the island of misfit prompts

[dyslexic]

Because sometimes you can't decide what meme to post to and you'd rather choose from a bunch of random disjointed prompts instead.


1. You're trapped in a McDonald's. It's only a matter of time until the McNuggets run out or the McFlurry machine breaks …
2. You're trapped in an elevator and it's like that M. Night Shamawhatever movie so the devil is haunting you in it and you're probably going to die.
3. You're trapped in one of those giant meat freezers and slowly freezing to death with the other person in the thread. Will you huddle together for warmth like Seth Green in that one move?
4. tfln. Everyone good random prompt meme needs tfln.
5. mpreg. See above. Aliens? Genetic mutations? That breeding stable meme redux? It happened, and now you've got to get your shit together.
6. You have a big secret to tell the other person and now is your only chance.
7. You woke up naked in a hotel room with the other person and no clue how you got there. This is some The Hangover-type shit.
8. Kinky times. Because every random meme needs a smut prompt, too. Get your 50 Shades of Grey on.
9. Body horror. You and/or person b are mutating into a zombie/robot/vampire/furry/cthulu/etc. and it's freaky ass shit.
10. Disney time. You and person b are now acting out the Disney movie of your choice.
11. Roadtrip! One car, one … cup?
12. Ghost, Patrick Swayze style. You or person b is a ghost, and now you're trying to communicate with them from the other side. (NO POTTERY.)
13. Human centipede. I'll just leave this one up for interpretation.
14. Mr. and Mrs. Smith. You and person b are both keeping huge secrets from each other, but one of you is getting ~~suspicious~~!
15. High school AU. What it says on the tin.
16. ZOMBIES!!!!!! Were you bitten? Are you hiding out in a shack somewhere in the middle of a post-apocalyptic wasteland? Better figure that shit out.
17. A raccoon is trapped in the house and now you and person b have to figure out how the fuck to kill it.
18. You're dying a slow tragic death so you better get those last words the fuck out.
19. You're possessed by a ghost/demon/yeerk/whatever the fuck. Fight for dominance or … don't, no one actually gives a shit.
20. You're connected by a red string of fate to the other person and you follow it and find them and hook up? Get hella kawaii.

Comments

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[robinsparkles]

I didn't realize it was a cause for concern... Are you installing Norton Antivirus or something?

[agent_romanoff]

[Natasha quirks an eyebrow and shakes her head]

That's not the security I was talking about.

[She reaches to her ID clipped on her belt and throws it onto the desk next to the computer] But I suppose the computer security should be checked too. I mean, this isn't the best fake ID I've ever had, but it still passed through the system.

[She presses a few more buttons on the keyboard and steps back. There's nothing else she needs to do now than wait for the program to finish running] And this thing wasn't so difficult to get into.

[robinsparkles]

Wait a minute. [ it's all coming clear now... sort of. she side steps further into the office, holding up one hand in warning ] You're breaking into the files? Why?

[ her eyes dart to the discarded badge ] Who are you?

[agent_romanoff]

Because it's my job.

[Natasha steps around Robin and stands between her and the door. She doesn't want her running off before she can finish explaining.]

I'm Natasha Romanoff. I'm here on behalf of SHIELD. [She smiles] We would like your help with something.

[robinsparkles]

SHIELD? Is that supposed to mean something to me? [ her eyes narrow ] Did Barney put you up to this? Because if anyone could get a redhead to pull a fast one on me, his name would be at the top of the list.

[agent_romanoff]

Barney? [Natasha raises an eyebrow] Who's Barne- that's not important. [She shakes her head. Okay, so this might be harder than she thought.]

SHIELD is the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division. We're a counter-terrorism and intelligence agency. [That much is already public knowledge. Well, at least to some of the public know about it.]

You really haven't heard of us?

[robinsparkles]

[ ... nope ] I'm Canadian. [ her tone makes it clear that that should explain everything, really. ]

[agent_romanoff]

[That was mentioned once or twice in the personnel files Fury sent her. But with the amount of time Robin has been here....

Natasha makes a mental note to stop assuming things]

We're a branch of the government that deals with..[how to put it delicately without giving too much away about, well, aliens] situations the FBI aren't cleared for. Most of our operations are covert, sometimes they get out- put into the public eye by the media- and that's why we'd like your help. We need to limit that.

[robinsparkles]

My help? As in me-Robin's help or Channel 7 news help?

[agent_romanoff]

Both, in a way. Channel 7 have agreed to let SHIELD put this onto the system, but that's it for our involvement. We just need you to keep an eye the program, and delete anything that gets flagged by us.

[They would do it themselves, but they don't have the resources to cover every media station everywhere. Fury and the council are still debating about whether or not they can get away with doing it from their side on a secure server.]

It's your call.

[robinsparkles]

And you're saying my boss knows about this?

[agent_romanoff]

[Natasha nods]

His bosses have told him i'm here, but he doesn't know what i'm doing here. They're aware of it though, they're the ones who agreed to it.

[They're the ones SHIELD has connections with]