The Random Scenario Meme 3.0

[emeraldfields]

THE RANDOM SCENARIO MEME 3.0


- Post your character, name, and series in the subject. Include any preferences as well.
- Go to RNG and enter 1-6 for a scene type, and 1-20 for a scene to play out.

TYPE OF SCENE.
① Action → Gun fights, bar brawls, fights to the death are all possible scenarios.
② Angst → Characters suffer emotionally or physically from relationships breaking up, death, injury, etc. Hurt and comfort themes are included.
③ Crack → Genderswaps, super powers, sudden compulsions are all possible outcomes.
④ Fluff → Something that is devoid of angst. It's light-hearted and might have the overtone of romance.
⑤ Gen → General fun, things that didn't fit in the other categories.
⑥ Sex → First times, kinks, even dubcon are all possible themes of sex related scenarios.
⑦ Your choice → Think of your own scenario, choose one of the above or make a combo even!

ACTION.
① Zombies → It's the zombie apocalypse, lock and load!
② Bar brawl → You had one too many drinks, said something wrong, and now you're being asked to take it outside.
③ Chase → You're caught in a high speed chase.
④ Gun fight → You're caught in a big shoot-out.
⑤ Fight with a friend → You're fighting with a friend, all out.
⑥ Interrogation → You're being interrogated for some offense you've done.
⑦ Aliens → Aliens are attacking and you're not going to take your probe laying down!
⑧ Final battle → This is it. The battle that will end all the fighting for you. Will you win? Will you get that peace you want?
⑨ Training → You're not actually fighting, just training for the inevitable.
⑩ No hope → You know this fight has no hope. It's not going to end well for anyone involved, but you can't turn away.
⑪ Sneaking in → You're stealing a diamond or sneaking in to kick some bad guy butt, but whatever it is, you have to practice stealth.
⑫ Blue wire → You're faced with a bomb that needs to be disarmed.
⑬ Fight for honor → You've been disgraced or someone you care about has, so it's time to fight for honour.
⑭ Showdown → Time for a cowboy-style showdown. Whoever draws the fastest wins.
⑮ War → You're caught in the middle of a war here. Remember to keep your chin up and keeping fighting.
⑯ Apocalypse → The apocalypse finally happened and now you're left to scavenge and fight for whatever is left.
⑰ Sabotage → It's time to sabotage someone's plan! How is entirely up to you. Do you set up a bomb in their toilet? Do you double cross them at the last minute?
⑱ Big damn hero → You know you have to handle this one alone, so that means disarming or knocking unconscious the person who wants to join you.
⑲ Fight club → You know the rules... you're in an underground fighting ring and you're fighting with all you've got.
⑳ Threaten → You've just been sent here to rough them up a little, threaten them into behaving.

ANGST.
① Injury / illness → Your character has become injured or ill! To what extent is the mun's choice.
② Last moments → You character has been gravely injured and this is their last chance to say their last words.
③ Depression → Your character is depressed, what actions they take is up to the mun.
④ Betrayed → You character has been betrayed by the other. How do they react?
⑤ Tortured → Your character is being tortured and needs rescuing or at least a sympathetic ear to help him through it.
⑥ Jealousy → Your character is feeling jealous and must deal with it, how will they do it?
⑦ Breakup! → This relationship has gone as far as it can, it's time to breakup.
⑧ Broken → For whatever reason, the character is broken, mentally or or physically.
⑨ Fight → You can't even be in the same room as your friend or lover without arguing anymore.
⑩ Lost → You lost the biggest fight of your life and now all you can do is try to pick up the pieces.
⑪ Worst nightmare → Whatever you fear the most is now real or maybe you're just trapped in a dream together, but whatever it is, it feels too real.
⑫ Addicted → You're addicted to something, alcohol, drugs, sex, whatever. It's destroying your life and you can't do anything to stop it.
⑬ Hurt you → You're being forced to hurt someone you love either by betraying them or even being forced to shout things you don't mean. It's for their own good in the end though.
⑭ Separation → You were forced to leave this person for their own safety and while you've been miserable without them, you really didn't mean to run into them again... maybe it was by accident or you were watching them from afar this whole time.
⑮ Becoming a monster → You are slowly changing, becoming a monster: vampire, zombie, demon, something you can't recover from and no-one can help you.
⑯ Frozen → You are entirely helpless, frozen, to stop some kind of disaster.
⑰ Prison → You were very bad and now it's time to pay the price by turning yourself in or maybe the law just finally caught up to you.
⑱ Fear → You're not sure why, but you are suddenly terrified and you can't deal with it. You need help.
⑲ Hated → You are now hated by the person you loved the most.
⑳ Down and out → You're living on the streets, you've hit rock bottom, and you don't know what to do.

