A Picture is Worth... Meme.

[yohko]

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.
Some images will not be able to be hidden behind cuts, so please be aware that triggery material may be found within.

If you post an image that is violent or sexual in nature please LINK it, do not embed it into the comment.
<a href="http://IMAGEURL" _fcksavedurl="http://IMAGEURL">TRIGGER WARNING GOES HERE</a>
Feel free to use this template to stick your image in there.
<img src="IMAGE URL" _fcksavedurl="IMAGE URL"width="400"><br />

Good resources for images/gifs are weheartit or tumblr. For not so safe for work gifs/images go here and here.

Original Meme here.

Comments

[hulkbusted]

[Waking up in the middle of nowhere is sadly an all too familiar experience for Bruce, but he'd been doing so well that it's still disappointing to find himself waking up in the dirt wearing a pair of half-destroyed pants and little else. His phone is long gone and so is his wallet, which leaves him with few options but trudge across the open plain, looking for some sign of life or civilization. At this point even a phone pole would do.

When he sees the distant flicker of a campfire, he angles in that direction, doing his best to look harmless and nonthreatening.]

[deskjob]

( Eve loves her job — she loves the excitement and the travel, loves the quiet moments in between and the adrenaline, and that she does what is necessary, what is good.

Right now, it's more of a quiet moment, campfire and looking entirely non-threatening because a beautiful woman travelling on her own in a tiny camper van doesn't raise suspicion, even if the van is stuffed full of surveillance equipment and more than a few weapons. She's here to observe and only intervene if it becomes necessary.

There hasn't been any suspicious activity, though, so when someone walks towards her camp, Eve doesn't (visibly) tense up. )

Hello?

[hulkbusted]

[He only sees one person as he gets nearer, which could be good or bad. It isn't as though he has anything to steal and he's long past fearing for his own safety, but avoiding confrontation is high on his to-do list and he knows he looks like the sketchiest of sketchy characters right now.]

Hello? [Calling out when he's still far enough away that he can distinguish that the lone camper is a woman, but not so close that he can be any kind of threat.] Can you point me toward the nearest road?

[deskjob]

( if eve were any less trained, she may have worried, felt threatened no matter how harmless he tries to appear. as is, she is more interested — a man, likely american given the accent of even just those few words, in nothing but dirty and torn trousers. it doesn't take a genius to figure out that there is some story there, and eve has been sent to gather intel. )

If you're going to try and hitch a ride looking like that, you'll only scare the locals.

[hulkbusted]

[She might be surprised to learn how often people will help a guy out in straits like these. He's had to learn from experience.]

I can walk if I have to, but first I kind of need to know where I am.

[He keeps walking until there's about 20 feet between them. Enough room to give anyone a head start if he proved to be as crazy as he looks.]

Can you help me with that and the road?

[deskjob]

There's a map in my tourist guide. ( Because she's just a tourist and harmless. And he seems awkward as hell, but rather unthreatening — not that she's going to let her guard down anytime soon regardless. )

You don't have to stay at a safe distance, I'm not going to bite.

[hulkbusted]

Thanks. [He heads over to the campfire immediately, keeping it between them despite her reassurances.] I wouldn't be surprised if I look like I'd bite, but I don't.

[The moment his muscles start to relax from being locked against the chill, the first shudder hits.] I appreciate the help.

[deskjob]

( Eve watches as he comes closer, though she's subtle about it — no weapons that she can tell, and it would be difficult to keep one hidden in those trousers, ripped as they are. )

You might as well warm up. ( Not unkindly, though it isn't really a request. ) And tell me what on earth happened to you.