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Stuffed with Fluff

Fluff Meme

R U L E S:
1. Post your character with their name and series in the subject line.
2. Others respond using RNG. Roll 1 - 15 to pick a scenario.
3. Some scenarios have options (A - C). Pick any one from them or roll 1 - 3.
4. If there is no option that fits for you, then feel free to make one up!
5. And there you go, instant fluff~

Scenarios:

1. A little help, please?

A) Lost - You got lost somewhere, like a school or office building or even an unfamiliar city street, and it doesn't look like you can figure out the way back by yourself.

B) Bike/Car Trouble - Your mode of transportation has a flat tire and your cellphone battery is dead while you're in a middle of nowhere.

C) You Shrimp! - You’re just a short fry who can’t even reach the top shelf for an item. Or even if you’re tall enough, you STILL can’t reach it without a second hand. Like maybe, a ball that got stuck on a basketball’s ring.

2. Babysitting/Pet sitting

Your neighbor is going out of town for a few days. They ask you to take care of the pet (or the baby) for the time being. But you don't have to worry! Your neighbor hired someone to help you. You can only hope that person is reliable...

3. Playful Fight - The two of you are having such a nice time together, doing whatever it is you’re up to. Suddenly, one of you just can’t help but start teasing a little. Like maybe pick up the nearest object available and throw it to the other person's face.

A) Food Fight - Didn’t your mom always told you not to play with food?

B) Water Gun/Water Balloon Fight - Well, that’s one way to cool down.

C) Pillow Fight - Grab a pillow or two. It’s game time.

D) Tickle Fight - Who cares about objects! Your true weapon is your god hand!!

4. Hand to Hold - Something terrible just happened. It’s terrible enough to make you cry or flip a table. You don’t want to be alone right now with these feelings.

A) Shoulder to cry on - You’re not done crying and it just hurts to cry on your own hands.

B) Woke up from a bad dream - Did you get rickrolled in your sleep? Did you hear the trololo man’s song within your dreams? Sit up and tell that person to hold you right now!

C) Just had a bad day - Everybody’s against you today. Flop down that couch and start sulking.

5. Stuck/Stranded

A) Stuck in an elevator - You had places to go! People to see! But that can’t happen due a technical difficulty while you were riding the elevator. Fortunately ~~or unfortunately~~ you’re not alone.

B) Stuck due to rain - Just your luck, you forgot your umbrella. Do you wait it out or try to make a run for it?

C) Deserted Island - Due to a miracle, you survived the boat crash and even drifted ashore! Yay! Except... where the hell are you now? And, oh god, is that a dead body next to you? ~~Wait, it moved!~~

6. Sick/Injury

A) Stuck at Home - It’s your fault that you stayed out the rain too long. Or maybe you just overworked yourself too much. Be careful!

B) Infirmary - Looks like you got into a minor accident. Guess it was a good thing that someone was there to help you to the clinic.

C) Hospital - Still waiting on the results for that last medical exam? Maybe you're EXPECTING A BABY. Whatever it is, at least you've got some company to keep your occupied.

7. Confession

A) In Person - Nothing is more sincere than a direct confession!

B) Love Letter - You’re so traditional. Are you going to put heart stickers, too?

C) Phone call/Text/Email/IMs - Ahh, the wonders of technology. You can even say how you feel through emoticons. :D <3

8. Date

A) Dinner - Whether it’s in restaurant or take-out at home, enjoy a meal with that special someone.

B) Movie - Cozy up on the couch watching a DVD or head to the mall to watch latest blockbuster.

C) Picnic - Grab a basket, grab some food, and pray to god that whoever prepared it knows how to cook. Watch out for ants.

9. New Kid On The Block

You’re new to the neighborhood. Maybe you’re a new student or a newly hired worker. Maybe you even just literally moved in. Either way, you miss your old home and your friends. You’re so lonely. Aww. Don’t worry, maybe fate will be kind to you and reward you with a new friend very soon.

10. A little extra help with work or school

A) Study partner - The exams are coming up! You thought of calling up someone to study with, hoping that it will increase your focus and all those other benefits.

B) Homework pain - You have an extremely difficult homework. You’re at the point where you want to throw it out the window.

C) Overtime at work - It’s shit-o-clock. You’ll never finish these on time. You might as well pull off an overnight at the office, unless a kind soul decides to assist you with work.

11. Hanging Out

A) Shopping - Maybe your ~~victim~~ date doesn't mind shopping with you. Maybe they did. Well, they're here now and they're not getting away from you that easily!

B) At a coffee shop - Maybe it's your first date and the two of you are testing the waters, maybe you bumped into each other. Whatever the reason was, there's nothing like two people just talking over a cup of coffee.

C) At a playground - Nothing wrong with reliving your childhood here. Last one to the swings is a rotten egg!