CRACK.
① Sexswap → Uh-oh, you're suddenly the opposite sex!
② Forced confessions → No matter what it is and no matter how hard you resist, you're going to be compelled to spill some deep dark secret!
③ Mind-reading → You've suddenly got the ability to read minds!
④ Animal → You're suddenly part animal or transformed into an animal!
⑤ Awkward pick-up lines → You're compelled to use bad pickup lines on whoever is closest!
⑥ Back in School / Graduated → You're suddenly back in school! Or if you were already in it, you've aged and long since graduated!
⑦ Vampires, werewolves, and zombies, oh my! → You're suddenly a vampire, werewolf, or zombie! Maybe even a demon or a devil, whatever creepy crawly you can think of. What do you do now?
⑧ Ghost → You're suddenly a ghost or at least invisible. What are you going to do with this new ability?
⑨ Awkward conversations → So did you just fart or what? Any conversation goes, as long as it's embarrassing and awkward.
⑩ Crossdressing → For whatever reason, you're suddenly dressed in clothes of the opposite sex.
⑪ Suddenly naked → Oops! Your clothes are suddenly gone.
⑫ Suddenly a kid → You're a kid again! Have fun with that second childhood.
⑬ Fortune cookie → You've suddenly received a note with something that will happen in the future, either precise or vague.
⑭ Super power → And suddenly you're like Superman! Any power goes.
⑮ Bodyswap → Somehow you've changed bodies with the other person.
⑯ Back in time → Somehow, you wound up in the past again. Do you try to correct something or just sit and wait for time to jump? Maybe it jumps to various points in your life or maybe you actually think you're back in the day. Have fun, run wild with the idea!
⑰ To the future → Is it everything you've dreamed? Is it horrible? Whatever happens, you're here to witness what happens to you in the future. Either you take the place of your future self or you're just there to watch. Might cause some confusion if people start seeing double though...
⑱ Angels, mermaids, and fairies! → You're not necessary something dark or evil. You're just something different. How do you deal?
⑲ Locked in a closet → For some reason, you're locked up in a closet with someone else. Do you make nice and try to figure your way out or what?
⑳ Finger trap → You're caught in a Chinese finger trap... with somebody else! You can't figure out how to get loose either... have fun with that.

FLUFF.
① Cuddling → For whatever reason, characters feel like being close and cuddling.
② Pillow talk → After the main event, characters are up for some pillow talk.
③ Celebration → Anniversary or some other big event is taking place and characters want to celebrate!
④ Love confession → Someone has finally decided to confess their love and today is the day!
⑤ Appreciation → You feel the need to show appreciation for that person closest to you, even if it's just a pat on the back.
⑥ Apologies → You made a mistake and now it's time to make it up in some way you know the other can't refuse!
⑦ Get back together → Why did you break up again exactly? Whatever the reason, it was a huge mistake and you both know you can work through it.
⑧ Date night → You've planned for a wonderful night together and you can't wait to get it started.
⑨ Family → You've either found out you're pregnant or you've already got that addition to your family.
⑩ Marriage → You're just about to get hitched or maybe you're enjoying your honeymoon. Maybe you've been together for years now! Whatever the case, it's time for that next big step.
⑪ Meeting again → It's time for that happy reunion finally!
⑫ Love at first sight → For whatever reason, you are now insanely in love with the first person you set eyes on.
⑬ Flirtation → You can't resist to do a little bit of harmless flirtation all of a sudden.
⑭ In the snow → Look outside! It's a winter wonderland, so why not go out and play in it?
⑮ Engagement → You've planned it all out and now it's time to finally pop the question.
⑯ Friendly games → You've set up the game station or board games for a friendly competition!
⑰ Gift → Time to give that special someone a gift just because.
⑱ Recovery → You're taking care of someone who's just recovered from some illness or injury.
⑲ Healing → Time to help mend that someone who's been through hell and back.
⑳ Better than ever → You've finally got everything you've ever wanted here. What is your ideal life and who does it include?

