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bakerstreet2018-09-07 06:26 pm
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TGIF
Friday Night Excursions Meme
It’s Friday night, and you don’t have plans. Or maybe you have some really excellent plans involving your couch and your laptop, but your characters are in dire need of a social life. Grab your friends or text that cutie you swiped right on, you’re going OUT.
Scenarios:
1. Blind Date - You swiped right. Or, maybe this is an old-fashioned blind date, where your friends set you up. All you have is a time, date, place, and a name. Better hope they’re a good conversationalist, or you’ll be climbing out the bathroom window.
2. Game Center - Who’s ready for some SKEE-BALL? Mini-golf, anyone? Grab a friend or a date and school them in a game of laser-tag. Drunken laser tag? That’s what Friday nights were made for.
3. House Party - Sure, you were invited. Your friend’s cousin’s ex-roommate lives here. And you know… that guy. Fred? Fred. Okay, so maybe you’re crashing the party, and it is a rager. Get ready to get blackout drunk and jump off the roof, because it is Friday night and we are here to PAR-TAY.
4. Bar/Club Scene - Well, it’s better than drinking alone. Maybe you came with friends, maybe you’re just desperate to forget your loneliness, maybe you just honestly like sitting alone at the bar with a book. But hey, maybe you’ll meet someone cute, or maybe some jerk will try to slip something in your drink and you’ll end up best friends with the bartender who gets him arrested. Maybe you’ll try out a hip new club and get your grind on.
4a. ALT Bar/Club Scene - When I say BD you say SM. Or, maybe your alt club experience this evening is going to be one of those new hipster speakeasies. Maybe a swingers club? Whatever it is, you’re going to be walking a little bit off the beaten path tonight. Grab your tiger-print thong and curl your mustache, you’ve got an invite somewhere exclusive.
5. Meetup - You don’t need no dang romance (or maybe you do). You’re going to be spending the evening with your new crochet group. Craft beer enthusiasts. Improv acting troupe. Parcheesi players. Only, whoops, turns out everyone canceled except the two of you.
6. Great Outdoors - You know what weekends are for? CAMPING. Pile into the camper or heft your camping backpack, the world outside awaits. And if the wild world outside is a bit intimidating, there are always more suburban outdoor activities, like streaking through a moonlit park or starting a dumpster fire. Probably better to stick with camping. Camping builds character.
7. Great Indoors - The whole reason that humanity invented houses is because indoors is just plain better. You’ve got your couch, your pet, your laptop, some tea and a good book. And maybe a good friend or significant other to stay in and cuddle with you? Go on, invite someone over. You can make dinner, or order pizza, or just skip dinner and get straight to "dessert". There’s no work tomorrow, let’s stay up all night on a Sex and the City marathon.
8. Wreaking Havoc - Ordinary Friday night plans are for losers! Let’s put on our Halloween costumes and go TP a house. Let’s start a riot and party like it’s 1999. Go wild and crazy, paint outside the lines. It’s Friday!
Asra | The Arcana
alexa hase ( original ) ota
Laurent of Vere | Captive Prince
Selene | Starfighter: Eclipse | M/M
Adam Parrish | The Raven Cycle
walder | granblue fantasy | ota
Shigure | Fire Emblem: Fates | OTA
Revali | Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild | ota
Grea ‣ Granblue Fantasy
damon gant | ace attorney | ota
Sara Ryder | Mass Effect: Andromeda | OTA
Bucky Barnes | MCU | Canonmates preferred
Keith | Voltron: Legendary Defender | ota
nancy holbrook | a nightmare on elm street
Duo Maxwell (Gundam Wing)
sun jing | their story
Father Alexander Anderson † Hellsing Ultimate † OTA
romanoff | marvel/mcu
Kaoru Hitachiin | Ouran | m/m
peter parker (mcu) | ota
lara jean (to all the boys i've loved before)
simon monroe - in the flesh
(Voice testing! Canon mates preferred, all shenanigans welcome.)
wade wilson | deadpool
Iseul Song | World of Darkness (Corax) OC | OTA, m/m for shipping
diana prince | dceu
5/6.
