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[everylittlethingido]

If you lack one or more of the things necessary to do this meme? Lie or type in 'first thing to my left' and search Google or something. It's just for fun. I mean, if you're spamming this meme with 13 characters you can just pick the third or fourth item as needed just so you don't have 13 characters all getting hit by phones while wanting Reese's peanut butter cups. It's cool.

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Jaime Reyes | DC Comics

[escarabajo]

[Set to unnecessarily dramatic JRPG music!

Jaime may be just a bit stressed out--there's giant crab monsters everywhere, for one, and for another, one of them has just done something to his central nervous system and the Scarab is freaking out and HE'S freaking out--and all he wants is to fly out the nearest window and plan his attack, or something.

Except he just flew right into a door.

God damn is he out of it.]

Edgar Roni Figaro | Final Fantasy VI

[edgar_roni]

[Welp. The background music is Personal Jesus. Edgar just got hit by a plastic cup but what he really wants is a gray pillow.

He's not that screwed. Or is he?]

Sherlock Holmes | Sherlock

[the_new_sexy]

Song: We Can Make The World Stop by Glitch Mob (Video contains spoilers to Sherlock)
First thing to my Left: Textbook: Financial and Managerial Accounting
First thing to my Right: Mobile phone

Zidane Tribal | Final Fantasy XI

[monkeytailed]

[Well, at least the music is something that he's used to.

He brushed the gloves off of his head and frowned at them and then frowned at the closet. He needed to ask someone...by rights, the treasure he was looking for should be in here! But no. It appeared to just be...clothes. Maybe he had the wrong manor?]

...geez...

[everylittlethingido]

What are you doing? [His magic doesn't work on living things! This is an established thing! They're currently fucked!]

[temptsfate]

[The cup isn't a big deal. The plate more of a deal, however. And let's not get started on the utensils being lobbed in their direction.

The gentlemen had apparently really pissed off someone. Or someones. Perhaps with a proposition involving grey pillows, and, by extension, beds, and in turn what could go on them?]

Do you see a way out? [Implied: either an exit or a way of placating th- was that a knife thrown at them?

It was.]

Re: Sherlock Holmes | Sherlock

[ftws]

[So, Britta has just been hit -- well, Sherlock has thrown a mobile phone in her direction (she was able to dodge it though) and now she wants a business textbook. Perhaps to throw back? Idk.

And, oh, this is all being done to hip, techno music that Pierce is blaring in his car in yet another feeble attempt to look cool.]

Don't take your frustrations out on me, dude. [Britta may have paid over a hundred bucks for the textbook, but don't think for one second that she won't toss it at Sherlock like a frisbee. At least she got one skill from dating all those hippies.]

Kid Flash | Teen Titans

[speedforce]

[What's up with the music? (It's intense JRPG battle music, and KF certainly doesn't remember listening to it, much less downloading the song onto his music player...)

He winces, staring at the barrage of pillows that had just struck his face. God, why did it have to be pillows? He just wanted to finish his biology homework!]

Come on, guys... Can't we have our pillow fight after we write our post-lab up?

[womanwhobeatyou]

[That vixen, she's a master of disguise, I see danger when I look in her eyes.

This isn't the type of club Irene enjoys frequenting but for the moment she's here, ducking as a glass of water flies towards where her head had been just a few moments ago, reaching for the map on the table to her left.]

Couldn't have indulged the cliché and met up in a dark alley, could you, dear?

Matilda Reith; original character; F/M for smut, otherwise OTA

[pervertedhealer]

*This is playing: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aoOFhf_qWPQ

*She just got hit by a pillow. She wants a damn blanket.*

Now's not the time for a pillow fight! Geez!

*She looks who hit her with the damn pillow with an unusual (for her) WTF face.*

[edgar_roni]

[Oh fuck. It was a knife. Edgar quickly ducked below the table they'd been seated at. Self-preservation at its finest, folks. A funny thing, considering this was more or less Edgar's fault for hitting on that women. How was he was he supposed to know she was married?

Don't mention rings.]

I can't see much of anything right now, unfortunately.

[There went a few more knives, some forks, a shrimp fork... They really went out, huh?]

[temptsfate]

[And Setzer followed as the brawl raged on.] Maybe if you said you were sorry...