GEN.
① Nice meeting you → It's your first time meeting this person! You bumped into each other on the street, in a bar, at work... whatever!
② Drinks → You're out for drinks! Or just chilling at home with some beers. Wherever!
③ Lost → You're lost and you kind of need help finding your way to where you're going. A little help with directions?
④ Costume party → You're at a costume party, both of you are wearing masks. Do you keep the anonymity or take it off and see whose company you've been enjoying?
⑤ Wrong number → Oops, actually you didn't mean to call that person...
⑥ Drunk → You're already drunk! Drunk dialing, stumbling into someone, showing up unexpected... what type of drunk are you anyway? Aggressive, loving, happy? How does the other react?
⑦ Old friends → you haven't seen this person in a long time!
⑧ Rivals → you're suddenly rivals! Or maybe you have been all along...
⑨ Problems → you've got a problem with each other, just got in a huge fight, whatever. Try to work it out!
⑩ What are your intentions... → This person? They're dating a close friend, family member, etc. You need to find out if they're going to hurt them! Or you need to discuss your friend/family's dating choice.
⑪ I saw you → you saw the other person doing something bad and you need to confront them about it.
⑫ Sorry but no → the other person has feelings that you just don't share. They don't necessarily have to be romantic... maybe you just don't agree with their sudden desire to quit their job and start a business making tiny, fuzzy teddy bears.
⑬ My hero → you need to tell this person how much they mean to you. They've been your best friend or your role model your whole life and they need to know.
⑭ Enabler → you're enabling the other (or each other) to do something bad, really bad. Addiction, stealing, killing, or just any other self-destructive behavior.
⑮ Cooking → Time for an impromptu cooking lesson!
⑯ Oh, sure, I remember you... → It's that awkward moment when someone comes up and seems to know you, but you have no idea who they even are!
⑰ Rescue! → One of you was in trouble, but you came to the rescue!
⑱ Boss → One of you works under the other. Is your relationship good? Are you scheming things? Or do you hate each other?
⑲ Perfect crime → You and the other person have just pulled off the perfect crime... or you're planning to! What are you doing? The heist of the century, an assassination?
⑳ Movies → movie night! Maybe it's a sleepover. Whichever the case, it's time to eat a lot and have fun.

SEX.
① First time → it's your first time together or your first time ever! Enjoy the awkward times!
② Bondage → You and your partner decide to experiment a little with ropes or handcuffs or whatever you'd like to tie your partner up with.
③ Rough / Aggressive → Your characters want it rough.
④ Romantic → Slow and gentle, meaningful, that's how characters want it.
⑤ Dubcon → Character A wants Character B and it doesn't really matter if Character B wants it as bad or not.
⑥ In public → Characters feel like taking a risk and doing it in a public place.
⑦ Roleplay → Naughty nurse fetish? Pirate kink? You and your partner decide to try it out now!
⑧ Healing → You've both fought hard or gone through a rough time and it's time to get some R&R in.
⑨ Last time → This is the last time you're going to this because you're breaking up or maybe your lover is running off to sacrifice their lives in some heroic way. The possibilities are endless, but you better make this one count.
⑩ No strings attached → You're just friends with benefits. Nothing wrong with that, right?
⑪ Anonymous → You met in a restroom or bar, any location of your choosing, but you don't even know each other's names.
⑫ Toys → You're eager to try something new, so why not toys?
⑬ Aphrodisiacs → You've been slipped a strong aphrodisiac somehow and now you absolutely cannot control yourself.
⑭ Show → You're putting on a show by either doing it right in the club or filming it for a bunch of people.
⑮ Ménage à trois → It's time for that threesome you've always dreamed of.
⑯ Non-penetrative → Frottage, handjobs, whatever you want to try out.
⑰ Controlled → You are under mind control and must do whatever your lover asks of you.
⑱ Hate sex → It's not just rough or aggressive, you absolutely cannot stand each other.
⑲ Extreme → Fisting, knife play, whatever you can think of so long as it tests the boundaries.
⑳ Fantasy → This is just a fantasy, a dream, and you know it, but what is your ideal fantasy and how willing is your partner?

Comments

[originmyth]

Are you a dog that cannot answer?

[ Rude. This is the third question your King has asked of you; none of them should have met silence.

And that stare is...annoying.