12. Somebody Save Me!

A) Drowning - Wow, you didn’t even bother checking if your life ring had enough air in it?

B) FIRE! - Good job. You burnt your kitchen and now there’s a forest fire in there.

C) Defending your honor - How dare you forget your rape whistle at home! Maybe screaming will send someone to your aid! KYAAA~

13. Couldn't Make It To Bed

A) Drunk passed out - Looks like you had too much to drink. Think you can still make it to bed by yourself?

B) Slept on the Couch - You’re ridiculously tired and that short nap on the couch became longer than you planned.

C) Fell asleep in the car - Not exactly the ideal place to fall asleep in (carbon monoxide poisoning and all). Luckily, someone’s coming to your rescue.

14. Outdoorsy stuff

A) Stargazing - Maybe you two just enjoy the sight of the sea of stars. Maybe either of you believe in the legend of the wishing star. Either way, the evening sky is shining down for the two of you.

B) Camping - Screw the city! Nature is truly the best! Grab your partner ~~or be dragged off by them~~ and explore to your heart’s content. Watch out for snakes or bears.

C) Field Trip - It’s a class field trip or a work’s group outing! What will you do? Explore every nook of the location you’re in? Stay in your room and play board games? Sneak out each other’s rooms to meet up tonight?

15. Wild card - Roll again, pick anything you’d like, or create your own scene.

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[no romantic options for any characters under 17, please. otherwise bring it!]

[ it is typical of his father not to tell them anything about where his new mansion would be. go here, one of his minions said. find him here, said the others. giorno is quickly losing patience. egypt is a big country, being lost in one part of cairo means that a day would've already been wasted trying to figure out where in the world DIO wanted to hide. this would not be a problem if his father were amenable to just staying in one place instead of trying to actively drain the more attractive population of cairo in a month while making stand users by the dozen.

giorno is sipping his coke angrily, looking at a map and marking the places they've already been. it is hot. why is it so hot. ]

How much is he paying you? [ because seriously. he should've stayed in naples, nobody would've bothered him there. ]

[Look. Look. The revelation that DIO had managed to successfully procreate was enough of a head-fuck that Hol Horse hasn't really been thinking too hard about if or why they'd even want to see each other- but that's exactly what Junior wants, and far be it from him to turn down his boss' kid.

Actually, he's still working out just how similar they are or aren't. Both blonde, both pale, but with that pretty face of his Giorno's more like a teenage underwear model than an undead Adonis. Particularly when he scowls like that.]

More than enough to make it worthwhile. [and then, quickly, as he anticipates just where his might go-] And not as a babysitter, either.

[If he's being completely honest, he can't really blame Giorno for being cranky. Sure, he's a little more used to the sun than he is, but Hol's not exactly thrilled to be wandering around Cairo either. At least it gives him the opportunity to size Giorno up for himself, something he's been doing shamelessly ever since they met.]

Funny. I would've thought that to be a pre-requisite in order for DIO to keep you.

[ because lord knows his father can be so childish even at such a megalomaniac state. ] I hope my father included health benefits in your contract.

[ har har.

giorno folds the map and pockets it. he can only look at it for so long, and his eyes are blinded by the afternoon sun. he sighs, and glances around the metropolitan area. malls everywhere, a busy cacophony of cars and tourists and people bustling underneath the heat, sharing the road with strays and oversized vehicles. he is fairly certain that he's gonna be sunburnt at the end of the day. giorno points at a restaurant at the distance. ]

Enough of this. We're going to eat.

[ his father can wait. he waited a hundred years in the ocean, he can wait a day or two for his son to come after him. ]

[Hol gives a small, dry laugh that sounds more amused than he really is by Giorno's response.]

'fraid not. Kinda hard to insure a merc, what with the usual occupational hazards. [And with what DIO's been up to they're not so much hazards as they are the continual and distinct possibility of death and/ or dismemberment. In hindsight he should've run a mile, but, well. He knows exactly where he stands now, and, moreover, that his feet might as well be set in concrete at that.

Food wouldn't go amiss, anyway. He pushes back onto his feet.]

Sure thing. [under his breath:] You'd better not be expecting me to pick up the cheque, though, Chief. We're going Dutch. [Because as much as he is being paid he's pretty sure this kid's the type who wouldn't even glance at the cheaper half of a menu. A real designer baby.

Fortunately, Cairo's not exactly the priciest city in the world for cuisine, provided you know the right places. This restaurant looks like it's somewhere in the middle. He smiles lazily down at Giorno from beneath the shade of his hat.]

Think you can handle the local cuisine?

