bakerstreet | Created for Each Other

the created for each other meme
a dark shipping meme

tl;dr version — a meme that explores a shipping concept from a darker perspective. Characters, brainwashed by losing their memories and other scientific deviancies, are bonded with their "lifemate," who they're said to be created for. They must live together and grow co-dependently close, all while the machinations behind the scene are twirling like cogs in order to move them closer to the darkness.

Anyone can be manipulated. You just need to work at them through the right person.

You wake up, groggy and confused, in a white room that is expansive and furnished with all white furniture, yet pristine. The white is probably so bright that it hurts your eyes and you may have to blink for a moment. It doesn't help that your body is swathed in white, too; you're wearing what appears to be a modern day white cotton scrub top and and bottom. In fact, the only spot of black on you is on the palm of your hand: right in the center, there's a barcode. Under that, in neat, angular print, is a name. Your name.

It's a good thing it's there because otherwise, you wouldn't know it. Your memories are gone. You don't know how you got here, why you're here, or much of anything else. Soon, however, you'll know that you're not alone. The other person is not you're captor, that much is for sure. They're clothed like you are and look just as confused. They even have the exact same barcode as you, down to the last number. The only thing that differs is the name under it.

But the room is furnished for one alone. One bed, one couch, one bathroom. You two don't know much, yet you know you are two. The secret is soon made clear by a voice over a hidden loudspeaker. The voice claims to be a scientist and announces the purpose of you being here. This is the first day of your existence, they say, and you two were created together and for each other. Lifemates, the term is. You both are the perfect scientific experiment, and let man not tear asunder what science hath created.

And that's it.

Accept this or not, there seems to be little recourse. The room has no visible entrance or exit. The walls don't budge if you hit them. Nothing works. The only time anything changes is when food is brought in, but neither of you have ever seen that occasion. No matter how long you stay up, you always fall asleep when food or other necessities come in. Could that have something to do with the soft, soothing voices and pleasant feelings that sometimes come when you least except them?

You and your "lifemate" may be mutually scared, get along swimmingly from the start. It doesn't matter. Eventually, you'll become closer and closer. Lines will get crossed. Boundaries will get obliterated. Maybe it's because they're the only lifeline you have. Or maybe, maybe what the "scientist" said is right. You're created for each other, and this is your natural state. Whatever the case may be, as time goes on, you want to stay with them, even if you still want to leave this place. After all, how could you leave the side of the person you've spent your whole life with.

Yet there's something in your mind that tells you there's wrong here. Sometimes, at night, you'll get images of another life, and later, during the day, you'll feel hints of an existence you've never known. Luckily, you have your lifemate to get you through this.

HOW TO PLAY

Basically, your character has no memories and are power-nerfed...for some options.
Reply with your character and preferences. Also be sure to mention whether or not you'll play smut, since some options are smut-tinged.
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PROMPTS

First Meeting — You've just woken up and are getting the news.
Learning about Each Other — Though you don't have memories, you still have personalities to navigate.
Distaste — You don't like each other. How are you created for each other at all?
Guard — While one sleeps, the other looks on. Why does their sleeping form bring up so much fondness?
Unwittingly — You didn't want to give in, yet you find yourself being pulled in by your companion and growing protective of them.
Closeness — Soft words grow into soft touches, embraces, tiny kisses, and a gentle (relatively) haven.
Initiating — The first time you're going to be intimate, or the five millionth time, it will be on your own terms.
Need You Now — You've grown reliant on your "lifemate" to keep you calm or even take care of you, whether you want to admit it or not. You may even need them beside you to sleep or
Physicality — Your relationship has a full-on carnal aspect. What else is there to do?
Twisted by Science — Your emotions have been tampered with to make you love your lifemate more because you weren't responding.
Pure Love — Despite the situation, what you feel for your companion is real. You truly love them, even if you haven't told them.
Connection — In some cases, lifemates have been known to have a mental connection, where they can share some thoughts and all pain.
Aphrodisiac — The sexual bonding between the two of you isn't progressing in a way it should, so one or both of you is injected with a potent aphrodisiac. That should do the trick.
Implanted Memories — You remember happy times with your lifemate. Surely those memories are real.
Flashbacks — You remember another life, and it doesn't match up with what you know.
Nightmares — Waking up in the middle of the night, sweating in fear is never a wonderful experience. Luckily, you have someone close by to cheer you up...if you want to worry them with your dreams.
No One but You — You've decided to ignore the scientists and make the best of what you have, carving out a little life together.
Scientist — You're not actually a lifemate, you're a scientist! However, you've developed pesky feelings for one of your subjects.
Breeding Stock — You're not humans, you're animals, and the scientists want you to breed as such.
Protect — You'll fight off anyone to protect your lifemate, scientists included.
Power Surge — What are these powers that have suddenly appeared? You've never had these! Your lifemate should stay back, lest you hurt them.
Training Together — New equipment has been put into your living quarters and you've been told to learn to work together perfectly. Whether you're both fighters or one is a fighter and the other their handler or healer, you must fit as well in battle as you do in life.
The Veil Falls — The curtain is raised, and you see that you're not an experiment. You had a life that's been stolen from you. Your mate had one, too. What will you do with this new knowledge?
Wish to Forget — Instead of being angry or glad about your past existence, you're horrified by what it was like and only want to live in the now with your lifemate.
To Garner a Response — The scientists want to see how you'd respond if your lifemate was hurt.
A Task Given — In order to guarantee the safety of your lifemate, you have to do a certain task. Maybe hurting someone else isn't a big deal as long as you get what's yours back.
A Taste of Freedom — You and your lifemate are allowed out, but you have a job to do.
Separated — You've been disobedient and as such, you two will be punished by separation.
Escape — There's a tiny window of opportunity to get out. Take it. But no one gets left behind, even if you would have before.
Separate Ways — Now that you're out, there's no reason to stay together, right? You're not really lifemates, right?
Can't Be Without You — ...only not, because now you're dependent on each other, and you can't live a life alone or with another.
Hard Time Adjusting — It's different living in the free world when you're used to being in a completely controlled habitat.
Living a Peaceful Life — You've managed to get past all the challenges and are now living a normal life together. But did the scientists ultimately win? After all, you are still "lifemates"...and there's still the trauma to deal with...
ANYTHING ELSE or WILDCARD OPTION!!!

