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the film noir meme

-Post with your character and fandom, as well as any preferences.
-Go here and generate a random number between 1-10 for the setting
-If you want, you or the person tagging you can roll a number between 1-8 for relationship as well!
- You know what to do next, honey. Do hurry up, the night's not getting any younger.

Possible settings:

1. Crime Scene: Dead body? Burglary? Whatever the crime, the area's been sectioned off for officers to investigate this nefarious deed, and you're getting front row seat.

2. Bar: There's always some hole-in-the-wall frequented by all sorts. The bartender keeps an eye out for trouble, and other things. Of course he keeps an ear to the ground, but it'll cost ya. Perhaps a cop or two will show up demanding answers, but no one ever takes that seriously.

3. Docks at Night: The breeze caressing your face, the sound of the water, the boats passing by...maybe you were called here, or maybe you just like the peace it brings.

4. Alleyway: There's only one way in and out of this little corridor, and what happens in it is up to you and the other character. Just watch for the shadows, if you can see through the fog.

5. Detective's Office: Not too clean, not too messy. Just perfect for the person that's needed to get this mystery cleared up.

6. Rooftop: The wind dramatically blowing about, it's the perfect place to get that person to come and meet you so you can tell them what you want. Or if you're evil, why not kill them up here? It'll be hard to escape you.

7. Dressing Room: For some reason, you're backstage after a performance, and you've gotten into one of these. The mirrors, the costumes, the flowers from fans and the various personal affects...all are present and will be your silent witnesses to whatever occurs.

8. Hideout: You've gotten to the antagonist's spot of choice. Is this a glitzy nightclub with a private room, or is this an abandoned warehouse where they-or you-carry out their plot? The choice is yours.

9. Nightclub: Someone's showcasing their talent tonight, and you may or may not care about it. But it's classic, dimly lit, and it's easy to hide in here.

10. Free choice

Possible relationships:

1. Friends: Maybe you're an unstoppable team, or perhaps your relationship is getting strained. But whatever the situation, you know this person, and you'd be there for them.

2. Coworkers/teammates/classmates: You might not be friends, but you know this person well enough to remember their name. And right now you're being thrown together for a reason.

3. Lovers: This is the one you wanted to stay with for now. Married, dating, or maybe an affair, but you two care about each other enough.

4. Enemies: Utter hatred flows through your veins when you hear this person's name. This is the one you want to take down, and you just might stop at nothing to achieve your goal.

5. Family: Perhaps it's a sibling you're meeting. Or your parent, or some form of relative. Remember that phrase "blood is thicker than water"? It just might apply here.

6. Mysterious Stranger: Someone's been eying you from across the room, or you've been eying them. Will you two speak, or shall they float out of your life? Do they hold information you seek, or do they want something from you?

7. Femme Fatale: You are or have encountered a mysterious and seductive woman, whose charms ensnare her lovers in bonds of irresistible desire, often leading them into compromising, dangerous, and deadly situations. Watch out, you might just get yourself into a real mess of trouble, hot stuff.

8. Free Choice

Originally from

easycompany, with minor modifications.

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The detective was always punctual. If a client or an informant gave her a time, she most certainly delivered, intent on being as sharp as ever. It was simply her style, to be as dramatic as possible, to play up her name and her reputation, and it wasn't a surprise to those who knew her name that she went out of her way to do so.

Though, for this particular rendezvous? She couldn't help but linger much sooner than their committed engagement. Marjory found herself sticking to the shadows of the back of the parlor, always finding comfort in being obscured from the masses. There was no way she'd miss this night.

And when it was over, she would knock on the door to the starlet's dressing room, in short yet firm succession, a signature gesture acknowledged between the two of them.

"Coming." It came as no surprise at all to have a knock on her door sooner rather than later. She just had enough time to run a brush through her hair so that her previous up-do now formed soft waves around her shoulders. With one last glance in the mirror, she rose to great her guest.

"Marjory," she greeted the other woman with a soft smile on her lips, standing back enough to allow her to enter. "Did you see the whole performance? What did you think?"

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"Miss Meade," she speaks fondly, betraying said fondness by addressing her formally. She knows that in more intimate settings than this one she'd change her tune, but after that performance? How could she not give her all due respect? (Not to mention the fact she may be baiting a reaction out of her, just for fun's sake.)

"I think," She'll walk in, moving a hand to her chin, pausing in her words in order to find just the right ones. "You got a lot of stars up there with you."

She runs a hand along the vanity, glancing at all the little trinkets she's acquired over her tenure at the theatre. She should have brought her a dozen red roses. That would have made the night perfect, right? Hmm, but she shouldn't dwell on that. She was finishing a thought, wasn't she?

She turns. "But you shined brighter than them all."

To put it plainly:

whoooaa au fun

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