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MEME: Fuck this, I just want to roleplay

FUCK THIS, I JUST WANT TO ROLEPLAY
[ A MEME FOR THE SAKE OF HAVING ONE ]

➘ So, with LiveJournal fucking up big time with the comment threads you have yourself a whole list of shiny usernames and journals backed up just in-case. Until LJ cools its head, let's not let that go to waste.

➘ This is a meme created for people who are right now, just going: FUCK THIS, I JUST WANT TO ROLEPLAY

INSTRUCTIONS

➘ Post with your character below, listing their name and canon in the subject.
➘ Roll 1-10 RNG to roleplay out one of the scenes below or simply just tag!
➘ Roll to your hearts content, feel free to play out as many scenarios as you can.
➘ HAVE FUN WITH YOUR SHENANIGANS

SCENARIOS

01 » FIGHTING - Emotional or Physical. Your characters are not getting along. What do.
02 » DRINKING/DRUNK - Having a beer, dancing in a club, sipping some bubbly in the bathtub, being outrageously drunk.
03 » AWKWARD - Whoops. Your character just walked into something he shouldn't have.
04 » FLUFF - Walking in the rain together, pecks on the cheek, give us cavities.
05 » ROMANTIC - Play something shippy out. Mornings after, confessions, cuddles, smut, anything goes.
06 » IN YOUR SHOES/BODY SWAP - Your character wakes up to find themselves swapped in the world or the body of the person they've tagged.
07 » CONFESSIONS - Spill it. From, I've been secretly pining you forever to yes, I did eat the last poptart.
08 » 7-MINUTES IN HEAVEN - Your characters are now stuck in a closet together for seven minutes (IE, MUST BE AT LEAST 7-POSTS)
09 » CRACK - Why is there a goat in our living room?
10 » WHATEVER - PLAY ANYTHING. THIS IS WHAT THIS MEME IS ABOUT.

HAVE FUN GUYS!
FEEL FREE TO PROMOTE THE MEME OVER ON PLURK/LJ/WHEREVER. |D

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[At least one of them is still guarded about something. If Kamui had been trying to get some closely-guarded secret out of Karen, now would be the time.]

Yeah. Never see it like this. Always up. [She shifts to look more directly at her face.] Yer eyes, too. They're also nice.

[... With Karen looking at her like that, with her still guarded about her feelings when it came to other people but not how she herself felt, she couldn't help herself.

Kamui leans in to give Karen a kiss, not the proper, quick kiss she'd probably have given if she had been sober and somehow inclined to kiss Karen, but a sloppy, messy thing with a lot of tongue involved, a heavy scent of alcohol coming from both their breaths.]

I... think you're really pretty. [Yeah, that's it. 'Cause Karen's pretty and they're drunk. Nothing to do with emotions, at least let Karen think that.] ... Uh, how wassat? I never kiss much.

[If Kamui hadn't, Karen was going to. This conversation has somehow gotten tied up in too many feelings for it to not take this turn eventually. And yes, Kamui probably noticed that Karen was also a lot more into the kiss than her sober self would suggest. And holy crap do I wish I had room for all my icons on this account.]

I, ah... I don' either. Soidunno. Likedit tho. [If kissing was okay, kissing again will be okay, too, right?]

Yeah. Felt good. [Apparently, going by how Kamui was leaning in for another sloppy kiss, her hands traveling up Karen's sides from her hips before winding up somewhere in the general vicinity of her breasts. Shut up, Kamui would find them eventually.]

Uhm. I done this 'fore. Just once though. How 'bout you?

[To be fair, it's kind of a challenge, as Karen's not exactly a Gainax character. See icon.]

Done? [It takes a moment for realization to dawn, and she blushes even more.] Oh! No, this's my first. [But from how her hands are wandering, she seems to feel no qualms about going through with it.]

[Well yes but Kamui's not likely to find Karen's breasts on her shoulders.

Still she gets them eventually, palming them... gently as she can as drunk as she is, which is still roughly, though the amount of clothes in the way and their (lack of) size prevents her from really doing much more than palming.]