[Hahaha, just kidding, that wouldn't do a damned thing and he knew it. And they couldn't just...beat them up.

Well damn.] They're bound to run out of utensils eventually.

kate bishop ➶ young avengers

[trickd]

SONG: Ghosts, by Laura Marling | "Lover, please, do not fall to your knees it's not like I believe in everlasting love."
LEFT OBJECT: box of crackers
RIGHT OBJECT: potted plant

[edgar_roni]

[Setzer was right. They ran out of utensils moments later, and despite the little break in the chaos (during which Edgar dared to peek over the edge of the table-slash-fort), their malefactors were at it again.

With furniture.

He ducked back down again, narrowly avoiding a chair.]

...maybe if you hadn't taunted the husband's enforcers!

[youthful_psymaster]

[Set to this. And have a annoyed (and cute) girl that got hit in her head by a router and wants some chocolate cake.]

[hisguardianangel]

[Set to this music (by Various Manx, 'Pocałuj noc (do Ciebie)' = 'Kiss the Night (to You)']

[Katan just got hit by a bottle of mineral water. But what he really wants right now is Joseph Conrad's novel, 'Heart of Darkness' Not that he had time to read some human novels right now, so it was a strange thought. It reminded him of that time when Archangel Raphael told him to read 'Romeo and Juliet', saying "maybe it'll make you notice your stupidity".]

I don't have time for this.

Duncan || Dragon Age

[ofthegrey]

[CCR is rocking it out in the background with Fortunate Son. Ironic. Duncan isn't feeling all that fortunate right now.

Not when some maniac on an exercise bike just managed to run him down. Never mind that the bike is stationary. No one ever claimed this had to make sense.

Rude considering he had just managed to carefully balance an aromatherapy candle light in one hand while gripping a Furminator™ firmly in the other. Mabari don't groom themselves, you know.

He picks himself up off the ground. The rocks are a wash. He'll never find them all. Good thing it's hard to stay angry with the soothing scent of lavender wafting from where it has spilled on his armor.]

[the_new_sexy]

This entire situation is idiotic. And the lack of mobile service in this city is repulsive.

[He gestures to Pierce, who is apparently passed out in the front seat from whatever medication he was taking for his back.]

And now with the car out, we'll simply have to walk.

[ftws]

Wow, this mature side of you is very attractive.

[She follows his gestures, frowning at the sight of an unconscious Pierce. Britta should really go and see if he's alright...]

Oh no. We have to be physically and environmentally friendly for once!

[the_new_sexy]

No, we'll have to walk, which is really just a waste of time considering how little we have left before the culprits flee the country.

[ftws]

Who knows? Maybe they'll take a siesta. [Ever the idealist.]

[temptsfate]

It seemed like a good idea at the time. [READ: It seemed fun. Speaking of, maybe now would be a good time to shout a second round of taunts?

He's going to do that unless someone stops him.]

[1/2]

[edgar_roni]

That is never a good time! The man is outraged, he is out --

[2/2]

[edgar_roni]

...

[Edgar paused upon noticing that all too familiar look on the gambler's face. The same look that usually preceded bar fights. Oh hell no.]

Whatever it is that you're plotting, don't.

[temptsfate]

Are you sure? It might break this stalemate we have going.

[Meanwhile, a stool flies overhead.]

[edgar_roni]

It would only make things worse. Do you want them to come at us with torches and pitchforks?

[temptsfate]

In the time it took for them to get the proverbial torches and pitchforks we'd have a break in the barrage. Maybe. Besides, aren't you bored just waiting here?

[edgar_roni]

I would prefer a less suicidal approach, thank you very much.

[He made a mental note to avoid public outings with anyone who never feared for their life, and especially those who took great pleasure in taking risks.]

[temptsfate]

Then how would you suggest we get out of this, majesty?

[He's enjoying this.]

[edgar_roni]

[He wasn't.]

Perhaps when they stop launching living room sets our way...we make a break for it?

[the_new_sexy]

[he glares]

I'm not even going to dignify that with a response. We need to get moving.

[ftws]

You did dignify it with a response, thank you. [With an air of flair, Britta flips her blond curls with a hand before walking off.]