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THE LAST [X] ALIVE MEME

Everyone likes to think of themselves as unique, but what if you weren't just a bit different. What if you were the only one like you at all?

Well you'd end up in a sexual scenario obviously. Lets find out what one.

Instructions:
1) Post your characters, their canon and your preferences. Make sure to note if there are scenarios you aren't into, some of these could involve non-con, dub-con, incest, pregnancy etc.
2) Either roll up two numbers or pick a pair that you like, reply to other comments. Alternatively use your own comment to provide any number of short introductions to scenes you would like to play.




First, what are you the last of?

1. The last of your sex. The battle of the sexes had to end one way or the other. And you are the lone remnant of your side. Maybe it was a virus, radiation from space or a purposeful purge, but you're the only one with your genitals left.

2. The last of your species. Your mother? Dead. Your father? Dead. Your siblings? Dead. Everyone who shares your genetics right back to the last time the evolutionary tree branched? Dead. Except for you. Welcome to the 'good as extinct' species list, buddy. Don't matter if you're a human, vampire, unicorn or panda, you're all there is.

3. The last of your organisation. If it was the noble empire that ruled the world, the brightest band of stars of the musical world, practiser of a now lost art or the criminal association that terrorised the innocent, they're all gone but you. By assassination or accident, you're the only one carrying the (literal or metaphorical) mark identifying you as the last of the world famous group.

4. The last of your home. Remember that sleepy old home town of yours? In that lovely home country? Possibly on your beloved home planet? Well, you're the only one that does. If it was war, an accident or just the passage of time, you're a refugee who can never go home.

5. The last of your lineage. Congrats. You're so orphaned you don't have a trace of any family anywhere. Unfortunately, it turns out that your bloodline is kind of important. Maybe you're royalty or the heir to an enormous fortune, maybe your family has been prophesied to overthrow the Dark Lord. Whatever floats your boat.

6. The last...whatever. Sorry, didn't catch that. You're the last whatever you want to be.

Oh, so you're the last [X]? That sucks. So what's happening now?

1. In hiding. There's a reason you're the last, after all. Something nasty went down and you're hiding from the consequences. Sadly, the time has come for your secret to be revealed. If you're confiding in a trusted friend or you slipped up and are being blackmailed, you two now share a secret that links you together.

2. Milking it for all it's worth! Yeah it's sad and lonely and all that, but it's also a way to cash in. You control the only supply of whatever you are and demand is high, baby. You're famous and loving it. And look at all those groupies you've got without competition getting int the way...

3. Not quite the last. You've been alone for a long time now, without anyone who can really understand what it's like to be you. Good news! You're not as alone as you thought. Turns out there's another last [X] out there. Through fortune or active searching it's time for you to meet and emotions are guaranteed to run high.

4. Rebuilding. Just because you're the only one around doesn't mean you have to be the last. Could be that you're spending your days in a laboratory under going attempts to artificially increase your numbers...if you want to or not. Even if they can't biologically help, a certain doctor might have been a shoulder to cry on too. Could be that you're looking for that first apprentice you'll use to recreate your once proud group. Or you're just trying to spread your genes the old fashioned way, all day every day.

5. Getting even. Your [X] is dead...murdered... And someone's responsible! You've dedicated your life to justice or revenge. But once you've got them in your sights, something happens. Maybe killing them isn't enough and you need to humiliate them first. Perhaps dedicating your life to someone has created some odd feelings that have mixed with the feelings of the sex drive you suppressed getting this far. Or even worse, they've turned the tables and you're the one who is on the receiving end. They could always be feeling guilty and you could forgive them too...

6. Something else. You're probably more creative than me. Come up with something cool, why don't you.

 

Comments

Fa Mulan | Mulan | OTA

[notreallyping]

Santana Lopez | Glee | OTA

[thesantanalopez]

clara oswald | doctor who

[somethingawesome]

OOC

[riverborntorun]

OOC: What do you think we should do with these two? Last two humans? (ish in River's case) Last two women? WATCH OUT, UNIVERSE.

Spike | Cowboy Bebop | M/F for smut

[seeyoulaterspacecowboy]

Elena Gilbert | The Vampire Diaries | OPEN

[trustisearned]

Shane Walsh | The Walking Dead | OTA

[shanewalsh]

buffy summers | btvs

[mustbetuesday]

olivia dunham | fringe

[nexttomygun]

Flynn Rider | Tangled | OTA

[thesmoulder]

[daydreaming]

[idk maybe there needs to be a ~royal heir~ or something noble like that?