[ He's patient, all told, but he doesn't know if he's willing to wait for permission to take his people somewhere safe. If this world doesn't want them, they have to leave, but there's the matter of supplies, morale, recuperation. A temporary stopover would do a world of good for a battered people. And it helps, that no one here knows of Loki's misdeeds, to hold it against all of them. ]
[ When the decision finally reaches them, it is spoken through a small delegation led by a statuesque woman in warrior's garb. He recognises kin, she holds herself like royalty. There's a sword at her back and a lasso at her belt. Thor is not holding Mjolnir, but he aches for it, at once. If only to show the truth of who he is. All he has is the lightning he can call to his hands. ]
Welcome, friends.
[ It's a tattered tent compared to the glory of Asgard that was, Asgard the city. It matters not. ]
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They thwart enemies, help clean up after natural disasters, come together once to hold council on the aliens themselves. It is at this meeting Diana is chosen to represent the League. (Clark feels his own people's failings would shadow any effort on his part. Clark is wrong.) But she is summoned before the UN council as well, asked to carry their answer to Thor. Diana has a sneaking suspicion it's for underestimation purposes, a wolf in the guise of a sheep. No one ever remembers that wolves don't eat sheep. Shepherds do. (And wolves, yes, but the point stands.)
She leads the delegation, opting for her battle armor over a more subdued state dress. If she had remained home, this too would have been her duty as the crown's envoy. This meeting is her first real look at the Asgardians. At the survivors of an obviously proud race. Warriors, their body language suggests, even those hidden beneath blankets and cloaks. All of them tense and waiting to hear their fate. ]
Thank you.
My name is Diana and I have been tasked by the governments of our world to carry their decision to you. [ The accent is Mediterranean; her voice naturally husky, quiet but infused with some natural authority. ] It is this. If you and your people agree to abide by the laws of humanity, you may stay. If you can not, we ask that you leave.
[ She takes a few steps forward, leaving the illusion of safety behind, one hand settled on her hip, just above the lasso. ]
Are there any questions you would like to ask?
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Well-met, Diana.
[ He reaches to grasp her forearm. No kingly attire for him — his tattered red cape, battered armour, and eyepatch are the first look at him; he's cleaned up since he walked to the UN the moment they landed, far grimier than this. It may have stirred compassion in some, contempt in others. It didn't concern him either way, he wasn't interested in begging. The last his people have left is their dignity, it will not be sold or bartered so humans can feel better about themselves. ]
I have said, [ lifting his voice to carry to the others in the group, ] we mean the people of Earth no harm. If there is a place for us here, we will honour it, and seek to repay kindness in turn.
[ His question is: how long will it take for the world to believe that? ]
I have no questions at this time. Please, this way.
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Well-met, Thor of Asgard.
[ She returns the warrior's greeting easily, recognizing a gesture already ancient in the universe by the time her mother came into being. It is a sign of respect and equality, perhaps the respect of battle will come at a later time. One hopes it will be beside this newly discovered race. For now, she can sense no darkness beyond the turmoil of losing their home and many of their people, and her hart breaks for them. ]
The people of Earth are willing to try, Lord Thor. Willing to extend their trust and their home. That is all anyone can ask.
[ She steps forward half a pace, releasing her grip on his arm, then turns and waves the other members of the delegation to either retreat back to the craft that bore them here, or continue on with Diana herself. The choice, as always, will be theirs. ]
I do. [ Have questions. ] Before we discuss anything further, what immediate supplies do your people need? My allies will bring what they can.
Tamaki Amajiki | BNHA
LMAO SURE LET'S MOVE HERE
I hear there is a game of strip rock paper scissors happening in here that someone needs rescuing from!
[ HE HAS ARRIVED. ]
LOOK REAL(ISH) TAGS DONT BELONG IN TFLN
But now there's a raised hand from the middle of a blanket lump, so... quickly, before someone decides to cheat and play scissors on him.]
SURE THEY DO FIGHT ME
He steps forward and reaches out to promptly high five the hand sticking out of the blankets before he stoops down and-- lifts the entire bundle up into his arms. Simply because he can. ]
Who has his clothes?
