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t h e TRAPPED TOGETHER m e m e(expanded edition; originally from memebells @ lj)

Ever wanted to tag a character yours has no good reason to know? Ever wanted your character to be forced to interact with someone they're supposed to hate? Now's your chance!

You character has been trapped somewhere-- and they're not alone. Pick the scenario(s) and genre(s) you're open to, and post with your choices and character's information in the subject line. Use the random number generator or your own discretion to reply to others' posts.

SCENARIOS:

1. TRAPPED IN AN ELEVATOR The old standby. You're stuck until someone can rescue you, or until one or both of you can get this box moving again.

2. TRAPPED IN AN UNDERGROUND BUNKER Maybe there's a nuclear winter, or maybe you were just exploring and wandered in here. Either way? Right now, you're stuck.

3. TRAPPED IN A CAR You were driving long-distance when your ride broke down, so now you're stuck in the middle of nowhere until else someone happens by.

4. TRAPPED IN A MALL AFTER HOURS Somehow, you managed to get stuck in the mall after closing. Maybe you fell asleep in the bathroom, or were hiding in the back of the bookstore, but now the doors are locked, and you've got the whole place almost to yourself.

5. TRAPPED IN A MAZE Entering that maze seemed like such a good idea, didn't it? Only now you can't find your way out, and you're pretty sure you're not alone in here...

6. TRAPPED ON AN ISLAND You should have known better than to trust any three hour cruise or any last minute flight over the ocean. In the chaos you've gotten stuck on a different island from the rest of the survivors (there are others, right?), but you'll probably still be close enough for rescuers to find you if you build a big enough fire. At least you have the island to yourselves... don't you?

7. TRAPPED IN THE WILDERNESS It was a great idea to go trekking out into the wilderness until you got separated from the group you were on, or you lost your map in a mad escape from something... unfortunate. If you're lucky there's a cabin to stay in. If you're less lucky, one of you brought a tent. If not... then you better get trekking home in a hurry. There're animals out there, you know.

8. OTHER/COMBO Any other scenarios that tickle your fancy.

GENRES:

i. Survival Horror
ii. Smut
iii. Gen
iv. Fluff
v. Crack
vi. Action
vii. Other/Combo

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[ a good question! he glances back at the stockpile. it's... mostly cans, and there's not a can opener in sight, and while he could probably punch holes around the top with his horn to open it, that would just be awkward and he has slightly more dignity than that. but just slightly. ]

... You like creamed corn, right?

[Heeeey, no worries. They can use Sleipnir's canine teeth! Those things are good for cutting through pretty much everything else, why shouldn't cans be on the list? Oh, he has dignity; but food comes first.

Who doesn't like corn?

Seriously, just because it has like no nutritional value doesn't mean it can't be enjoyed!]

I'm just making sure. We can't afford to be picky, after all.

[ hopping up and draaaping on horsebff's neck. hey it's cool, fangs on horses ain't no thing. have you seen unimon, now there's a guy who needs to see a dentist. ]

[They can't afford to be picky because someone went on a binge, he means, but Sleipnir's not about to point that out. He loves the little bastard far too much to be an intolerable buttmunch, and when he ends up on his neck, it's like Sleipnir's whole life has led up to this moment, it's so perfect!!!!

...minus the moaning, clawing sounds of the undead from outside. That's not so perfect. But, for the moment, he can't think of anything he wants besides charging outside and kicking some ass.

Did all that eating tire you out?]

[ FAVORITE PERCH sorry Jian for cheating on you with another but sometimes you just can't compare. although yeah the sounds of zombie apocalypse outside does rather ruin the mood. wondering if that lock would hold, though... ]

Not really. But maybe we could take a nap anyway. There's not much we can do while we're trapped here, huh?

[WHO IS THIS JIAN SLEIPNIR WILL REND HIS MUSCLES FROM HIS nah j/k j/k he doesn't care. It's not like he can be everything for him anyway, since he's got performance issues in the first place. And, also, different species and and...