The motion is unnecessary, but he makes it anyway if only for something to do, one more thing that might tear that unclean gaze away - a swipe aside before the light from within his Gate pools behind him. Eight weapons, only. A pittance, and arranged in such a way that a Servant of Archer's caliber should have plenty of means to escape them... There is no intention to kill him, here. It would only be incidental.

Every blade that slides into place like the nocking of an arrow is one whose shadow has already crossed this battlefield. With a snap, they fly. ]

Or did that Saber cut out your tongue when I wasn't watching?

whoops found it!

[dannyrand]

"I could have, but you were out with me." Danny doesn't quite get why Matt seems so mortified to be here, and he almost gives him an out to go wait outside-- almost, but watching him blush is a lot better.

There's hardly any one else in the shop with him, and even then they're minding their own business while Danny goes about touching everything-- because there's so many weird textures or sizes... or things he doesn't even begin to know what to do with (usually the back of the package is helpful)

He ends up poking Matt in the side with something thick and blunt and especially wiggly. "Do people actually use these or do they just put it on their coffee table as a conversation starter?" Yup, it's a giant dildo.

5-15 (also 4-9), Molly

[peacefulwinter]

((kind of branching from this))

If you'd told then-newly-Numbered Winter Adamas several years ago that, several years later she'd meet the reincarnation of someone dear to her Other and end up taking that person more or less under her wing because she wanted with a fiery passion to make sure that girl had a good childhood... well, she'd have stuttered in shock for a little while that you were talking to her in the first place. And then she'd have calmly denied being able to feel quite that strongly about much of anything, and telling you that you were clearly mistaken.

The years have changed Winter in some ways she'd never anticipated, but that didn't mean she wasn't happy with the woman she'd become by now. Part of that was indeed Molly, who had grown on her quite a bit since they first met. They'd gone from awkward meetings, to going on outings, to less-structured time spent together. And the girl had a way of making Winter cheery in a different way than she was used to, perhaps. But not an unwelcome one; just... new.

When she'd seen snow, Lily and Winter had taken different approaches to involving the same person: Lily had been interested in doing stuff outside, what with snow being interesting for short periods and in a heavy enough jacket, while Winter had been more interested in staying inside, given she happened to know her wife's tendencies for said limits and jacket, as snow was cold and Lily was not built for such. While she had spent some time outside participating and generally attempting to be at least a little bit of a social butterfly - some snowballs may have been involved - she'd mostly kept out of the fluffy stuff, alternating between watching her companions and reading a book.

Thus, closer to dusk when everyone was shivering and in need of a dry set of pants, she was heating up the oven in the interest of drawing up dinner, along with a kettle of water on the stove. Three mugs rested on the countertop: one blue and rather worn, one purple and somewhat less battered, and one pink and relatively pristine. (Yes, she'd insisted; it was traditional, she claimed.) Next to them, a can of cocoa mix and a bag of marshmallows were laid out for easy access. Given she didn't know where anyone was at the moment, she settled for letting her voice pitch up to carry, calling, "Anyone want some cocoa?" Not that she was expecting any answers in the negative; it'd been cold.

...hmm. What to make for dinner? There was some beef left, a limited supply of veggies... wasn't there pasta...? While she waited for the kettle to boil, Winter busied herself looking through the cabinets, searching for options. Particularly options that would feed three people that had worked up an appetite. Or, well, two plus the girl that had mostly settled for reading on a snow day.

Does action 11 with a touch of angst 17 work for you?

[caelum_ignis_draconigena]

(ooc: How does something like Owen getting caught trying to sneak into Skyfire's home to 'take back' something, thinking that a dragon must have a huge hoard of valuable items... Only to find he doesn't really, and now he's been caught in the act too? I can make edits or whatever if you'd like.)

The cavern was anything but what one would think of when one thought of a dragon's hoard. Stone shelves lined the walls, and even more were arranged throughout the rest of the room. All with crates and barrels of items, each labeled and sorted neatly. There were no huge piles of gems or valuables, and the few things that were still un-crated, seemed to be mostly fabrics, books, large chunks of marble and a random smattering of other items...

It really wasn't like any dragon cave one would have heard of, and was likely somewhat disappointing after having to sneak past a sleeping dragon, travel through several other cavern 'rooms' and tunnels to get there.

