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A Picture is Worth.... Meme

A Picture is Worth.... Meme
This ain't your mama's meme. Forget your RNG, forget your tired old prompts.
A picture is worth a thousand words.
It's easy. Comment with your character. Then go comment around.
But instead of pre-filled prompts with words or numbers, you find a gif or image (any gif/image from any canon or scenario you please) that sets the scene.
The picture is the prompt.

WARNING: THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY. AND POSSIBLY NSFW AND THERE MAY BE TRIGGERS.
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[Oh, a lecture. He hates those, and yet, he's not the least upset or offended. In fact, he's actually smiling. Knowing him, it could be because of who's giving it.]

Really? I don't know. I'd say my life is pretty good, all things considered... Is there any reason I should reevaluate things?

[See this look, Edgar? Yeah, that's for you. But she'll still fill up your drink for you all the same because she doesn't lecture people she doesn't actually like a great deal.]

I'm simply saying, it's very hard for any girl to take what you say to them seriously when she knows you've said it to a dozen other girls before.

Mmn. My brother says that all the time. As if he'd know anything about women...

[Your look only serves to make his heart go a-flutter, Tifa. And the drink just helps to ease him up; an eased-up Edgar is a less inhibited and more playful Edgar. Watch out.

And if you must, try not to hit his face, yeah?]

When you say it, it makes perfect sense... I wonder why that is?

[Besides, you know, the obvious. He downs the rest of his drink and trails his finger along the moisture on the counter.]

...hm. But I don't lie when I talk to women, Tifa. Never. I mean what I say to every last one of them...

[He leans in a bit, a weird grin on his face visible just below the redness associated with too much gin and whatever else was in that drink she just made him.]

Why the doubt? Has a man been dishonest with you in the past?

[But Edgar, how can you get sympathy from the ladies if you haven't got a black eye to show them?]

I work in a bar. Men are dishonest with me all the time. Usually only about small, silly things though. Like not having had enough to drink yet.

[She'll also push a bowl of pretzels toward him. He shouldn't drink on an empty stomach.]

It's not doubt. I think you sincerely do like women as a whole. It's just that ~~Incredibles 'when everyone's special no one is' gif~~ when you meet the girl that's right for you, she's not going to think she's any different to you than everyone else. You just might have to find an entirely new way of talking just for her.

[Wounded pride, puppy-dog eyes maybe?]

Hm.

[Ignoring the pretzels for now, he leans back some and folds his arms in a minor challenge, lips curving upwards.]

You make an excellent point, dear Tifa. However, that's assuming I treat the woman I love -- the one that's right for me -- just the same as any other. Which I don't, believe it or not.

[Oh, he wants to wink, but it requires too much effort. With as much as he's drank already, he's not up to it. He'll just muse and smirk instead.]

[Pssh. Puppy dog eyes don't - oh, fine. Okay. Maybe sometimes puppy dog eyes work. Mostly.

Moving on.]

Really? [Tifa will bite. She happens to like Edgar so it was never a lecture that he was a terrible person to start with, more one of the ways she vocalizes when she worries about someone. So she's sincerely curious - and hopeful for both his and hypothetical girl's sake - when she asks:] How's it different?

Interested in filling the position, are we?

[Don't punch him, don't punch him!

Dropping that wince a moment later, he tries to sit up straight and put up appearances that he's not as half-drunk as he really is. Which is pointless, all things considered, so he shrugs and slouches again.]

Well. Aside from her having my undivided love and attention, and my showering her with gifts and tokens of appreciation...

[That does sound like Edgar with any woman on any day ending in -y, but his voice gets a little serious shortly thereafter and he adds--]

...I wouldn't treat anyone else the same way. Minor compliments and smiles, sure, but she would be the only one I'd love.

[Just kidding, just kidding. Hitting people that hit on her isn't a good way to keep a bar open. Besides - she'd have to be taking him seriously. Which she's not. That dry, dry look that's almost enough to sober a man should be indication of that. Almost.

She will keep listening though and while the first part of his answer, yes, doesn't sound all that different from business as usual, it's the second part that has the thoughtful look and the long pause as she mulls it over.]

So it's not a matter of changing so much as... focusing, hm?

[He watches her expression shift from disbelief to mild curiosity. Something just short of a slam dunk for him.]

Precisely.

[And because he cannot help himself...]

Still interested?

[And there - he's getting that look again but after a moment it changes, goes a bit more thoughtful and she'll rest her elbows on the bar top for a moment, voice softer as if she's sharing a secret with him.]

I like you better when you're not flirting, Edgar.

[Straightening back up, she'll add:]

And I think your idea just might work. Once she catches on to the fact you've stopped hitting on everyone else. That might be the part that takes longer than expected.

Is that so? Hm. Then I shall never flirt with you again, Tifa.

[Legendary Mode, tbh. To Edgar, flirting is akin to breathing, but that won't keep him from trying. Especially if she's going to speak to him in such a way.]

I have faith in my love for a woman. She'll see.

[He nibbled on the end of a pretzel stick.]

Soon, hopefully.

Mm.

[She likes believing in people, so she's going to give him the benefit of the doubt on that no more flirting bit. Not that she's going to lay gil on it either though. If her ears could perk though, they would at the last bit.]

