I would know you any time, any place.

[cockhops]

The Reincarnated Lovers Meme
Everyone knows the feeling of when you see someone and you know you've seen them before. Isn't that a part of déjà vu? But what if the connection you have with that person goes beyond the superficial recognition of familiarity? Perhaps you were connected once...in the most intimate of ways. Some religions and philosophies believe in reincarnation of souls, and it's said that souls could be reincarnated together - once again to follow out the same path they did before. Or maybe not. Maybe it could be a second chance for fixing things that went wrong before, like the a tragedy or circumstances keeping you apart. But can you take that chance? Do you even want to? HOW TO PLAY Comment with your character, stating preferences and pertinent information. Tag around to others and roll the RNG to determine what your scenario will be. The first roll determines the parameters of the "past life," the second the parameters of the "present life." The meme is intended to take place in the present, but there's nothing stopping you from playing out flashbacks to the "past." Play out the scene! WARNING: There will probably be triggers here.		A. THE PAST Medieval: The two of you lived in the middle ages or an equal high fantasy setting. Kings, queens, knights, wizards, your doomed love was set among the sword and shield. Feudal Japan: During this time, honor reigned supreme and warriors lived and died by the sword. Perhaps the two of you lived here? War: World War I, World War II, World War...III? Whatever the tension was, the two of you weren't living in happy times. Not Human: You were gods, demons, monsters, angels - or at least one of you was. Sci-Fi: The two of you found love in a world of science and technology...maybe a base on the moon? Taboo: In a past life, the two of you were related, yet still somehow fell in love. Or perhaps there was a big age gap, or different social standings. Whatever it was, your affection was "wrong," somehow. Intended for Someone Else: One of you was engaged, intended, or taken by someone else. Not Allowed: For some reason, you couldn't have your love back then. Tragically Cut Short: Somehow, your love ended in tragedy and one of you died. Living Happily Ever After: The two of you grew old together, had a family, the whole shebang, and died of old age. As a reward, you get to be with your loved one again. WILDCARD or CHOOSE YOUR OWN B. THE PRESENT (Not So) First Meeting: You could swear you've seen this person before...but where? Need to Be Near You: You don't know why, but you have to be close to this person, to protect them, to love them. Memories: You're having memories of your past life and it's freaking you out. The Reveal: Somehow, the truth is revealed to you about who you used to be and what you life was like with this person. But I'm Taken: Unfortunately, you've already moved on to someone else who doesn't fit into the picture of your past. You Have to Be With Me: You're determined to rejoin with your past lover...even if they're not interested. He Doesn't See Me: You're afraid your lover only sees the past "you" and not the you who exists now. Are they in love with a memory? Madness Ensues: It's getting hard for you to tell which life is the "real" one, the one you have now or the one in the past. Perhaps you only see one way of release: becoming reincarnated again. It All Worked Out: The battles are fought, the war is one. You've earned your happy ending in this life and the two of you can live together. WILDCARD or CHOOSE YOUR OWN
Meme inspired by the anime/manga Please Save My Earth. Feel free to repost this as you feel fit.

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Jack Rackham | Black Sails | OTA

[calicojack]

Merlin | Merlin | OTA

[washessocks]

Dick Grayson | Batman | OTA

[justlikeacircus]

Rupert "Ripper" Giles | Buffy | OTA

[watchmerip]

mikaela hyakuya | owari no seraph

[infatyuated]

yennefer of vengerberg | the witcher | m/f

[unset]

Princess Leia | SW Empire | M/F

[ouronlyhope]

En Yufuin | Cute High Earth Defence Club Love | OTA

[lazywater]

Sasuke Uchiha || Naruto

[eyes_that_burn]

Rey || Star Wars: The Force Awakens || F/M

[talentedscavenger]

3- Force dreams for them both?

[greyorder]

His arms are around her, holding her gently, as if she might break. The defeat of Darth Malak has left them both weak, but she was doubly burdened with fighting off his influence over her mind. Most Jedi would not have been able to wield a saber in such a condition, let alone aid in the final confrontation.

While Carth pilots the ship, the others have given Revan and Bastila privacy. They sit in his part of the sleeping quarters - not much more than a series of enclaves built into the walls that house beds, to tell the truth - and he pulls the curtain closed. They all know now. He was surprised by the lack of judgment by the crew, by the approval from Jolee Bindo. But now that they have nothing to hide and time before they get to the rest of the fleet, they can address the scars of battle, which are far more mental that physical.

