THE RANDOM RELATIONSHIP MEME

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THE RANDOM RELATIONSHIP MEME
"I love that word 'relationship'; covers all manner of sins, doesn't it?"


Step 1: Post a comment with your character's journal. Include the character's name and canon in the subject line.
Step 2: Take a look around until you find another character that you want to tag.
Step 3: Go here and roll for a number between 1 and 8.
Step 4: Follow the corresponding prompt and comment away!


1. Best Friends: Whether you've known each other since you were kids, or you've only known each other for a few months, you guys are absolutely inseparable. You can always make each other laugh, and are completely at ease with one another.

2. Husband/Wife: Maybe it's been fifteen years, or maybe it's been fifteen days. Either way, you two are spending your lives together, happily married. Or maybe...not-so-happily married?

3. Lovers: Maybe you two are married. Maybe you two are in a relationship! Maybe you two aren't supposed to be together at all. No matter what, you're in love, and you will show it, whenever you get the opportunity.

4. Strictly Business: An employer and employee, a master and servant, a prostitute and a client, or maybe just co-workers! You two are in business together somehow.

5. Childhood Sweethearts: You thought you'd never see them again, but here they are! You two have just become reunite, and it feels oh-so-good, but...you haven't seen them in so long...Who knows what they've been up to?

6. Secret Admirer: Maybe you're in love with them, or maybe you just think they're hot. Either way, they don't seem to realize how you've been feeling about them. Maybe it's time to confess.

7. Hate: They are the bane of your existence. If you never saw their ugly face again, you would be overjoyed. Sometimes you fall asleep at night sincerely wishing that they would die. You hate them, more than you have ever hated anything.

8. Wild Card: Your choice!

Comments

[dersitedagger]

[Dear God, he is not actually trying to calculate this out--

[Oh. I see.]

Those are some big words, Mr. English.

[ripsnorter]

I'm glad you can understand them.

[Yeah, you're just trying to piss him off now.]

[Fisticuffs > movies]

[dersitedagger]

I'm not going to fight you, Jake.

[ripsnorter]

[...]

[You are going to be indignant and walk away now. Because he's being way too fucking difficult today.]

You are just a wet rag today, Dirk.

1/2

[dersitedagger]

[Whoops. Your best bro now bears a striking resemblance to a kicked puppy. Your stomach twists, and for a second there, you almost reach out after him...]

2/2

[dersitedagger]

[Fuck it, you are too cool for this shit.

[You stand your ground, head held high.]

Never thought I'd see the day that Jake English backed down from a challenge.

[ripsnorter]

[Stop. Finger up.]

Wait. Wait just a god-forsaken minute.

[Turning around.]

Excuse me?

[You plant your feet firmly on the ground, shoulders set.]

Excuse me? If I heard correctly, you were the one who decided to back down. Jake English never refuses a challenge, my friend.

[dersitedagger]

Is that so?

[Your eyes narrow behind your glasses, lips stretching into a defiant, almost...challenging little smirk.]

[ripsnorter]

[That smirk. You know what your heart just did; it's embarrassing, how little has to be done to get it to skip a beat like that. You don't show it, though. You just get into an offensive stance.]

It is. Are you ready to be taken down a peg or two?

[dersitedagger]

Never.

[Your smirk remains, and-- Woah, where did that admittedly shitty ninja sword come from just now?!

[Battle stance.]

[ripsnorter]

[You're fine with that sword.]

[As long as he's fine with the dual pistols you just whipped out.]

Then I'm afraid you're about to be fiercely disappointed.

[You fire off a shot at his feet, knowing full well that if you were to hit with a real bullet, it would deal some debilitating damage.]

[Good thing you have rubber rounds in these.]

[dersitedagger]

[Dual pistols? Child's play. Especially when they only have rubber rounds in them.

[He underestimates you.

[You easily dodge the bullet, jumping up into the air and making a stunning youth roll across the sky. You land behind him on two feet, drawing your sword as you go and bringing it down hard against the back of his neck, knowing full well that if you were to hit with a non-shittypristine blade, it would deal some decapitatingbilitating damage.

[Good thing this one is so dull it couldn't even cut paper...]

[ripsnorter]

[You take the blow full-on, but it doesn't stop you. You go forward, but before you hit the ground, your hands do, and you make a sweeping kick as you turn around down low to try to knock his legs out from under him.]

[dersitedagger]

[Well played, Mr. English.

[He does manage to succeed in tripping you up (literally, in this case), but you, being Dirk Strider, cannot show it. You take the fall into a quick back hand spring, landing easily back on your feet and then taking the defensive stance again, sword crossed in front of your chest.]

[ripsnorter]

[You know he'll just jump away if you fire at his feet. As you get to yours, you know it's time to step it up. You fire off a round at his chest, moving forward toward him.]

[dersitedagger]

[Nice try, English, but that sword is there for a reason.

[You jump back again, turning the blade just so and effectively deflecting the bullet. Now it's your turn for an attack.

[There isn't much you can do stealth-wise from this distance, so you simply take a dash forward, aiming to bring your sword down against his hip.]

[ripsnorter]

[That area's a little dangerous. It's hard to dodge without going backward, but at this distance, that would just catch you with the harder end of the swing. So you just take a flying leap into the air.]

[And then you're firing down at him, your signature aerial attack coming into play.]

[dersitedagger]

[Goddammit, you always fall for the aerial attack!

[No matter. You can take a few rubber rounds to the shoulder, easy. You don't let it go on too long, quickly darting out of his range and following him into the air with your own vertical slash attack, which would, with a good blade, aim take his arm off at the shoulder.]

[ripsnorter]

[You weren't expecting that.]

[That means you're going down, slamming hard into the ground with a grunt--because you don't yelp, dammit. You're working on getting up, now.]

[dersitedagger]

[Ohhh no, he doesn't. You are just going to dart over there now, landing one final blow to his back with your blade and then pinning both of his arms down by the wrist, blade still in hand but tucked safely to the side, your knees straddling his back.]

Checkmate.

[ripsnorter]

AGH--Dammit!

[You're effectively pinned. And bruised. But you aren't giving up. Now you're struggling and squirming, trying to thrash around until you can get turned over.]

Is that all you've got? I'm not done!

[dersitedagger]

[Oh, he is so done. You are not even going to dignify that with a response. You simply raise your eyebrows, staring down at him past your shades.]

[ripsnorter]

[You can't really move as much as you want to right now... So you ditch your guns, digging the fingers of your pinned hands into the ground and pulling yourself as forward as you can. He's not that much heavier than you, and you've lifted far heavier, so you know you can do this. With enough effort, you're getting yourself up on your knees.]

[With Dirk on your back.]

[dersitedagger]

[Well, if there's on thing that Jake doesn't do, it's give up. Honestly, you think you'd probably be really disappointed if he ever let you win at a simple pin down. He's pushing himself up now on all fours, and will probably attempt to throw you off of him in a minute here...

[But you're not going to let that happen. You are a cowboyDirk Strider, goddammit.]

[ripsnorter]

[You could just throw him off right now. But that would be too predictable.]

[Instead, you roll to the side, trying to roll him off instead of throw him back. You will not be his steed. Not today.]