[ giorno also believes that if his father wanted to insure hol horse he would've done it a long time ago, though the stories of his father's consistent efforts to disavow his humanity would probably mean that his methods of insuring his men would be equally monstrous. he disdains hol horse and his follies, the casual indifference he seems to have with regards to obeying DIO (which may also be posturing, for all giorno know, since DIO can be frightening), and yet he seems to be one of the better ones that his father has hired. there are plenty of uses for such a man other than entertaining a child's desire to see his dad.

the more he knows about his father, however, the more giorno regrets leaving naples. the alternative was to extend a hand to his father's enemy, jotaro something, who seems to be walking to egypt with a prayer and a closed fist, but giorno isn't so generous that he'd make the offer firsthand. one has to be careful where favours are concerned, and anyway, he's not sure he'd like to get involved with that family feud DIO seems to be concerned with.

he ignores hol's mutterings about picking the tab. he's got his own money and he doesn't intend to share either. he doesn't exactly have an allowance. but naples and cairo have something in common, and that is the never-ending supply of tourists that are willing to have their belongings divested from their person. giorno has enough to make sure he really doesn't need to look at the cheaper half of a menu, or to make sure he doesn't beg hol for money to not sleep in the gutter. (from one criminal to another, he also has no guarantee that hol horse won't slit his throat in the off-chance he says yes to him.)

giorno just raises an eyebrow at the question and scoffs at hol. ]

I look forward to it, actually. [ rather the first time he sounds like he's actually excited over something. ] Although I'm going to need the menu translated for me.

[ the restaurant is also a good place to be considering it has air conditioning. giorno takes a deep breath as soon as the door closes behind him and they were ushered to a seat. ]

[Hey, now. He would never slit a partner's throat! Not unless he was paid to anyway, and even DIO's not crazy enough to sic someone on his own kid. Or so he hopes.]

Alright, but don't come crying to me if you can't feel your tongue for a week. [For the most part he's teasing. Giorno might look like a delicate flower, but he's made is this far by himself- or with the help of some of his other colleagues which, in Hol's experience, is more or less the same thing anyway.

Even if, admittedly, he himself can't speak Arabic any better than he can Sanskrit or Urdu, which is to say that he knows enough to pick up a pretty girl or convince a cop to look the other way. A menu shouldn't be too much trouble, though.

As soon as they're through the door he winks at the waitress and picks out a nice, private looking table towards the back of the restaurant. Settling down he takes his hat off and folds his arms, the picture of intrigue.]

So. Is daddy expecting you?

[ giorno makes a face at the sound of anyone calling dio a 'daddy' because that just sounds wrong to him. 'my father' already sounds wrong. but it is what it is and technically speaking, DIO shouldn't be allowed to procreate, though he'd rather get his own meetings with him done before jotaro puts an end to his nonsense. ]

Well, he is now.

But for the longest time, I imagine he was ... [ a frown as he wonders how best to explain their tenuous connection. ] ... he felt like something was coming to him, something inevitable, but he wasn't sure who or what it is.

Not that it matters. [ giorno, for starters, orders another coke with a ton of ice in the glass. there's a bit of a lull in their conversation after as they figure out what to order with some trial and error, hol making it complicated - as far as giorno is concerned - with his supremely high estimation of his looks thrown in the mix. it makes giorno want to roll his eyes every time he tries. the conversation resumes once they're left to themselves again, and giorno looks pensieve as he thinks about his father, as if he hadn't thought of him all his life while he placed his hopes on a photograph that now seems sacrilegious to look at, knowing what DIO is and what he's done. ]

If you're DIO, people just naturally gravitate to you. Why should this meeting be any different? I suppose the only question is whether or not he'll allow me to leave without any incidents, though I've come prepared to fight him if it comes down to that.

[ giorno leans back, crossing his legs as he ponders things, hands neatly folded over his lap. if hol has a rather high estimate of his looks, giorno has a high estimate of his survivability against his dad. ]

I'm here to talk. That's all. If he asks anything more than that, I'll be more than miffed. [ a wryyyy smile. ]

[Though his expression hardly changes from its baseline of casually impudent indifferent Hol's listening closely, and has been since they met- and he's been thinking about it, too, silently tallying up every little hint and vocal inflection. Even now, though, it's hard to pin down exactly what's going through Giorno's head. It's obvious that he doesn't expect any Brady Bunch happy families shit, but neither does it seem as though he's even particularly looking forward to their meeting. Understandable, sure, but he makes it sound as though he's only here to satisfy his curiosity. So much for blood being thicker than water.

The waitress comes and goes, and with some gentle, smiling distraction forgets to charge them for their drinks. Hol nurses a root beer as though he's not watching Giorno's face for the slightest giveaway.]

Guess I can see that. [It's a shrug of an answer for something he's felt only too keenly himself. If it weren't for that toxic charisma of his Hol would have been shot of DIO long before he even reached Egypt, but the harder he resists the more deeply entrenched in his crazy little war he becomes.] Pretty fucked up, when you think about it.