Revan's hands carefully undo her hair. Stray strands had come loose during the battle, framing her face in a surprisingly delicate way. She has always been a tremendously strong Jedi. To see her disquieted by the deaths they couldn't prevent, the battle they fought, and worst of all the Dark Side she nearly embraced makes him want to care for her in a way he never thought necessary before, to make her comfortable and keep her safe, treat her delicately. His comb is a poor substitute for a brush, but he makes due as she continues to mull over all that has happened.

"I fell," she bursts out suddenly, shutting her eyes tightly. "However briefly, I fell to the Dark Side. I could have-"

She could have killed him. He draws her to him again, quickly. "I know. I don't hate you for it. But now you know what you saved me from."

Bastila tugged him downwards until they were laying on the bedmat together. "We saved each other. Stay with me?"

He nodded, and took her hand, calloused from the rough sabersfighting of the battle to destroy the Starforge. There would be hours yet before they had to debrief the Jedi Council. Plenty of time to let their minds reconnect through the Force, to let themselves be weary and to rest. He tangled his limbs with hers and watched as she fell asleep, feeling a swelling of love so intense it was beyond words.

She was his everything, and no Jedi Code could tell him otherwise.

Johnny Joestar | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Steel Ball Run | OTA

[johnnyjoestar]

kei, MOON CHILD.

[inflection]

( m/m or canonmates preferred. )

[accursing]

[ ryuji here's from the drama ring: the final chapter, and he's a highly powerful psychic who gets pretty violent with his powers when he doesn't have something/someone to distract him or keep him sane.

i dunno, the whole psychic + vampire combination sounded good in my head, though i wonder if kei would be reincarnated or if he just... lives forever... ]

kirigiri kyouko | dangan ronpa ( ota )

[confronting]

( feel free to ask me if you'd wish to avoid spoilers, since the steam release came out recently! )

yuri nakamura | angel beats! ( ota )

[leadthebeats]

Faramir | Lord of the Rings | OTA

[nearamir]

[withoutswords]

[ooc: Yeah, you know I couldn't resist this one, but where shall we ressurrect them?]

Johnny Joestar | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Steel Ball Run

[johnnyjoestar]

Hannibal Lecter | Hannibal

[avoirfaim]

[persistentmemory]

The headache was a persistent, brilliant spike of pain spearing from temple to occipital, settling in deep, like a maggot gnawing deep into rotten flesh. His fingers barely tightened on the arms of the chair, the cool, hard metal contrasting sharply with the plush leather cushion at his back.

Not that the metal remained cool against his skin, swiftly heating to body temperature, turning clammy and moist. He tried to focus, his gaze at least directed at the man before him, but the words slipped away. They weren't lost, Will still heard them, but it was as if they were in code, and he had lost the key.

Will blinks. Just dark warmth, but then, when he opens his eyes, he sees Hannibal, but he also sees more, as if there was an afterimage burned permanently into his retina, stronger and more potent than any banal memory. He stares into the vision, and a being stares back at him, eyes like coals peering out from skull-like features. It grins at him, wide and red, overlaying Hannibal's mouth like a Glasglow smile, long tongue unfurling, dark as old blood.

I've found you.

He tries to grasp on to that double vision but it's slippery, twisting away from him, until it's gone, and instead he's whispering a name, harsh, in a language he doesn't understand, a single word that burns his lips, and his tongue. He doesn't know the literal meaning of if, but somehow he knows it's a name.

Jim Prideaux | Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy

[stoicist]

Hawke | Dragon Age series | M/F

[questionablewit]

[Canonmates and cross-canon both welcome.]

caesar zeppeli | jjba ( battle tendency )

[mylegacy]

[starmark]

[The one thing that remains the same, no matter how many lives they live and how many times the cycle repeats back on itself like a mobius strip with no discernible beginning or end, is that it takes a near-death experience for them to remember.

What makes it worse is that all too often, it's the only thing that remains the same. In some lifetimes, they end up born decades apart from each other, displaced and disrupted by the silent disdain of the flow of time. In others, they live out their lives a world apart, and spend them dreaming of a phantom in memories that never come to fruition. Sometimes they meet too early, and remember too late. Sometimes they meet too late, and manage to scrape out fragments and splinters of happiness from the shattered remains of what could have been.

Sometimes, the stars align, and they stand a chance of getting it right.

This time, as it turns out, they stand a chance. The wheel has spun in their favor; the universe has defaulted in the other direction enough times already that it's time for the pendulum to return. This time the pieces align: close in age, the same place, crossed paths, natural chemistry. If there were ever a lifetime where they might manage to end up happy, chances are high that it could be this one.

...Well.

Assuming the thick smoke and collapsing roofbeams of the burning campus building they're trapped in doesn't put an end to their chances first.]