the ACCIDENTAL EXTRADIMENSIONAL TOURIST meme

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the ACCIDENTAL EXTRADIMENSIONAL TOURIST meme



This meme was inspired by those who wanted more memes in which posters are required to make a start up post.

Have you ever wanted to travel to another planet? Another REALITY? Even if this is something that has never crossed your mind, It's about to happen. For reals. A giant wormhole has opened up beneath you and dropped you elsewhere. You have no choice in what world you're heading to, or even where you'll be landing. Luckily (or unluckily) you'll be dropped near to a resident of the world who will have no choice but to play your tour guide and help you get to know your new home.

How it works

1. Post with your character.  In the body include a little bit about where your character is, and what they are currently doing.  You can write as little, or as much as you want! Just a simple sentence saying something like [John Doe is sitting in his office at the paper company goofing off and playing call of duty while his boss isn't looking.] is fine, or you could go into more detail and write a paragraph or two describing a key place in your world's canon to really set the scene for incoming tourists.

Do not leave your initial comment blank! Set up a scene, no matter how short. 
This text in in bolded bright red so if you leave a blank comment everyone will quietly giggle at you behind you back since you didn't read the instructions.

2. Find someone else who's world you are invading and post dropping in on them.  Maybe you just opened a door and found yourself there, maybe you fell into a worm hole.  Either way you are not where you were a moment ago.

optional: The wormhole might have handily provided you with the means to blend in to your new environment.  If you find yourself hopping out into a school, you might be wearing an appropriate uniform, if you happen to fall out into a swords and sorcery type world you might find yourself sporting plate armor or wizard robes, and if you find yourself on an alien planet... well you might look just like the aliens who live there.

3. Remember that with this sort of meme it's probably best to tag outside of canonmates.  But, either way, have fun and try not to kill the tourists!

Comments

Zidane Tribal ♥ Final Fantasy IX

[kadonamonkey]

[ Zidane is by himself, out on the deck of the Prima Vista, the luxury air ship he calls home, though it honestly resembles a small floating palace then it does a ship. Technically he's supposed to be polishing the golden rails as they'll be docking in Linblum soon for a big show and the 'Vista just HAS to look her best. However Zidane as ever grew bored with such mundane chores, even as the city loomed on the horizon, so he took a break from cleaning and instead decided to practice his flips and tumbles on the very rail he was supposed to be polishing. ]

Rebecca Harcourt | OC

[pencilpremonition]

[It's a simple, modern city in America. You happen to be in down town Indianapolis. There's a lot of humans here, and no other types of people. Becca herself is sitting on the railing of a bridge, sketching in a notebook as cars drive past her on the bridge and water flows beneath it.]

[bladeoftyshalle]

[ Hari walks slowly along the bridge, hand dragging along the railing as he stares at the cars and the relatively-clear sky. His wheelchair whirrs behind him, a step back and to his left, just in case the neural bypass that repaired his spine a few years ago fails (like it does at least twice a freakin' day).

He's kinda weirded out right now. Usually, if he's travelling to another universe, he a) knows about it and b) goes to the medieval-style Overworld. This right here? Just enough like Earth to confuse him. He'd say, what, 20th, 21st century, judging by the cars? He can't be certain. Also, time travel is ridiculous.

He stops a few metres away from the young woman and squints at her. He refrains from calling out -- it would suck to startle her and make her fall off the bridge -- but he figures she'll notice him or the chair's whirring eventually. ]

[kisspokepoke]

[ Ty Lee stands out painfully in the town, wearing what might as well be set of undersized pink pajamas, but she likes the attention the people around were giving her! She wanders around with a smile on her face as she takes in the sights like she's never seen them for the first time.

She eventually gets bored of seeing the cars go past again and again and finally skips over to Becca to glance over her shoulder. ] Oooh, what are you drawing?

Allen Ridgeley | Xenosaga (specify canon or TVK memories)

[want_a_vacation]

*Allen is in what seems to be a futuristic airport at first glance, but looking around reveals it to be practically deserted aside from him. He's sitting in a chair with a box of supplies next to him, looking incredibly bored.*

[truthsnomiracle]

[Here, Allen, have one (1) TVKworth appearing in a split-second burst of cold, royal blue "flame". He staggers for a moment as he regains his balance, then stands up straight and looks around... only for his eyes to go wide as he quickly realizes that this is far too futuristic a locale to be found in either his own world or Prospero's.

He does, however, eventually spy that familiar face...]

Mr... Ridgeley?

Either/or~

[pencilpremonition]

[Becca falls into reality next to him, quite literally. She appears just above the ground, falling backwards onto the floor with a soft 'oof'. She lays there, staring up with a look of shock and fear.]

Garcia F. Hotspur || Shadows of the Damned

[hasabigboner]

[ Imagine the dingiest dive of a bar you have ever been to. Now imagine that about a hundred times worse then that, and also abandoned save for one person. That's where Garcia is right now, sitting on one of the only undamaged chairs left, booted feet kicked up on a crumbling table. Oh by the way, this bar? It's in Hell. Like, real Hell.