I... should be gentle. [Kamui kisses Karen's neck before looking her in the eye and doing her best to look serious, trying to stave off the drunkenness. It sort of works.] Are you sure about this? This is sorta 'duh', but you only get one first time. []... Sort of being the key, there.]

[There's a pleased hum in response to that. Clothing in the way or not, Karen feels enough to enjoy. Not entirely sure of what she's doing, she decides to try the same on Kamui.]

Kamui. [Because using honorifics in this sort of situation seems ridiculous. She concentrates hard, trying to match Kamui's seriousness.] That's why it has to be you.

[That pleased hum gets a pleased hum followed by a pleased hum at the touch. Kamui's breasts aren't that big nor are they that small, just the right size to hold in one's hand, and the drunken nature of what's going on seems to be working in Karen's favor for now. The awkward, clumsy groping is perfect for Kamui's tastes.]

... I see. [And, yeah, that actually gets Kamui silently contemplative for a bit, before she finally sighs and kisses Karen's neck again, whispering in her ear. A bit drunkenly, but still fighting to keep that slurring away.] I'll make it as memorable as possible. ["Because soon the memories will be all you have."]

[Rejected! Kamui is not allowed to think depressing things. If Karen learns how to read minds she will have to reprimand Kamui for her behavior.]

[In the meantime, though, Karen's just going to have to settle for feeling up Kamui's breasts. She's always thought Kamui had a nice chest, which is one of the aforementioned closely-guarded secrets she's now drunk enough to fess up to.]

Mmm. I'll try t'be mem'able, too. [Well, that concentration didn't last long. Must be the neck and the whispering. Sadly, if Karen was sober enough to playfully point out that "memorable" isn't necessarily a good thing and imply that Kamui secretly had something evil planned, she'd also be sober enough to be too nervous to actually say it.]

[Kamui takes a good long breath, heavy with the smell of alcohol, as Karen gropes at her. Kamui's closely guarded secret is that her breasts are actually really sensitive, but fortunately it's not something she'll have to confess herself. The little moan is probably more than enough proof of that.]

Haaa... [Oh, yeah, Kamui goes to pour them each one last drink, spilling a little onto her clothes as she overfills the glasses. Oh well. Hey Karen, hope you don't mind having a drink suddenly shoved in your face.] Let's... drink to not forgotten each other. Ple... pa... peas?

[Yeah, some things are hard to miss. Karen's definitely going to remember that tidbit, as that moan is one she wouldn't mind hearing again. Perhaps at different lengths and volume levels.]

[Oh, what a shame, Kamui, you've gotten your clothes dirty! You'll have to take them off as soon as poss--oh here is a drink suddenly.] Yeah. T'never forget eachothr. [She holds the glass in the air. ...at an angle, so now her clothes are a mess, too.]

[She taps her glass against Karen's in spite of the fact that she's pouring it on herself, causing some more to splash onto them both, then chugs whatever hasn't ended up on either of their clothes.]

Geez... we a mess, aren't we? [Lurching forward, tipping Karen's glass over more, placing her hand over Karen's smaller one and basically forcing her to drink whatever hasn't spilled. Then sighing.]

Bath...? Can do it there. No fun when you're all wet. [Logic!]

[Karen still manages to spill about half of what's left onto the floor. She doesn't really mind, though.]

Yeah, less go. Bath is good. We cn take off r' clothes. [She sees nothing wrong with Kamui's logic, and adds some brilliant insight of her own.]

G' idea. [Lean over, kiss Karen's neck again, then... stand up. Or try to, anyway, she ends up having to lean on Karen for support and then sort of lifting them both up. At least she's strong, or they'd both have toppled over by now.]

Jus'... lean on me. Where the bath?

[Being strong is going to be very helpful if she intends to keep going for Karen's neck like that. Because Karen's rather on the shaky side, even more so than drunkenness would imply.]

S'zis way. Down th'hall. [That's the closest one, anyway. Large villa is large.]

[Kamui leads her down the hall, one hand braced against the wall and the other giving her support to Karen, slowly getting them to the bathroom.

The door opens with a bit of doing, given that she turned it the wrong way twice then tried to just slide the door open without worrying about a knob, but eventually she gets them both in, letting go of Karen near the wall in case she suddenly wobbles over and stumbling over to the bath.]