IDEK WHAT IS THIS.]

raven darkholme | xmfc

[andproud]

A nameless knight ♘ A Fairy Tale for the Demon Lord ♘ m/f

[charge_sword]

3.1
The Knights of Asgard were once the peace keepers of the world, a powerful military organisation based in the Holy Kingdom. Their mass produced living weapons maintained justice across all borders, protecting the world from dangers. Until they went too far, and the world turned against them.

All the knights were destroyed in an enormous war, the Holy Kingdom lost its power and became a civilian state. Some desperately yearn for the return of the warriors, others curse them as the symbols of a tyranny that choked the world. Some fear them for the atrocities they committed in the name of peace. But it is a matter for historians now, because there are none left to be judged

None but one. For five years, the nameless knight has wandered the world, homeless and alone. Revealing himself could mean death, so he kept his artificial nature and history well hidden. But after five years, he was bound to slip up eventually. He had thought he was alone out in the wilderness when he bathed in a lake, but he had realised too late someone had seen his body without the covering cloak. A body with large patches of red artificial skin and metal strips fused to his ankles, wrists and jawline. He was definitely a knight, anyone could tell.

They had escaped him, but he had received a communication to meet the one who had discovered his secret at a particular room in a particular hotel. Waiting for them, nerves shot up and down his spine. Were they friend or foe? Was he doomed or had he found someone to confide in at long last?

((ooc: Or roll your own, I'm down.))

River Song | Doctor Who | ota

[hullo_sweetie]

Sookie Stackhouse | True Blood | ota

[preciousfairy]

Legolas | LOTR | m/m

[mirkwoodprince]

Kadaj | Advent Children | m/m

[merepuppet]

Loki | mcu | m/m

[bitterbrother]

Nyota Uhura | Star Trek | ota

[talented_tongue]

Bilbo Baggins | The Hobbit | m/m

[masterburglar]

jaime lannister, modern au, game of thrones.

[oathsbroken]

[nolady]

[ Brienne? I can do modern AU; I love the backstory! ]

Katniss Everdeen | The Hunger Games | F/M

[stillplaying]

Kate Bishop | Young Avengers

[tryit]

Zack Fair || FFVII: Crisis Core|| OTA

[makoeyespuppy]

rose marigold | alan wake

[allofhisbooks]

River Song | Doctor Who | OTA

[riverborntorun]

Irene Adler ↠ Sherlock (BBC)

[herrin]

2 - 2

[bakedstreet]

There is only one dog left on Earth. A stocky, grunting thing, he's all humanity has of what used to be a varied species. An English bulldog, stalwart and weathered, he's not the most beautiful of dogs. There's no long, silky hair to tie up in pretty little ribbons. There's no cute little face that could be stuffed in a purse and garner a great deal of ooooh what a cutie!s when out and about town. In fact, he looks a bit more grizzled than most, considering the scar that runs down over one milky white (and blind) eye and takes up the majority of one side of his face.

He got it being brave, his "owner" tells people. He got it helping rescue orphans from a fire, he tells them. In reality, Gladstone got it from an accident.

But he still looks like a pretty brave little bastard, truth be told.

What to do with the last dog on Earth? Profit, that's what. People want comfort when everything's in ruins. People want something they can hold and talk to without judging them. People want a pet.

So that's what this strange fellow who's taken charge of Gladstone is doing, capitalizing on people's suffering. There's extreme charges the longer a person wants to spend time with the dog. He's spent a weekend with someone who paid a cool million for it—not that he understands it, of course. He understands better food and beds, but not much more.

But, ah, there's a time for bravery and a time for laziness. Gladstone has decided his time as a cash cow (he is a dog, and he hates this term) has come to an end. So it's one night that he's supposed to be sleeping soundly with a couple of kids in the same bed that he deems to be his last. There's a grand story of how it happened—disguises were had, there was leaping across roofs and over sheds, there was a great deal of adventure behind it all! But, eventually, he finds himself scrambling into a window that was barely opened. Gladstone, however, is a hound of mystery, and managed to lift it up enough to fit his fat body into.

It's a new house. It's a new smell. The smell of a woman—a very fine woman—and that's always refreshing. It usually means Gladstone gets a bath and, sometimes, a rub down. So he follows the smell of perfume (hard to come by, from what he's gathered) to its owner, as quiet as he can possibly be.

Which isn't very quiet; his nails tap against the floor and his sniffs are loud, considering he's picking up a new scent and, also, is a grunting lardball that can't be quiet to save his life.