The Tag Someone New Meme

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THE TAG SOMEONE NEW MEME

How It Works

Sometimes, memes can be awkward. There's always that feeling that, if you don't know the person behind the curtain, you'll be intruding somehow. Don't worry. We've all been there. Still, it's nice to have that little reassurance that hey, it's cool. We're all in this together and we just want to play. That's where this meme comes in! The point here is to play with someone you've never played with before, OR play with a character/canon you're unfamiliar with. The prompts provided include mundane activities, chance meetings, platonic fluff, romance/smut, fighting, and crack. This is pretty much the granddaddy of meme variety, so there should be something for just about everyone. INSTRUCTIONS - Comment with you character(s). In the subject field, put all the info that's relevant + any preferences. - Reply to others. Remember, the goal is to play with new people! - The initial set of prompts is in this post. The subsequent sets are linked GoogleDocs. - Use the RNG to get your prompts. - Have fun!

1. The story starts when...

These prompts are all-purpose. 1. The story starts when your character tells the truth. 2. The story starts when your character hitchhikes. 3. The story starts when your character tries to pick up a reward. 4. The story starts when your character misses his/her train. 5. The story starts when your character tells a secret. 6. The story starts when your character tries to stop a robbery. 7. The story starts when your character agrees to a dare. 8. The story starts when your character answers a newspaper ad. 9. The story starts when your character tries to cover something up. 10. The story starts when your character recognizes someone who doesn't want to be recognized. 11. The story starts when your character moves into a new home. 12. The story starts when your character is reunited with an old friend. 13. The story starts when your character tries to help a lost child. 14. The story starts when your character decides s/he wants revenge. 15. The story starts when your character accepts a new job. 16. The story starts when your character goes to the hospital for help. 17. The story starts when your character bluffs through something. 18. The story starts when your character finds the car won't start. 19. The story starts when your character inherits an object. 20. The story starts when your character walks out on a partner. 21. The story starts when your character wakes up in the wrong bed. 22. The story starts when your character goes on a blind date.

2. Fluff

These prompts are all platonic and fluffy.

3. Romance/Smut

These prompts are romance and smut-related.

4. Fighting

These prompts have to do with fightan'.

5. Crack

These prompts are cracky and include things like animal parts and genderswap.

Get the code for this meme [here].

Comments

Wow, never got to do that... all tabletop here.

[mintycrinos]

Wolf. He knows that she's a wolf. He isn't frightened of her, either. This is bad. Dimly she wonders, then decides that she should simply kill him. Throw him from the rocks, maybe, to make it look natural. Yes, she has to kill...

She drags herself to her feet and tries to lunge, but stumbles over her own paws and crashes, whining in pain and helpless anger. There is an almost bone-deep laceration on the inside of her back right leg, running up to her stomach, and with most of her adrenaline gone she can't put any weight on it, much less brace to leap. It's painful, humiliating, infuriating. She has to Change. If she can reach Crinos form, the Delirium will do the rest -

Her flesh begins to ripple. It's slow going, but she pushes herself hard.

It was... weird, but that was the other players.

[boy_druid]

He's not completely without any instincts of self-preservation, and when she starts to lunge he rises to his feet in an instant, fluid and swift and crouched to fight or flee. It's quickly obvious she's not going to reach him though, and his posture relaxes again as his voice turns to sympathy. "That looks bad. Will you let me help you?"

He looks a little surprised as she begins to shift, but still not shocked. Whoever he is, he's pretty hard to faze.

[mintycrinos]

By now, even through the haze, it's clear to her that something is not as it should be. He isn't frightened, he knows how to watch himself, he wants to - help her? And she is changing, and he isn't panicking.

Wary curiosity overcomes her rage; she shifts past the Crinos form until settling in human form, an enormously tall and well-muscled woman with a long frayed auburn braid, pale and clammy from pain and blood loss, though not as dizzy now that the Change has smoothed out some of her wounds. Crouching, tense, she stares at him, as though daring him to respond to her clearly unnatural nature.

"Kin?" The question is quiet, but pointed.

[boy_druid]

There's that birdlike little tilt of the head again, and he edges closer, hands loose at his sides so she can see they're empty. "D'ye mean the fae? No... I'm not one of them. That looked like it needs stitching, but I don't carry a first aid kit..." He rarely needs one, after all. "But I have seen yuir kind before, ages ago."

[mintycrinos]

Fae? She tilts her head in a gesture that mirrors his, clearly confused. The words are lost on her - but his sincerity shines through, to instinct that has never truly needed words. She uncurls somewhat and lets him see her injuries more clearly, the deep claw marks along her leg and stomach where the plain white cotton clothes she wears are dyed a deep red with hints of black. The deeper cuts stink - the Black Spiral Dancers spared her nothing. But there is altogether too much blood on her for all of it to be hers.

"No," she says softly. "No stitching. Will heal. I need water. Drink, clean." She hesitates, still pinning him with a thoughtful amber gaze. "Not Fae. And you... not human."

[boy_druid]

"Aye, I'm sure ye will, but how quickly?" Very slowly, both so she won't think it's an aggressive mood and also because he is a little wary, he slides the tall backpack off his shoulders. He doesn't even need to open it up, because there's a mesh pocket in the side that holds a big metal water bottle. Surefooted but cautious, he moves down the rocks just close enough to offer the bottle out to her. She'll be able to reach it without really getting up, but he's not quite in easy striking distance either.

"Nnnn-no." He answers slowly, retreating a step once she has the bottle. "I'm an immortal." He puts up a hand quickly, palm out. "Not a vampire, mind ye, just... an immortal."