[For a moment he considers censoring that little observation, but it's not as though DIO doesn't know how he feels about their arrangement anymore. Besides, it's as close as he's going to get to admitting something like sympathy for Giorno's position.

He reaches into his tunic, producing a fresh cigarette and a lighter.] Just don't expect me to get in the middle or anything. Just 'cause I'm helping you that don't mean I'm suicidal. [He clamps the filter paper between his teeth, mumbles around it.] Need a smoke?

[ giorno shakes his head. ]

I'm not expecting anything from you, except to lead the way.

[ the funny thing is that giorno would go out of his way to protect him should hol get in trouble for this errand of his, but that's just a point of difference between him and DIO.

giorno, at least, thinks that befriending a merc of his dad's wouldn't be seen as an act of treason. more than anything else he intends to present himself as a neutral - although interested - party, in this never-ending feud of DIO's. after all, he has no reason to start a war he can't closely monitor, especially one that's outside of his territory. right now, egypt is a hotbed of political and economical intrigue, on top of being DIO's playground. there were too many players above and below and giorno's really not interested in making a name for himself in this country. let his father keep it for himself, if he wants it that badly. as for giorno, he will always have naples no matter what happens. naples, and italy, is everything to him.

he keeps himself aloof and distant from hol; there's a bit of his father in there where he painstakingly keeps up appearances, acting as though he was a lot older than he looks, looking as though he's more innocent than he probably is. he'd be lying if he said he wasn't interested in DIO's power. if there was one thing he shared with this father of his, it's the fact that both of them are always striving to keep themselves on top of everything, destroying whatever gets in their way in the process.

and the reason why this meeting is so important is primarily that concern: giorno needs the absolute certainty that whatever DIO has planned with this renedezvous with the joestars, it will never conflict with giorno's plans. how he is set in weaseling that out of his father remains to be seen, but he sees no harm in trying. there's so much work to be done in italy, and he's not in a position to carry out two wars in two different countries while protecting his name. giorno sympathizes with hol when he says he's not suicidal - he has a high opinion of his powers and the capability of his men, true, but between a teenager and an undead tyrant (my father, the survivor, giorno thinks in exasperation and a dangerous fondness that he probably shouldn't nurse, but he's doing it anyway), the gulf of experience and power is too wide to breach, and one must tread carefully. hopefully he won't have to move; or if he does, it'll be after this jotaro has made a couple of his own.

at hol's question, giorno shakes his head. ]

I don't smoke. Most of my vices are quite harmless, actually. [ chocolate pudding, les mis reruns, and .... beck concerts, outside of making things difficult for mafiosos he disapproves of with his own brand of justice. but he's painfully mundane. if he weren't known as DIO's son he wouldn't even stand out here to anyone, moving through the city without fuss; and he will leave it as quietly as he had come. perhaps it's just as well that he can be ordinary where it counts, too - the world is certainly too small for two dios to live at the same time. ]

Edited 2016-08-23 02:00 (UTC)

[That's a relief. Not that he was expecting it of Giorno, per se- maybe someone else, someone less savvy- but it's good to hear it spoken aloud, a verbal contract for him to fall back on when his back's to the wall and he has to explain himself to DIO. While he's sure the kid has a few tricks up his sleeve, what with being his father's son, Hol knows exactly where his loyalties lie in a showdown.

Speaking of fathers and sons. Hol parts his lips and releases a long, slow stream of smoke, fixing Giorno with a slightly wary look.]

Harmless, huh? [He squints a little, in that practised way of his that he's pretty sure makes him look faintly like a young Clint Eastwood, only with better hair.] You don't burn up in sunlight or anything that I've seen so... does that mean you don't drink blood neither?

[He hasn't caught Giorno chomping on his neck, or giving it any undue attention at all for that matter, but it's always worth checking. He's seen DIO's girls, piled up in the hall like old newspapers, and there's no way in hell he's going to end up like any of them.]

I can, if you want to, but I'll have to charge you for that little show.

[ and then he smiles beatifically, because giorno giovanna can do what he wants.

he's a bit offended that hol thinks him monstrous, though. he had taken great pains to be as different as he can from his father. if they both share the same kind of drive or ambition that fuels them through life, fine, he supposes he can tolerate the kind of parallels people draw between them, but anything else is quite annoying. it may have been inevitable, but he's not exactly pleased with it either. ]

Do you need to see my teeth, too?

[ the food arrives a minute later, steaming plates that giorno only looks too eager to dig in to. ]

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none of these options fit them i just want ur character .... holheartedly ... pls accept this au

i accept this my child come to my bosom

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PLEASE handwave away!

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