Rikka Hishikawa | Dokidoki Precure

[peacefulwinter]

[and also AUs to taste]

Shusei Kagari | Psycho-Pass

[latentforlife]

(No smut.)

oswald cobblepot/penguin | gotham

[hobblepot]

[bratan]

The Exo-Suited cop doesn't seem to care if he is not being helpful; he just wants to get rid of two augs who are getting under his skin. "I don't care if I'm being helpful or not, Aug! Now get moving!" And the other cops seem not to care about the big guy trying to give The Doctor a hard time.

There's now a scowl on Adam's face as he is being followed, and he diverts his course and the scowl deepens as he hears the accent of MacCready cursing him out for being late. And there is no way on Earth that Adam intends to have TF29's headquarters compromised. So, he goes in the direction of the Palisades Bank. "Yes, you need to get to Ruzicka or find someone else to bother."

His black metal hands flex into fists. "Because right now I have things to do that don't involve some lost tourist trying to draw any more attention to myself than you already have." But it isn't like he wasn't being hassled by the cop on the steps to the street for simply bypassing the Aug's line.

"So, why don't you turn around, and find some other Aug to bother."

[bloodbanker]

[ The message, when it comes, is a grateful relief— an excuse to do something else. He's not unhappy to hear from his mystery correspondent again, either, and it shows. He prods at his phone for a moment, trying to Google the source of the quote (he's sure he's seen it somewhere before) so he can respond in kind, but this damn pub has very little in the way of internet signal. He'll have to do this the old fashioned way.

How... Nice. ]

I'm banking on three currently, since one and two are slightly unfulfilling right at this minute.

And you?

WOO

[trombones]

[A whole year. It's still something he's coming to terms with, but maybe... maybe time is finally their own this time. Who knows, really. But Sans is starting to let himself believe it just a little more.

It's still hard not to go a little red each time Toriel scoops him up, but hell if it's not welcome right when he comes home. He's already grinning.]

Heh. What's the occasion?

[trombones]

[Once Sans realizes there's something in his hand (after accidentally crumpling it in his fists a few times, whoops), he's already grinning. He heads down the stairs and spots Asriel immediately.]

Welp. I knew I shouldn't have left my jacket lying around. Now I gotta deal with a sinister villain.

[timecircuiton]

A customer! Doc quickly extricates himself from under a metal contraption he'd started working on recently. "Yessir, it sure is." Despite being from Hill Valley of the future, he had started to pick up a bit of the southern drawl from living here. "Are you in need of a blacksmith, mister....?"

[fifthdoctor]

The Doctor was looking thoughtful, as if he just realized the term Aug didn't have positive connotations. He sighs, "You humans do tend to fear what you don't understand. Even yourselves." A pity sometimes, they didn't know what they were missing out on.

Well, then he won't make a giant bother of himself and just ask, "Perhaps you could direct me to Information or computer terminal, whatever your equivalent is here." He could do some research on his own.

"Oh, I'm the Doctor, by the way. Hello."

[vacillated]

[Really, Chloe didn't know what Maze's deal was when it came to trying to get her to hook up. It's not that Chloe was incapable, at least she was sure she wasn't. It'd been a while since it'd been anyone but Dan. Sex had never really been a driving force for her even when her marriage was good.

Work. Work and her daughter were much more important to her.

And yet, Maze was pushing at her buttons about the topic all the same.]

I just don't get why I need to bother, though.

[trustinthedevil]

"Stop - don't touch me with that." Matt nudges Danny away with his elbow, but he laughs. Maybe he's just so embarrassed that it's funny. Or it's one of those odd avoidance techniques. "I'm sure there are people who do both." A pause. "Not both ... The same one. Both like separate incidents."

Oh God. This is why internet shopping exists, to avoid this. Though Matt's never delved into the world of sexual aids. He's been pretty good with what God gave him, thank you.

[dannyrand]

"I don't think it's been anywhere." In case that's why Matt was squeamish about it touching him... it's not like people got to try it out in-store. Besides it's just rubber, so maybe he doesn't get why it's embarrassing.

Then a grin. "I'd hope not, I bet you could put a lamp shade on this one and no one would be the wiser." The obscenely phallic toy goes back onto it's home on the shelf and Danny goes back to wandering

"Matty this one's green and vibrates." Danny honestly never thought much about sexual aids before either, but he's always gone with meditation over masturbation-- but this place is still pretty amusing to him.

He turns back to his deer-in-headlights boyfriend, smiling sympathetically. "Is this too adventurous for your Catholic sensibilities? because I've seen you jump off a building..."