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[Again with the blush. Knowing that she was the cause of his blushing seemed to please something deep inside her, making her want him even more.

Rip complies when he silently encourages her to lift her hips and feels her pants slip off as his hands move down her thighs. Moments later she was laying beneath him completely bare for his eyes to drink it.

She definitely had curves for him to admire. They were usually hidden by her clothing, making her appear skinny and weak in comparison to her companion. But, once they were off it was apparent Rip had a strength to her. A lithe athletic build that was entirely female and very, very flexible.

And all for him to explore and play with. ]

[And he did want to explore them. So much.

He skinned out of his own pants, feeling less awkward about being naked in her presence somehow than about her being naked in his. He leaned over her to kiss her, covering her with his own body, though he kept a bit of air between them.]

You're so beautiful...

[She answered the kiss, letting her tongue brush against his lips before he pulled away. The way he was above her, still just hovering as her legs rested on either side of his waist. She was tempting him to do more, to explore!

Rip needed him to touch her, to press into her core and fill her in a way only he could. Her hands smoothed over his broad shoulders as she drank in just how strong he looked. If she didn't know him as well as she did, she might even find him intimidating~.

Maybe.]

You are everything I could ever desire in a lifemate...

[He was just taking his time, drinking her in. He didn't want to rush too fast - they had all the time in the world, after all. They were stuck here, forever.

He kneaded her breast, brushing his thumb over the nipple and teasing it to stiffness. He kissed her cheek, her neck, then her ear, nibbling at the earlobe.]

And you're perfect for me, too, Rip. I couldn't want anyone else.

[The way he was handling her breast sent spark racing down her spine. Rip arched her back, pressing more into his hand as his thumb teased her sensitive nipple. It wouldn't take long to get the little nub stiff and aching for more attention.

Kisses trailed down her cheek, even stealing her breath when he moved to her throat before trailing to her ear. The gentle feel of teeth drew out a soft moan in response.

Deep down she knew they had all the time in the world but, that didn't stop her body from starting to ache for him. Rip pressed her knees against his waist, urging him on as hands continued to roam. They slid to his broad back, caressing his skin and occasionally raking her nails over hard muscle.]

Ve.. are perfect togezher. I could never vant anozher mate.

[His own breathing was deepening, and an ache had definitely started inside him. But still he paced himself, running his hands over her and teasing both of her breasts as he pressed more fully against her.

He murmured with pleasure as she raked nails down his back, feeling a tingle run down his spine, and he began to rock against her slowly, his erection pressing against her stomach and mound]

[She could feel his weight resting more on her, pressing her down in a way that felt just right as his hands ran over her body and teased her breasts. It was electrifying!

Her nails dug a little deeper as she raked them down his back to rest on his read just as he started to rock against her, pressing his length against her stomach and mound in a way that made her gasp softly.

Desire was just flaring inside her, begging for him to satisfy the ache building deep within and making her needy for him.]

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