Garcia is technically here to rescue his girlfriend from the king of demons, he's just taking a brief break to regain his energy and heal his wounds. Because in hell the booze doesn't destroy your liver. It actually unkills you. The quickest way to recovery here is totally a bottle of tequila. For reals. ]

George Smiley | John le Carré - Karla Trilogy and others

[likeaswift]

The hour was late; most of the agents had gone home—even the mothers—and the only sound to be heard was the footfalls of the janitors making their rounds, ensuring that all was secure and quiet in the Circus's Cambridge headquarters.

The desk lamp still burned in George Smiley's office, however; he was surrounded by folders and files, perusing page after page of information. The photograph of Karla on his wall almost seemed to be considering him with a vague amusement, as if wondering when he would go home.

Luke Skywalker | Star Wars

[sandwormie]

[It's an amazingly hot, bright desert. Two suns stand high in the cloudless sky. A hot breeze laden with grains of sand pulls moisture from your eyes and mouth. Sand dunes roll away in every direction, distorted by rippling heat; way off in one direction there's rocky terrain.

A resigned-looking kid with a hat to shade his eyes is in the saddle of a horse-tall lizard creature.]

[solitaryking]

[ Red wasn't actually certain how he'd managed to find himself in a desert considering he was basically a hermit who lived by himself in a cave on top of a mountain... but he was here now. All he could do was walk and hope he could find someone. Luckily he found himself in garb seemingly appropriate for desert travel, his red cap and pokeball belt thankfully remaining intact.

The first person he cam across was some kid riding a pokemon he'd never seen before, he looked up, eyes locking with his. In his world there was only one outcome to two trainers who made eye contact in the wild.

Red reached for his belt, plucking one of the pokeballs off of it and held it out. A silent offer of battle that anyone from his world would probably understand in an instant... buuut just might confuse this other person. ]

[pencilpremonition]

[Becca is not dressed for the desert. Not at all. There's loose ends of her clothes for sand to get in, and most of it's black and heat-trapping. She's hot almost immediately and pulls off her jacket, tying it around her waist and looking around confusedly.]

What...the....

Signless ♥ Homestuck

[trolljesus]

[ Signless is just chilling here in his respiteblockin his caretaker's hive so he still lives with his mama stfu working on his next sermon.

Congratulations lucky tourist. You are probably going to drop in on one of the only trolls on Alternia who will not immediately try to cull your ass for popping in uninvited. ]

[pencilpremonition]

[Well. This isn't her house. Becca blinks a couple of times and looks around, wondering what the hell happened that her front door led to apparently an alien planet.]

Er...hi?

Pyramid Head ♥ Silent Hill 2 ♥ oh god what am i doing

[doyouknowwhattimeitis]

[ The world that the beast with the pyramid shaped helm inhabits is the 'Other World' and it looks very much like you own world... if it had fallen to decay and was caked in grime and bloodstains. Ninety percent of the doors have broken locks and the ones that aren't broken are still locked any you have to go to ridiculous lengths to find a key. The Health Drinks and First Aid Kits are plentiful at least. ]

((ooc: please tell me if you want the survival horror special where pyramid head is OUT TO GET YOU... or if you want him actually being a tour guide iddk.))

You're doing a fine public service. I'll have the Survival Horror Special, please. ♥

[sir_hellsing]

[ The 'Other World' looks like many of the places Sir Hellsing has found herself in her career, just the sort of environment her quarry tended to inhabit. England isn't exactly running short of abandoned institutions these days, though their longstanding issues tended towards dust, peeling paint and the slow encroach of animals and plants. Mother Nature always moved to reclaim it all in the end.

This place looks as though it were the backdrop for a slasher film. A recent slasher film, though Integra isn't so naive to believe the ichor that leaves the soles of her boots sticky is anything but real. It smells like death here, the sickly sweet perfume of rot rising up from every surface. She moves with purpose, the beam of her flashlight shining down the long corridor before her, her 9mm gripped tight in her other hand. The light glints off the metal bars of yet another empty wheelchair, and beyond that...

Someone is there. ]

Show yourself.

[ To her credit, her voice doesn't shake. Any vampire that's dragged her in here for a game of cat and mouse hadn't the faintest idea of what he'd got himself into, that was for damn sure. ]

Chromia | G1 Transformers

[chromia]

Chromia is outside the Ark trying to get away from the base wide prank war that has broken out, and is just looking for some quiet to relax in for a bit. She thinks Earth is such a lovely planet, so why not spend some time outside? As a bonus she gets away from all the crazy the twins have unleashed...

.... Granted... she has yet to notice the bumper-sticker plastered to her aft... [[Keep honking, I'm reloading!]]

