m3m3 (
m3m3) wrote in
bakerstreet2013-02-25 03:55 pm
the JAM JAR meme

You know the story: sometimes you see a character you'd love to tag, but your character's canon just wouldn't mesh with theirs. Maybe yours comes from a dystopian future ruled by sentient rabbit overlords while theirs is Greek mythology, or your think their tough-as-nails street cop might be alarmed by your alien cyborg. Maybe their version of history just contradicts yours. Whatever. If only you saw this character in a game setting, where your character would have a reason to talk to theirs...!
Now they do.
The Jam-Jar meme: all the convenience of a jam-jar setting, without going to the trouble of joining a game! Tag anyone you want without worrying about trying to make the canons mesh somehow. (Or just tag your cast-mates. I won't judge.)
Option One: The Spooky Jam-Jar
Someone's collecting individuals from disparate worlds, presumably for nefarious purposes. Comes in three varieties: survival horror, psychological horror, and mystery. Can you and your tag-mate survive your creepy new environment?
Option Two: The Spaceship Jam-Jar
For good or ill, you're all stuck together on this boat out here in space. Do you want to be a hero, a villain, or just a bad-ass space pirate?
Option Three: The Slice-of-Life Jam-Jar
Welcome to the City of Manycanons. Okay, so you're brought here against your will, and you're kinda stuck here, but life isn't all that bad: nobody can die and you're not being experimented on daily. Why not get to know your new neighbors?
Option Four: The Sexy Jam-Jar
Place: the Island of Smutville; Population: you. Something's making you want to have a lot of sex-- maybe it's the water, maybe it's the air, maybe there's even something in your brain or your blood. Either way: you want it, and you want it now. Who's going to give it to you?
Pick a scenario, and for extra shits and giggles, throw in any stereotypical jam-jar events for good measure. A very brief and not remotely exhaustive list includes: body-swap, sex-swap, amnesia, reversion-to-childhood, love-at-first-sight curses, truth-curses, etc. (Please note your preferences in your post. Conversely, don't just assume that someone's a-okay with something just because they didn't specifically state they weren't okay with it.)
Be excellent to each other: don't godmod, respect people's boundaries and preferences, and tag around!

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Edit: I'll try to think up a good memory loss option for when I'm posting it next time though, if people are interested in the meme this time around.
Aya Brea | Parasite Eve | Spooky Jam-Jar ahoy!
...let's not think about that Brea, not right now...
...and now there were more Things to face. They weren't mitochondrial, she could tell that much by the feel of them, and they burned just fine when she had the energy, but she'd entered this place exhausted and that wasn't helping. Right, well, no use worrying about that right now. "Fraser Jeffries Milat..." why not continue swearing as she got the door yanked open and her reloaded weapon shoved into the fangs of whatever it was?
It was cathartic, plus maybe someone else would hear her.
Hyuuga Hinata | Naruto | Slice O' Life!
Well then.
She picked herself up off the floor from where she'd passed out the night before after training and went to shower and change. Today was going to be special apparently because the cuff was flashing after another moment. "Ah...a roommate?" she blinked. Someone else had been taken from their home?
She would have to try to make them comfortable when they arrived! For now though she was running late!
Cool idea. Mind a panicked/confused castmate?
She could hear beeping of the bracer before she saw the young man huddled in the corner. He looked like he'd been in some kind of terrible fight before he arrived. His clothes were torn. His skin was bruised and burned. There were bloodstains on the floor.
He didn't even look up when the door opened. He was too busy fixating on the strange device that was sealed to his arm and the knife he was using to try and desperately get it off.
*facepalm* I don't mind at all, you're a great player after all!
By the end of the day she'd convinced herself there would be a girl moving in and she would probably be older and stronger than herself...and so she'd stopped on the way 'home' to pick up her meal and one for her new roommate, as well as a small cake to welcome them and...
...oh yes, she knew that shrill sound. That was the warning the cuff had shrieked at her when she had tried to remove it. Her steps sped her through the house, food trays left on a nearby chair, until she could find the new arrival, "Ahno! No! Please stop! It won't c-come off!" And he was bleeding already, obviously she had to get the knife away!
She'd figure out identity later.
totally didn't realize who I tagged there! Hi!
"Stay back!!" he shouted frantically as he pushed his back further against the wall. "What do you... you creeps... even WANT with me?!"
Fancy meeting you here! :)
"Ahno...please? Let me wrap your arm? I will t-try to explain this place." He was hurt, and confused, and obviously he'd been taken from some great battle. "It is safe here, as safe as such can be..."
I know, same here!
"Who are you? What is this place? What do they want?!"
Onward to more weird plots!
"I do not know what they want. When I get to close to the tower in the center of the city, or the outer boundaries, the cuff overrides my nervous system and I wake up in the hospital. They require I attend school, good grades are how I receive a living allowance, and beyond that? It is strange town. There are no children younger than ten here, and no elderly..."
If you like weird Naruto plots, you should join the RP comm I'm part of
Those answers left just as many questions. But this girl wasn't harmed. At least, she didn't look like she was. Which meant she was most likely telling the truth. Or at least the truth as she had come to know it.
However she tried to sugar-coat it, they were prisoners.
"What is this... this thing?!" He demanded. He held up a shaky arm, blood running freely from self-inflicted wounds.
I'll look it over but I prefer PSLs and the one game I'm in :)
Cool cool.
Will keep in mind for when I'm managing one game well!
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Mary-Jean | OC 'How to Survive a Horror Movie | SPAAAAAAACE!
Events that took place in Space had a high kill count and a very low set of escape options and that just made her day really. Still, she'd been staring out of the view screen for a good two minutes now and nothing had tried to kill her yet so moving on!
Every ship had a cockpit, and as long as there weren't any pulsing cocoons there or a slaughtered crew screaming in tongues, well, it should be alright...right?
Even odds that the piloting manual was in Korean or something.
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The pod starts beeping once the ship is boarded and it looks like the man's hand is starting to move.
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Frozen guy in cargo bay huh? Which flavor of killer or monster was he then?
Best to go ask. After she checked the shotgun on her back. Rock salt rounds wouldn't punch through the hull!
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Once he realizes his arms can move he starts banging on the lid of the box hoping someone will hear him.
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Fortunately for the person banging on the inside though her conscience could override instinct. It took her a moment to figure out the cycling controls, but soon enough to top of the metal pod was inching upward with a hiss and...she was backing away, shotgun raised and pointed.
She really, really hoped he wasn't going to melt into a swarm of alien bugs and try to eat her face or something.
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He looks at the woman in front of his and croaks. "Where....am....I?"
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Great.
Yes Nathan, the shotgun was still pointed at you. "No idea beyond 'In Space. Who are you?"
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Sean Renard l Grimm l Spooky all the way baby
"Hello," he calls out, "is anyone here?"
The Slice-of-Life Jamjar
roommates? XD
Another prompt suggestion
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