Are you afraid of going outside now? Do you not feel up to the challenge?

WHERE IS YOUR HONOR SIR]

Wha... I'm not afraid! I like napping, but fighting is fun, too.

[ don't talk to him about machine guns unless you want a trigger-happy bunny on your hooves. he rooolls over on sleipnir's neck and just stares at the door for a moment >8| ]

I just don't know how to undo the lock.

[Wow, T-mon's priorities sure are screwed up because there is glory from a battle well fought to be had and he's not into it. He can't undo the lock? What, his hornbeam isn't working? That doesn't make sense. He's seen it do a lot more damage than breaking a lock before...

But hey, he has eight legs and a set of teeth that would make a dentist cry! He can figure this out. He will. He just stands right up and reaches out to take the damn thing in his mouth and...crunch...

...wait, why is not breaking???]

[ shh it's a plot device lock, it probably won't break unless we smooch seven-minutes-in-heaven style. OR... PROBABLY NOT EVEN THEN so forget I even mentioned it. ]

See? There's something weird going on!

[T-dawg please, Sleipnir is pure and innocent and, also, his tongue is almost as big as long as your ear, okay, it wouldn't work out all that well.

He sees the weirdness! He just doesn't believe it. And by Odin, if the lock won't break...surely turning in place and battering the door with all four back legs will work to break the door if not the lock, right?

Behold your Prince Charming and swoon.]

[ hopping down to the floor before horsegodbff decides to use his body as a battering ram and smash him flat against the door like a terrier pancake. he raps on the metal with his tiny fists like ANYONE HOOOME?? ]

I don't know if that's going to work!

[He would NEVER!!!! He's not like Pieceofcrapmon, he won't expect him to churn out fifteen digieggs in the first three years or marriage, get him his booze, and do all the cleaning while he does nothing but get fat. But, really, if he got fat, that'd be okay, because Odin is getting pretty hefty himself.

But it's not working! What is this shit? Seriously, this is redonkulous right now. Not even a dent in the door, and the undead horde is still chanting outside.

This must be the work of my mother.

Yeah, everyone just blames Loki. It's easier that way!]

Would she really do something like this?

[ he just pats horsebff's ankle like THERE THERE, sure we can blame no good dirty rotten pig-stealing Loki!! o9" also let's not mention pieceofcrapmon, still getting over those mental scars. some wounds never heal. ]

[He would, if it pleased him at the time.

PLOT TWIST!!!!! His mother is both in-laws in one! Did he not mention that before? Terriermon will be supportive and understanding, right? Because, really, his Momdad's not in his life enough for it to be a dealbreaker, please don't abandon him!

He has done stranger things.

And wow, when an eight-legged horse the size of an elephant flops down on the ground, there's aftershocks miles away.]

One of those types, huh? Well, I hope that he'd let us out eventu--wait, he?

[ double-taking at first from WHAT IS YOUR FAMILY EVEN and then from miniquake caused by flopping. he flaps a little with his ears to land on Sleipnir's flank. saaaafe! ]

[Oh no, this is going to be a big deal! Gosh, there's a reason Sleipnir never talks about his mom other than the fact of the matter that he never talks about him. Or when he does, it's always like OH YEAH THAT CHILD OF MINE CAN WE NOT MENTION HIM HE'S KIND OF...YEAAAAAH ANYWAY, MOVING ON.

My mother is not a horse.

The longest of sighs, two legs twitch while he gets comfortable beneath tiny little horn head's little body.

Or a female. He's a god, of fire and mischief.]

It sounds like an interesting family!

[ you know how dogs do that shuffling around in circles thing before lying down... then terriermon snuggles against sleipnir's neck. looks like naptime might be a go after all, huh. ]

Well. I guess if you're that powerful, you can be anything you want, even a mom.

Edited 2012-11-25 23:42 (UTC)