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The HAUNTED HOUSE Meme


For whatever reason, you've ended up in a creepy house - possibly in the middle of nowhere, possibly not. Nothing else to do but explore, and see where you've ended up.

... did you hear that?

INSTRUCTIONS
- Tag with your character's name and fandom in the subject line!
- Find other awesome people to tag!
- Tag them by rolling the RNG for a choice of prompt!
- GET SCARING.

PROMPTS
1 - Car Broke Down
2 - Poor Choice of Vacation Home
3 - Everywhere Else Was Booked Up
4 - New Home
5 - Lost a Bet
6 - Ancestral Home/Grandma's Got Weird Taste in Wall Decoration
7 - Secluded in the Woods
8 - You're the Ghost!
9 - Free Roll/Combine

By the very nature of this being a scary/horror meme, there may be triggers within, so tread carefully!

Comments

[captaincocksure]

It happens.

Listen, I don't know that I can hold you up, but I can walk with you to the bedroom. And I'll stay while you sleep, if you want.

[aviophobia]

Yeah. Do that. And just - say something, I guess. If I look like I'm gonna fall.

[captaincocksure]

You got it. Come on.

[He gets to his feet, waiting for Bones to get up.]

[aviophobia]

[McCoy follows, slowly, clutching the arm of the couch as he gets to his feet. Every movement is slow, ginger, and his knuckles are white as he clutches the arm of the sofa. Eventually, he gets to his feet, swaying dangerously, and takes a few unsteady steps.]

[captaincocksure]

[Jim can't hold McCoy up, there's not enough of him to do that. But, after a moment, his hand is on the other man's shoulder, lightly.]

I'm right here. Let's get to your room.

[aviophobia]

[He nods, a little, and begins to make his way up the stairs, a slow and stumbling process. He slips a few times, but eventually gains the top of the stairs.]

[captaincocksure]

[It makes Jim sad to realize that Bones has put himself in this state, and that it's his fault. He can't begrudge the other man that, though--he knows if their places were reversed, and he had to keep going without Bones, he'd probably do the same, drink to blunt the pain.

He stays with Bones, all the way up, patient, never rushing him or saying a word about the stumbling or the effort. They finally reach his room, and Jim steers him toward the bed.

The hand leaves Bones' shoulder, but then his covers are pulled down.]

There you go, lie down.

[aviophobia]

You do that with ghost magic or something?

[He lies down - well, really, it's more of a slow fall that is only sort of controlled.]

[captaincocksure]

I think? Sometimes that just happens and I'm not clear on how I did it. I want something to move, and it does.

Like all the stuff out of your closet earlier.

[aviophobia]

Don't do that shit again.

[His words are getting more slurred as sleep begins to claim him.]

Ever.

[captaincocksure]

[Jim stretches out on the bed beside him, looking over at him.]

You got it. No more flying bed sheets.

[aviophobia]

Unless you're gonna pick 'em up, too.

[His hand reaches for Jim's, sliding alongside it, trying to grab it.]

[captaincocksure]

That's no fun.

[And there's Jim's hand, a faint presence linking with his friend's hand.]

I'm right here, Bones. Like I promised.

[aviophobia]

Don't go.

[The last words are half-mumbled, and then he's overwhelmed by drink and emotion, sliding into sleep, hand still clinging to Jim's half-formed one like a child holds onto a teddy bear.]

[captaincocksure]

I won't. I'll be right here.

[And he stays the night, making sure his hand doesn't ever slip from McCoy's grasp.]