The tag and your Dazai are perfect! I adore them both. ♥

[corruptio]

[ There is very little the Port Mafia's all-seeing eyes don't pick up on. Of those things even fewer are dismissed into files for forgetting or calling upon at a later date. The latter remains unimportant intel of the most hum-drum nature; names, jobs and silly whims belonging to irrelevant people of no importance. Theirs are benign lives which never waver from such a straight and narrow path that they're invisible as trees within a forest to the Mafia. Not unless they become useful, yielding the kind of fruit their organization can turn a profit on, in one way or another.

Yet the one thing which never fails to slip through the proverbial fingers of the Port Mafia's endless reach is the very man who knows all their secrets: Osamu Dazai. Even now that he's joined forces with the Armed Detective Agency it doesn't make tracking him much easier. Not when Dazai himself knows which streets are paved with Mafia dollars and every establishment brimming with both mafia-monitored surveillance cameras and employees with organization ties who could track him in an instant.

It's the fact Dazai doesn't merely know of the Mafia's machinations, but fully comprehends it's innermost workings, that makes him it's most elusive target. After all, he's helped build it anew at Mori's side for years as his protege.

Chuuya reasons this is why the grunt forces milling about above ground have yet to get wind of Dazai's presence in the area, and why no one considered that the once-executive might think exactly as they do, and utilize the tunnels that have been a blind-spot to the world above for far too long. So he's given not even a moment's warning before the darkness expels the very bane of his existence practically at his feet.

Dazai's very presence is bad enough to stomach, and leaves Chuuya bristling like cat rising it's hackles, puffed up with every hair on end. But then Dazai worsens things by actually speaking. That's all it takes for his abrasive persona to spread like a pestilence. It bleeds into Dazai's irritating inflections of emphasized words and every ounce of utter loathing for Chuuya, peppered like an overzealous seasoning within his contemptuous greeting. ]

....Dazai!? [ When he finally gets a word in, it should be a shout, a war cry or a sound screamed as though profane. But no matter his fury, something else bolsters Chuuya into hissing that name out in almost a gasp, as though he'd lost one of nine lives in the process of witnessing his old partner's unannounced appearance.

But the shock is short-lived when his gut-feeling is to counter that with ten times the defiance. Not that he needs it, but his favorite bowie knife helps assuage any remaining ill-ease when it makes a reflexive appearance. It doesn't hurt Chuuya's regaining confidence that his stance instinctively shifts into the aggressive kinetic coil of a potentially vicious offense, awaiting any excuse at all to attack. ]

Ha, look who's talking! I didn't see you there. You blend in too well with the other vermin down here.

[ It's more than a little childish, but that doesn't stop Chuuya from aiming the beam of his flashlight purposefully into his old partner's eyes, intending to momentarily blind Dazai or at least severely annoy him. ]

I heard you were slumming it these days, but seriously? This is a new low, even for someone like you.

[ He expects to gloat over the discomfort inflicted Dazai's way, and has a self-satisfied smirk on hand for the occasion. But instead he gets an eye-full of something that unhinges the smugness curling lips into a sneer, wrenching his mouth into a grimace that speaks of a kind of naked fear neither of them should harbor for one another.

Chuuya knows first-hand the hallmarks of a gunshot wound. But worse still he's skillfully aware of all the brutality it can accomplish. It's the kind of damage which multiplies into bodily devastation, all with just a dash of neglect and the surprisingly brief time it takes for a body to drain of blood. ]

Are you...? [ His voice catches, switching gears too quickly from gloating to alarm to make a smooth transition. And as if to add insult to injury his current train of thought derails long enough for him to stumble through blurting out the obvious as he finally processes Dazai's condition. ] That's a bullet wound.

[ It's beyond him why Chuuya immediately thinks of days past and fleeting moments caught in the freeze-frame of old memories. In those days Dazai often bore the bloody souvenirs from more than just the missions Double Black was lauded for. Even the consequences of a gun's discharge were familiar, thanks to foes or friendly fire, due to Mori's 'disciplinary' hand. Yet reminiscing on the past shouldn't alter the present facts. Dazai is little more than a wounded enemy he owes nothing but spite.

But somehow loathing isn't one of the emotions which flicker across a face contorted in the throws of a secondary sense of shock. It's still not there when Chuuya's flashlight redirects seconds later to the oozing wound. Nor when the grip of his other hand foregoes the knife to instead clutch Dazai's shoulder, temporarily quashing the continuous outpouring of blood.]