Desire | The Sandman

[marysuit]

[They say Desire lives in the heart and it is all too true here. Here in the domain of Desire, resting in the realm of twilight, a domain made exactly in the likeness of itself. Veins that tunnel for years, a heart the size of several ballrooms several times over.

Here Desire lounges languidly, tasting the ashes of her cigarette...]

[ofdrumsthesound]

*The Master may or may not belong here--he is a being more of Delirium than Desire. But here he is.* Hello, my lir.

The Master/Doctor Who

[ofdrumsthesound]

*The Master is in his wasteland, lying on a bloodstained couch and rereading House of Leaves. He's waiting for the Doctor to come visit, but other interesting people are welcome too.

*Uninteresting people may get to find out where the bloodstains come from.*

[doctorupsidedown]

[ Doctor Irabu, while no stranger to abusing anomalies in time and space, is most definitely not the Doctor he's waiting for. He is however, far from uninteresting as he appears amidst a flurry of yellow canary feathers. ]

Well. That's never happened before.

Red | Pokemon HGSS

[solitaryking]

[ So yep, Red is just chilling in his cave on top of Mount Silver like the unsocial hermit he is. He's taking a small break from training though and is currently roasting some wieners over a campfire. Yummy. ]

[pencilpremonition]

[Becca opens the door to her bedroom and is a bit surprised to find herself peering into a cave instead. Confused, she steps forward and shuts the door behind herself. It disappears into nothing, and a shudder goes down her spine. Bad idea. How will she get back? Still, she approaches the young man, trying to smile.]

Hey.

Loki Laufeyson | MCU

[thelittleprince]

[ Loki has settled himself just outside of the city walls. He knew better than to venture too far-- not that he wouldn't, but on a day like this it seemed quite a bad idea. Instead he was content to sprawl his legs out ahead of him, heavy tomb settled in his lap. A book from the royal library, old and dusty enough to get most to not bother him while he read. Flipping the page he scrunched his nose up a bit at the elegant scrawl. That was something he'd have to learn... ]

[wildtigercub]

Look out beloooow!

[ Careful Loki, there is a child around your age felling out of a small hole that opened up in the sky. He does begin to glow blue... which doesn't do a darn thing to slow him down, but that's not how his powers work. He crashes lands about two seconds later about a dozen feet away from the other boy and sits up another second later, a slightly dazed expression on his face, still glowing, and possessing not a scratch on him. ]

Whoa...

Caine | Acts of Caine

[bladeoftyshalle]

[ The city of Ankhana has its good areas, and its bad, and its really bad ... and then there's Alientown. You'll only find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy on Tatooine.

Caine was in the shadows of an alley opposite the main building of a combination casino/brothel. Watching, waiting, and munching on the roasted leg of some bird, ignoring the grease that trickled into his salt-and-peppered black beard. The crowds that passed through the main street were a fair mixture of humans, elves, treetoppers and ogrilloi, all dirtier and in a poorer state than Caine himself. ]

Reed Richards | Marvel Comics 616

[solveeverything]

[ The Baxter Building, in midtown New York City.

For once, Reed's not in his lab; he's at the kitchen table in the Fantastic Four's living quarters, a mug of coffee cooling in front of him while he grades papers. The open door to his left connects to the sitting room with large flatscreen TV and couches, and a corridor off from that leads to the bathroom and bedrooms.

As soon as an unauthorized person arrives in the building, alarms will start to sound, no matter how they entered. Reed's the only one home to react, though. ]

Re: Reed Richards | Marvel Comics 616

[pterosaur]

[CRASH! Suddenly, twelve-foot pterosaur out in the hall, knocking over a light.]

[She jolts and shifts and caws as the alarms start, and under the cawing is a not-sound like the voice of a pubescent girl with an American accent.]

< Gah! What the hell?! >

Janine Farehouse | Dinoverse

[pterosaur]

[Welcome to the late Cretaceous Period! You're at the top of a cliff overlooking the ocean. There's a forest along the shore, and the temperature is a pleasant seventy degrees or so. A good ways away there's a herd of Parasaurolophus grazing on ferns and calling out at each other.]

[Seabirds, looking relatively normal at this distance even if they're nothing you'd see in human times, share the skies with enormous pterosaurs. One of whom, flying maybe twenty feet above you, sort of jerks and squawks as she sees you. With the squawk comes a girl's voice with an American accent.]

< What? >

James T Kirk | Star Trek (2009)

[edgehanging]

[ WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE BRIDGE OF THE ENTERPRISE?

If you're wearing a red shirt, that's probably a terrible start. ]

[conquerwithlove]

[ Give the Star Sapphire a second, that jolt was a little like being hit in the head with a Louisville slugger. Carol cradles her head in her gloved hands with a groan. ]

[stillshinigami]

[Subterranean maintenance ducts of a colony, Duo is chilling in the lower level Sweepers base, fiddling with some new gadgets. The walls are bare with dead wires hanging from the ceiling, the airvent fluttering from a bad vent. Him with headphones to keep the noise down.

And you? You show up right infront of him.]