his skull. The whole thing makes him wince, reaching back to touch his head carefully, as though he's sure there's gonna be some tenderness.]

...what the hell?

[Maka is never one to sleep later than Soul, and still this time around she doesn't even start to edge toward consciousness until she hears his voice.

Soul? Why is he...?

It takes her a big longer before she realizes she should maybe open her eyes. They hurt even before she opens them and the light of sunrise only makes them water. When she moves her hand to rub them, she slowly realizes she's not wearing her nightgown. What the hell?

And there's Soul, frozen like he just got hit.

In.

Her.

Bed.]

WHAT THE HELL, SOUL?!

[Screaming and Maka-chopping.]

[He shrank away from the looming Maka, well aware of what's about to happen but unable to do anything to stop it. The blows, however, have him yelling as he scrambles away from her, eventually tangling his feet in the blanket and tumbling out of bed.]

Jesus, Maka, calm down! Holy shit.

[The coverlet only does so much, and the chill on his flesh makes him realize that - oh.

He's fucking naked.

Yelping, Soul grabs the blanket, yanking it uncerimoniously off the bed - it doesn't occur to him that Maka's (probably) naked, too, however; at least, not until he realizes he's staring at her. Her uh. Her uh...

Oh.]

[...is that blood pooling in the corner of his nostril?]

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[She's huffing angrily, not really caring that he's backing away. She's MAD damnit! He shouldn't be here! This is her room! He's invading! He's.... He's naked!!!!!!! The cry of "pervert" catches in her throat and she's blushing madly.

Not a sight she ever wanted to see oh god oh lord Death save her please.

It's then she notices the blood near his nose, and looks down.]

[Cue another shout and she's turning around and covering herself.]

I hate my life.

[At this point, Soul's got both eyes closed and he's stumbling to his feet blindly, with the heel of one palm staunching the flow of blood and the other groping for the blanket he'd pulled from the bed.

He struggles vainly to keep himself covered while throwing the blanket at her. Then he's on all fours with his back to her, one eye open as he searches for something - anything - to put on his lower half.]

Hey, this wasn't my idea. Waking up in your bed is definitely the least cool thing I could do in the morning.

[There was no way she could hate her life more, right? Right?

No, of course there was. At least she had her-now bloody-cover to wrap around herself. How did this happen? And why did her head hurt if she tried to remember?]

Well I promise you it was not my idea. [Lecture mode: engaged. But oops, something about that got her hackles up.]

Oh? And would it have been cooler to wake up in some other girl's bed?

[Honey no consider the implications here.]

[His hands close around something pink and frilly. Oh, who cares. He pulls the nightgown out of the chair it had been dangling from and moves to pull it on over his head.

It was better than nothing.]

Yes. It would be.

[The words are hissed through gritted teeth as he struggles into the gown. Once he's got it pulled over his head and eased over his narrow hips, he turns to face her.

Congratulations, Maka: your weapon partner is wearing your nightgown. ]

Because I don't think they'd wake me up by screaming at me!

[The words come out in a huff, and he scowls, standing up. He dusts himself off before sitting down on the bed, arms folded over his chest.]

The hell even happened last night?

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[Hackles rise a couple more inches. There's practically steam coming out of her nose. What did he expect? Of course she would scream!

Ugh she can't even think straight she's so mad. That question reminds her that perspective is a thing for a moment, though.]

I don't know, I thought you would! Since you are in MY room!

[She feels the pressure of him sitting on the bed and turns to face him, still clutching her bedclothes around her. The image of Soul in her pajamas was not was she was expecting to be met with. It takes some effort to swallow a giggle and keep her grumpy face.]

You look like an idiot.

[Seated, staring down at his lap, he offers her the coverlet he'd been wrapped up in after snagging it off the floor with his toes. He's still careful not to look at her.]

I don't see why where we are has anything to do with it.

[Her comment on how he looks has him glancing down at himself, and he raises a brow, finally lifting his gaze to her.]

Least I'm not naked anymore.

[He stretches, tucking his hands behind his head.]

So you don't remember anything either, huh?

[Even if he's not looking at her she's clinging what she has to herself and blushing intensely. Her mind is desperate to not think about what could have happened, but she knows she she has to brave it.]

Because it means you came in here! So whatever happened you probably started!

[Okay not the most solid logic she's ever had. She snorts.]

I guess that's something.

[Leave it to Soul to make her laugh even when she's mad.]

No. [Is that better or worse? She's not sure.]

Don't look.

[She wants clothes so she gets up, still wrapped up, and goes to dig fresh clothes out for herself.]

[That statement has him rolling his eyes so hard it almost hurts, and he heaves the biggest sigh he can manage under the circumstances.

He doesn't answer her; at least, not until she's standing. He's got his eyes covered, Maka, don't worry; those hands are firmly over his closed lids.]

Well, shit, there's got to be a reason neither of us remember anything. That's not exactly a common occurrence.

[After a few seconds, a frown touches his lips.]

Sorry waking up with me in your bed is such a severe disappointment.

[She pointedly ignores that sigh, digging out some underwear and a skirt and shirt. She won't bother with vest or tie yet. She trusts that he's not looking.

Mostly.

Her hands are on her hips when she faces him fully again. She's about to tell him that she's decent when he has to make a comment like that. Something about it feels like a vector-snake to the gut and her words die on her lips. It's a good thing he's not looking or he'd see the blush rising in her face. As it is he can probably hear the faltering in her voice.]

'Disappointment' i-isn't really the word for it. Um. [Damnit] Shocking and upsetting.

... Upsetting that I can't remember why!!

[Why was it important that she add that last part? She couldn't say but it tumbled out desperately anyway. She didn't want to hurt Soul's feelings! Of course...]

I don't really expect to wake up with anyone in my bed.

[For like, a whole lot of reasons.]

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