Some genius you are. [ He should be yelling. Typically when Chuuya reprimands subordinates with non-fatal wounds his concern and tutelage turns into heated lectures. But right now Chuuya's own voice sounds downright grave in his ears. Words laced with concern and reeking of an anger not directed Dazai's way grind out almost as bitterly as the now focused look behind eyes locked onto the wound beneath his hold. ] Have all those suicide attempts destroyed the last of your brain-cells? It's basic first aid to stop this kind of bleeding before doing anything else.

[ Chuuya has a few guesses where Dazai is heading, but wounded and losing as much blood as his ex-partner is, there's a good chance he wouldn't make it out of the maze of tunnels before losing consciousness.

He reminds himself that it'd be an inconvenience to the entire organization if Dazai died, considering a certain letter of blackmail and it's intended consequences. Not to mention the offense of denying them ( Chuuya personally ) the satisfaction of letting them do the deed, if they'll pay for it in the end.

Which leaves him only one option: Cleaning up this mess, even if it means helping Dazai in the process. ]

C'mon. I've got a first aid kit, give or take some extras in there. It's not much, but that's better than you bleeding out and turning this place into a crime scene.

[ The mission at hand is only one portion of a larger scheme, naturally involving the abandoned tunnels and developing a new smuggling route through them. Part of that entails setting up a network of surveillance cameras along the tunnels and a miniature base in the seemingly decrepit rail-car which is far more functional than it's blacked-out windows and run-down silhouette suggests. All in all, everything about it screams 'covert operation'.

The secrecy this project demands is why he hesitates in simply calling for one of the mafia's medical surgeons. In times when a valuable executive such as himself is on a mission and the situation allows for it, protocol decrees for a medical team to be subtly stationed close by, should emergency measures be required. Today is no different in that respect. But orchestrating the delivery of a doctor for a traitor of Dazai's caliber, and then keeping that under wraps, would be complicated to say the least.

The last thing Chuuya wants is to freely reveal the organization's plans for re-purposing the abandoned rail-line. All the more so considering it's his pet project, which Chuuya has kept between himself, the other executives, and only a handful of 'need to know' personnel who are essential in getting the project started. On one hand, if Dazai and his peanut gallery intervene in the future, he wouldn't only be held responsible, but it would look like the new smuggling route had been an utter failure on his part alone. But in the end he doesn't have much of a choice in keeping his ex-partner completely in the dark. Not with Dazai's powers of deduction. There's no doubt he already knows it's not by mere coincidence that Chuuya is taking a stroll among the railways, and that the presence of a rail-car lying meters away is much too convenient to be anything but involved in what Chuuya's mission entails.

But even if all plausible solutions intersect with keeping Dazai breathing and slightly less broken, he doesn't have to like it. So it's with gritted teeth that he begins begrudgingly steering Dazai towards their destination by the very shoulder gripped within Chuuya's hold. For now, he'll deal with patching up his old partner in the rail-car's makeshift base. Everything else, including suffering regret and self-loathing for so much as even lifting his finger for Dazai's benefit, will have to come later. ]

Hurry up. I'm not in the mood to haul your sorry ass around myself if you collapse.

[guardimom]

[She squeezes him gently, still laughing.]

Why Sans, it has now been a year since we established our home on the surface! It seems as if we stepped into the sunlight only yesterday, doesn't it?

[capsteve]

[Something gen would be great!]

crack works great! gonna go with canon verse tho, cool?

[fucking_kavinsky]

There was nothing. Nothing at all and then Kavinsky suddenly finds himself back in a nearly empty mansion, movers bringing in large pieces of furniture. His mother is there, standing by the door with a drink in her hand, telling the movers where to set the things she wants in her bedroom.

He remembers this day. He remembers it in a weird, clear way. But he also remembers standing on top of his Evo, willing that fire dragon to come for him. The world is a nightmare. And then he went up in flames.

Is this hell? He looks around, getting out of the way when another set of movers comes through the door. He looks down at himself and what the fuck? This is what he wore on moving day, the first day he came to Henrietta. This is definitely hell. Having to experience this all over again, knowing how it'll end. It ends in his death, with him all alone, just like every nightmare he's ever had. Or is that all it is? Did he survive somehow and now he's just dreaming? Or was his death just a dream?