Soon? That sounds like there already is someone.

Sadly, no. I'm just being hopeful.

[Oh. Right. He promised not to flirt with her, didn't he?

That included the non-verbal aspects of it, such as the hint of a smile in his eyes, wanting to wink, or the slight suggestion in his smirk.

He underestimated how hard it would be, especially with Tifa around. Hindsight was twenty-twenty, after all.

He was going to need a stronger drink.]

But if I play things right...

[Tifa's only here to help, Edgar. Or make life more difficult. It depends on who you ask.]

Give it time. When you least expect it someone will show up on your doorstep and change everything before you realize it. You won't know what hit you.

[Her faith in that is absolute. Her faith in you is doing pretty good too, Edgar. So far, so good. You're almost pushing two minutes of not flirting. Don't blow it now.] And if you play things right, the bartender might get you another drink. Something with a little paper umbrella?

[She was a strange mix of help and a test of his will. Those two minutes were painful but he was determined, if anything else. He was rather proud of lasting two minutes.

~~Get your mind out of the gutter.~~

Sighing and smiling weakly, he gestured with a hand.]

A blue one, I hope?

[~~she's sure she has no idea what you're talking about~~

She's rather proud of him lasting two minutes - and counting! - so far herself. She'll have him up to Cloud levels of obliviousness in no time. Wait... is that something a girl should be proud of?

Edgar still gets a bright smile, she understands he's busy fighting the good fight.]

Blue is the best color. [And while she's mixing something up, she'll ask] So, this girl that's going to appear in your life one day - what do you hope for? Really, not just flippantly.

{OOC: we've got a storm coming in. Not expecting trouble but I might be offline for a few days so head's up ;)}

[No comment on Cloud. Really. Because he and Edgar are as different as night and day, if that wasn't obvious enough.

Anyway.

The smile she gave him was worth the agony of restraining himself -- it also made things that much more difficult but luckily, he had a drink to look forward to and interesting conversation to entertain.]

Really? Hm...

[Truth be told, Edgar never sat and thought about the ideal woman for him. Truly. It was much easier for him to say any woman would do but in reality, that was not the case. Not at all.

He drummed his fingers on the counter.]

Well. She'd have to be very patient and smart, of course. And strong. Not necessarily physically, although that would be more of a bonus than anything. But strong of character and of will. All the makings of a good queen...

[OOC; Oh, no worries at all. Please be safe!]

[She'd actually asked the question to give him something to think about other than the trail of not flirting - and also because she was genuinely curious. So she listened while she mixed him a drink and hummed a soft sound thoughtfully at the end. Not bad qualities to look for. The drink he gets set in front of him has it's promised blue umbrella - as well as being a jolting neon blue itself. She'll act like that's normal though.]

You want a partner. Someone who can help you and handle the pressure.

(OOC: thanks. will do ;)

Essentially, yes. But I'd rather things be more...intimate than that. So she'd have to be loving and caring and adventurous.

[He left things at that, perhaps purposefully, perhaps not. Either way, he'd no plans to delve further into that particular topic.

Instead, he focused on the drink she gave him. Strange and unusual color -- they certainly didn't make them like that in Figaro, or in any bar he'd ever been to. He eyed the drink almost suspiciously, then squinted at her.]

...is this supposed to be blue?

It's blue?!

[Tifa managed a pretty good impression of alarm for a second before giving in and smiling.] It's called a Slow. Cloud found the recipe. I just haven't found anyone to try it on yet.

[The look said she might or might not just be teasing him before it softened and she nodded.] And there's nothing wrong with wanting a partner, a best friend, and a sweetheart all in one package. You're more than just a king after all.

[Very funny, Tifa. No harm, no foul, though. There was even the ghost of a smirk on his face as he regarded her.]

Apparently. I'm also your guinea pig.

[Slow, eh? Nothing slow about the way he approached it: after a shrug, he tipped his head back and took a hearty gulp of the blue drink.

Once the drink went down the proverbial hatch, he straightened and smacked his lips together, letting the flavor settle on his tongue before it registered, at long last: sweet and refreshing, with a little bite.]

...mmn. Discovering that recipe has to be the second best thing Cloud has done.

(OOC: Now if only we had an excuse to get all the FFers together for drink testing and deep canon discussion ;)

[The slightly smug smile she gives him says he might just be right about the guinea pig comment but she doesn't see him protesting. The smile loses it's smug edge and just goes pleased however once he's had a chance to test it out.]

Well, the recipe wouldn't be any good if he hadn't saved the Planet first to find it on. He's very good about finishing all the steps of a quest. I'll show you how to make it one day. You'll have even more tricks up your sleeve to be the life of the party.

[The drink downed completely moments later, he passed her the glass, quite satiated.]

I'm looking forward to it, Tifa.

[So much for that whole non-flirting thing. Oh well. It was a valiant effort.]

[OOC; Aaah. That would be the best thing. Seriously. Who needs Christmas if something like that can really happen.]

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A Picture is Worth.... Meme

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sorry for the delay - Monday happened

No worries!

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That is the most awesome link ever. /saves

lol - isn't it?! My Cloud actually did find that and pass it along.

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