FINE BUT I DONT WANNA FIGHT CAPTCHA
It's fine. I'll get them later.
[Or someone else will rescue them for him, tbh.]
OKAY THAT'S FAIR
He sure did. ]
If you say so! You should probably make sure to hang on to the blanket then. It was a pleasure, everyone!
[ He moves to bow, but the bundle in his arms makes it kind of difficult, so he just does a slight bend to the waist (you know, like a normal person), before promptly turning on a heel and leaving. ]
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[Oh don't u worry, Inasa, he's not letting go of that blanket until he's safely in bed, and maybe not even then. Hermiting away in draping fabric is one of his specialties after all.
It's just too bad he missed some of those stunned faces. Definitely not looking forward to the questioning later, though.
But he didn't... actually count on Inasa bowing before leaving (somehow... blame the booze), so the sudden movement has hands emerging from the blanket again to cling very, very tightly to his knight in shining armor's shirt. Please don't drop him.]
Todoroki Shoto | BNHA
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Inasa heads out the door and manages to take a few steps away from it when he promptly stops and looks around him. He has absolutely no idea where he's supposed to be going or what the end goal even is here. His eyes finally slide down and he tilts his head. ]
So...
Where should I take you?
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And... he has a good point. This is where the plan stopped, and he was left in the arms of a relative stranger - a relative first year stranger - mostly naked. And clinging. And really, really drunk.]
Third year dorms... If you know where they're at. If not, then uh. I. Can't direct you from here.
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Inasa quietly hums to himself in thought for a moment before finally busting out with a wide grin. He turns on his heel and heads off in-- a direction. Is it the right direction? Who knows! But that's the way he's heading. ]
Well, I've always wanted to wander UA's campus! Even if it's only the dorm area! It wasn't here when I took the admission test!
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But. Okay. Sure. They're moving again, and if Amajiki is being trusting enough to be rescued, and carried, then he supposes that he can trust wherever he's being taken, too.]
Well, it did go up practically overnight. And you'd be in the first year dorms anyway.
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Drunk people usually don't remember I did anything. I've tested it a few times.
[It's a way more sinister way of saying that if drunks are wandering down the street he tells them to go sit down for an hour. Sure, it probably caused some problems, but they were going to be causing their own problems for that hour anyways.]
Anyways, let's get you back to the dorms before you just melt into a puddle or something.
[Physics can only help for so long.]
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So, what are you doing this Friday?
It had been an innocent enough question when Kieren had sent it, without expectations attached, and indeed no indication of what was to come.
When they'd come to stay in London briefly, they had mutually agreed to keep a low profile. They could move about the city without their coverup more often than not, and there had been laws put in place specifically for the protection of the city's considerable PDS population. But it was still safer, everyone agreed, to go out in groups in case anyone got any funny ideas. Here it was just the two of them though, now that the Prophet's people had determined Simon to be a traitor.
Still, Kieren mused as he egged the other man on into a small shopping mall for a change of clothes. It could be much worse. They could be here alone. Simon could have opted to decline. After all, concerts probably aren't much up his alley. But Kieren is so excited, more energetic than he normally is, openly pulling him along by the hand.
"I promise you'll look just fine," he sighs as he drags Simon along into one of those shops that papers its walls with band posters and "edgy" slogan tshirts, hoping to find the man something a little more fitting to his particular scene than a cable knit sweater and comfortable slacks.
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[There's a lingering pause as the implications sink in, before Todoroki just nods and accepts it for what it is. If corralling drunks was the most sinister thing Shinso did with his quirk, then he wasn't about to lecture him on that.
And, okay, he really had less room than most to do any lecturing about extracurricular quirk usage anyway.
Right now? He's definitely more concerned with actually getting to bed. Someone's bed. His or Shinso's didn't make a difference right now, because the objective was set - get back to the dorms before he melts into a puddle. Ergo, he won't melt if he's back at the dorms, but might if he stays here for much longer.]
That doesn't seem pleasant, you know.
[Just. Don't mind him taking some things a little too literally.
At least he can manage to stand on his own, though he does look (and feel) incredibly unsteady on his feet.]