MEME: Fuck this, I just want to roleplay

[mezzanotte]

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

Comments

[vulpstyle]

Ugh... Pull me back in, and I'll explain!

[aintno_grave]

[Slowly, he stands up, his hand still firmly clasped around her ankle. Once he's standing up, he moves backward, careful not to trip.]

[vulpstyle]

[ She lets him without putting up a fuss (read as: trying to kick him in the face), but as soon as she's safely back inside, she's scrambling to pull away. BEING IN SPACE ISN'T SCARY, but stranger dangerrrrr. ]

Whew… Okay. Uhm…

[aintno_grave]

Yes, that's always a good start.

[vulpstyle]

Shut up!

Geez... I don't even know why I'm tryin' to explain this... [ She hesitates, then shrugs. ] People in Sabra La Tau don't die permanently. And this [ Gestures at everything ] has gotta be one of the Judge's games, so I figured that I'd try the obvious way out. Either I'd end up in the next area, which'd be awesome, 'cuz you're weird, or I'd have screwed up and I'd be dead and I'd revive later.

[aintno_grave]

Well... I can promise you, guarantee you that this isn't a "game".

[vulpstyle]

There's nothin' else it can be.

[aintno_grave]

Always something else. Been hit with any Huon particles lately?

[vulpstyle]

[ This look. It is so very blank. ]

[aintno_grave]

I'm guessing that's a no. But, this isn't a game -- well, not the game you're accustom to.

[vulpstyle]

There's all kinds of different games. Word games, heart games, dream games, cannibalism, you name it.

[aintno_grave]

Oh, the games I usually -- no always involve saving the world or universe.

[vulpstyle]

Been there, done that.

[ Heaves a sigh, sharp and impatient, and starts to pace. This is way too confusing. ]

[aintno_grave]

What were you doing before you -- teleported here? [She probably didn't teleport, but she doesn't seem to have the scientific knowledge that he does, so it'd be best to use simple words.]

[vulpstyle]

Nothin'. I was just heading out to see a friend, and I don't think I felt anything weird...

[ From pacing to being nosy! She's meandering slowly in the direction of the console, peering at everything. At least she's keeping her hands to herself. ]

[aintno_grave]

Oi. [He points to her, accusingly.] Don't touch anything, please.

[vulpstyle]

I'm not going to! Geez.

[ And true to her word, she doesn't! ] ... Since I'm stuck here for a while... What's your name, anyway, or can I just keep callin' you Weirdo McWeirdenstein?

[aintno_grave]

You could... or you can just call me the Doctor. Everyone does, don't know why though. And what should I call you?

[vulpstyle]

Trixie.

[ No mention of a second name, and. Man, she doesn't even bat an eyelid at 'the Doctor' being his name. ]

[aintno_grave]

[Most people don't want to mention their second -- or last -- name around him. They don't really want to be connected to him, if something bad happens, which is always apt to happen when one is around the Doctor.]

It's nice to meet you Trixie and, just so you know, this isn't the first time someone's "magically" appeared in here.

[vulpstyle]

Maybe you should work on makin' sure it doesn't happen again.

[ Pauses, then huffs out a breath. ] And can we go somewhere else? This place is totally cramping my style.

[aintno_grave]

It doesn't -- it shouldn't. And how is this place cramping your style?

[vulpstyle]

So fix it!

It just is. [ Doesn't wanna say that it's too unfamiliar and (big as it is) too enclosed for her liking. ]

[aintno_grave]

Could always do this. [He snaps his fingers and, SHAZAM!! They're in his previous regeneration's console room.]

[vulpstyle]

[ SO ABOUT THOSE KNIVES…

Sure is holding one now! It's carved from bone, seems to be glistening with some kind of substance, and looks wickedly sharp. Trixie herself just looks startled and. Well... Kind of like a kicked cat. ] H-Hey—!