A thousand things are running through his head and he rushes over to where he left his things (so long ago. It's all still there though, exactly where he left them), crouching down and searching through them.

"Joseph, get your ass in here!" His mother calls from the other room, but he ignores her, finding his old cell phone, his drugs, his wallet with his old ID. The gun he used to blow his father's brains out at the bottom of his bag. This is absolutely impossible. He's being completely fucked with.

He goes through his phone contacts and it's full of everyone he knew from Jersey, everyone he tried to get away from. None of his friends from Aglionby or... Ronan. No messages to or from Ronan. "What the fuck. What the fuck." He keeps repeating to himself. He's dead and he's in hell, that has to be it. This is what he gets. This impossible situation that he doesn't want to accept.

So he texts Prokopenko first, because if anyone would know what the fuck happened, it would probably be him. That, and there are only a handful of numbers he knows my heart. Prokopenko's is one of them, Ronan's is the other. His mother is screaming at him from the other room now, so he grabs his shit and leaves the mansion, going around to the side and lowering himself to sit on the grass, out of view. He stares at his phone and then he texts Ronan. What does he have to lose? After what he did? A whole fucking lot of everything, he imagines, but it's worth a shot.

What the fuck happened?

[bratan]

Adam wonders if this guy just said, 'you humans', and the sense of annoyance fades for one of pity. And he wonders what type of neural augmentation he once had, and what must have happened to him during The Aug Incident. It isn't his fault that he was a victim of Hugh Darrow's selfish act towards both the augmented and non-augmented.

He comes to a stop just before one of the narrow streets of Old Town Praha, the area is a tourist trap and many of the people here are suspicious or downright hateful of people like Adam. "Just find any cafe and you'll be sure to find a public computer terminal." He turns his head around to finally look at the guy, and he still has the credit card in his pocket.

And considering how out of it this aug seems to be, Adam knows it might be only a matter of time until the police pick him up and detain him. And that depends on if he happens to have papers, but even then papers don't stop them from shipping augs to the Utulek Complex. "And I wouldn't stay here too long, you've already caught the attention of the police, and unless your papers are up to date, you'll be shipped off to Utulek."

"So, take the credit card, do what you need to and take the next train out of here."

[matobas]

[ Can I interest you in a shitty exorcist or? ]

[anti_altruisms]

[ A dog? Perhaps. He wouldn't necessarily dispute the term if he were at all inclined to answer. It may be Gilgamesh's role assigned from the heavens to judge humanity as he sees fit, but it is Archer's to clean up their messes. Every time humanity is on the cusp of destroying itself, every time they have put their world in jeopardy, it is Archer and those like him who balance the scales.

All Servants are bound to their Master, but beasts of Alaya are slaves more than most.

Archer eyes the weapons that appear, and still, he shows no fear. It's more than a little apparent to him that he isn't being taken seriously. If he had any pride to speak of, he might be offended - as it is, he only considers how to turn it to his own advantage.

Archer dodges the projectiles easily enough and returns fire -- a smooth transition from blades to bright red arrows. He expects Gilgamesh will block them or dodge them.

Still, he maintains his silence. ]

[stringbean]

[ What good fortune he has. It appears his accidental caller is a vampire. He has always found the creatures to be decent reading material, yet he has never been very interested in meeting one. He considers simply leaving now that his suspicion has been confirmed, even if he does sympathize with the situation Axel is in – getting paraded around like a peacock at the zoo.

It almost reminds him of his own childhood and, perhaps, it’s why he chooses to linger for a moment longer. Only to send back a reply. ]

Why don’t I answer the first two for you?

You are not enjoying the position or the circumstance you currently find yourself in, yet you pretend you are. Is it out of formality or out of obligation?

[fifthdoctor]

The Doctor tsks while taking the card and peering at it doubtfully. "That would be difficult. As I have no papers to show them." The cricket ball and jelly babies in his pockets wouldn't do him much good either. Honestly, how hard was it to just wander about the universe anymore?

Wherever this Utulek was, it didn't sound friendly. "It's alright, I've got my own..." he turns to where he parked the Tardis to find an empty space instead.

Where was the Tardis???? "It's gone! Blue police box, it was right there!" The Doctor runs over as if hoping to spot it just around the corner but no, it's properly gone and been moved. Possibly by those oh so helpful policemen.