Bath or... or... the other thin'? [We didn't have showers when I was your age, young lady.]

Baffis fine. [For those who don't speak drunk, Karen is indicating that she finds the bath to be an acceptable route to take. Which is fortunate, because she's still having trouble standing. Especially as she starts pulling off her clothes in preparation for, well, everything that's about to happen.

It's a pretty nice bathroom, too. The tub is huge, big enough to seat two young women (well, okay, you know what I mean) comfortably.]

Kaykay. [And Kamui is agreeing with that arrangement. And also reaching over to help Karen with her clothes, and maybe ripping some stuff along the way but who cares, it's to be expected when she's both drunk and using her other hand to take off her own clothes, tossing whatever she takes off of Karen into a mixed up pile with her own clothes.

Sorting through that will be a pain, but Kamui isn't quite in a condition to care about the future.]

Yer're beautiful. [Kamui drags Karen as she undresses her and herself, finally getting the last of her own clothes off as she starts to run the bath. Maybe a bit hot but oh well, and while they wait she can occupy herself with things like Karen's lips, and trying to get hers against them without bumping their noses together or something.]

Fanx. Yeralso really. Beutaful. ...ready said that. [Kamui's plan will become a bit easier with Karen's assistance, as she takes the opportunity to try to stop them both from embarrassing themselves by continuing to drunkenly compliment each other. Also, to kiss this beautiful woman who is suddenly standing naked in her bathroom. How did that happen? She can't help but run her hands over Kamui's skin, as if to assure herself that, yes, this is actually happening.

She hasn't even thought about their big pile of assorted clothes some of which have become fragments of clothes. That's a problem better suited to sober Karen, who won't be available for a while.]

S'nice to hear it 'gain. [Kamui will help reassure her of the fact that this is reality by... bumping their noses a few times. Not too hard, but still. Eventually she gets the angle right for kissing though, and once the bath is filled up a decent bit she picks Karen up entirely, thanks to her strength and Karen's relative lightness, and lowers her into the bath.]

Temp... Te... hotness good? [She pokes her toe in, then lowers herself in after the other drunk. Bit hot, but Kamui's used to heat.]

[Full-service bath. Karen could get used to this. Probably shouldn't, but could. It's a little on the hot side, but that's fine with her.] Sgood. Hotness and... nevermn. [That pun wasn't going anywhere worthwhile. She pulls Kamui close once she's in. Watching her step in has been a very clear reminder of what they've set out to do, and she doesn't particularly mind if they bump noses a few times in the process.]

[Kissing is nice, especially with the hot bath. Once the tub fills up a bit more Kamui reaches to blindly turn the water off, then pulls herself closer to Karen, pressing herself against the smaller young woman.

Yep. Good thing Karen stopped that pun, because bad wordplay is one of Kamui's turn-offs. She kisses, bumps noses, kisses, then trails her kisses down to clumsily bite and suck at Karen's neck.]

Pretty neck. [Which is why Kamui is leaving lovebites. Duh.]

[Karen's response isn't anything coherent. What she's learning from this is that her neck is very sensitive to things like this, and Kamui is being quite merciless about it. Instinct is starting to take over, and for now it commands her to keep Kamui this close, wrapping arms and legs around her.]

[Karen clinging to her like that is... kind of attractive, to Kamui. She's used to protecting people and making daring rescues in the nick of time, beautiful maidens and the like, so that gets her blood pumping just on instinct.

Also, they're naked. That helps too. She's drunk but still perceptive enough to notice just how... easy it is to please Karen, when it comes to her neck, so she becomes even more merciless, biting and nipping and kissing and sucking, rough without being painful. Or too much so, at any rate.]

[Karen doesn't mind being the beautiful maiden. It's kind of an embarrassing secret, given her own role as a heroine, but hey. It doesn't matter, though, because more complex roles like those are starting to evaporate.

Karen's hums turn into moans, growing more desperate. The tiny nips of pain are like exclamation points on the pleasure, which is already going beyond what she can handle. All she can think is that she really needs to do something for Kamui, too. What was she doing before? Ah. Her hands come back around to Kamui's front, slipping towards her chest.]

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