bakerstreet | We meet...we fall in love...something like that.

It's amazing how many beginnings, in stories and in life, are based on chance. A serendipitous encounter, a chance meeting, a happy accident -- life would be dull if it weren't for the curveballs flung by a playful universe. Just when you think you've got your life figured out -- splat! -- everything changes.

You may have just had a meet-cute, in which two potential romantic leads are thrown together in a contrived and atypical, oftentimes, but not always, over-the-top manner.

In short, the meet-cute is a solution to a perennial screenwriter's problem: "We have a love story between two main characters who will presumably bicker for 90 minutes and then fall in love in the last 10. If they're so dissimilar, how do we get them together in the first place?" If the meeting itself is kind of a joke (a chance collision, a mistaken identity, a hookup with a stranger who turns out to be your ex's lawyer the next day), it's a meet-cute.

We've had plenty of memes that deal with being in a relationship and even some that look at the ends of them, but here's one about the what-comes-before: the meeting!

HOW TO PLAY

Comment with your character and preferences.
Tag around.
Use the RNG to determine your prompt or just go with it.

PROMPTS

No Good Bad Day: Everything is going wrong. You've spilled coffee all over yourself, missed you bus, and things aren't looking up. And to add insult to injury, you've run into somebody! Shouldn't they look where they're going?
Is This Seat Taken?: The last seat on the bus/plane/carriage/dragon is next to a mysterious (or not so mysterious) stranger.
Table for Two: All the other tables are filled, so you're placed with someone else when you thought you'd be dining alone.
Love Hurts: You've accidentally fallen off of something, driven your car into a snowbank, or any other number of calamitous things. You're not badly hurt - though you may be dinged up - but you definitely need help. You need a good Samaritan.
Hope That Didn't Belong to Someone: You've accidentally ruined an item, and you have to meet the owner. Hope they won't be too mad...it wasn't really your fault!
Wait, Them?: You met someone earlier, didn't get on, only to learn later that the two of you will be working together in a close capacity. What can you do? Maybe you can ask for another partner...
No Rest and Relaxation: You're staying at a hotel or a cabin, only to realize that your room has been double booked. Well, you're not leaving. The other person will just have to!
They're After Me: You were having such a peaceful day before that asshole came running by, being chased by the [insert authority figures here]. Why'd they have to pull you into it?
Saved: ...or the shoe's on the other foot, and they've saved you from danger. Doesn't mean you have to like them, though.
Thought You Were Someone Else: You never forget a face- except when you do. Or think the face is someone else's. Maybe someone you cared for...
Arranged Marriage: You've never met this person, but you hope you like them, for the good of your...oh, DAMN IT. You hate their guts.
Ooops, I Did It Again: You totally didn't mean to run over that guy or hit her over the head with a frying pan. You're not heartless enough to not nurse them back to health, right?
I Have a Proposition: You're not keen on each other, but you're working together for your own purposes. But at least feelings won't get in the way...nope.
WILDCARD

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[ Most interested in 6, 7, 8, 11, and 13 or something original.

F/F and F/M! ]

Edited 2015-07-12 01:04 (UTC)

[ Pref towards or 3, 6, 7, 9, 10, or 11 something original.

M/M and F/M! ]

[prefer to pass on 11!]

[Crosscanon welcome, OCs welcome!]

[cross-canon's groovy; au info is on her journal]

[Passing on 11, but otherwise open.]

[Passing on 11.]

[Prefer to avoid 11, this boy's in enough trouble with a marriage promise in canon. Open to anything else, though!]

[ ooc / 11 would be a good scena-- Oh wait.

I'm kidding. I did roll a 5, however. Do you have any other preferences? ]

ahahaha

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\TwT/

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/o/ apologies for this being late!

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Boooossss! Bello!

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_{[Best scenarios for him would be 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 8, and 12.]}

[ it's an overcast day, the skies a little gloomy, and adolf's probably quietly minding his own business out in the streets of jamjarville when he might hear some distant shouting about 'thief!' and 'pickpocket!'

almost immediately afterwards, a small, dark blur of movement comes shooting from around the corner ahead of him, making a beeline directly for him; there's the rapid pitter-patter of little jester shoes on the pavement, cutting off abruptly when the small shape -- a child, it turns out -- launches forward to latch onto adolf's ankle. ]

Mishter, misther! Don't move, okay!

[ that little lispy squeak is all the warning he's going to get before idui rapidly shimmies up the length of adolf's leg, tiny hands grabbing onto the fabric of his pants with surprising strength. and then, clinging onto his thigh like a koala bear, safely tucked away under the roomy length of his jacket, she waits quietly.

surely this guy isn't going to expose her when some guys come running by in a few moments, shouting about catching a little pickpocket, right? ]

IM SO ANGRY AT HOW CUTE THIS IS

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IT'S WHAT ADOLF DESERVES

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[Poor Cloud. Minding his own business, most likely. Did he deserve to suddenly have a sprinting young woman plow into him and bowl his spiky-headed self right over? No, he did not.]

Oooh...

[Orihime picks herself up, momentarily dazed. In her haste to escape, she probably took that corner a little too fast. She couldn't have predicted that there would be someone right there, but life is full of surprises.]

Are you okay?

[Before she can get his answer, the shouts of angry guards ring out, and her head snaps back as her eyes go wide. Oh, right. Running!]

Please excuse me! I would dust you off if I had time!

[Bracing her hands against his chest, she pushes herself up to her feet and bolts. The security guards follow hot on her heels, bellowing for her to stop.]

It's not my fault! I didn't mean to get so lucky! Aaaaahhhh!

[That'll teach her for picking the winning chocobo racers five times in a row. It was just a happy accident, but her winnings were so great that the proprietors are certain she must be cheating.]