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memeticisms ([personal profile] memeticisms) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2013-07-08 08:13 pm

The Other Wordly meme

The Other-Wordly Meme

Words are magical things; they can have so many lovely connotations and varied histories.
Words have family trees just like people. They are linked to each other.
Some words are full of flavor and color and describe things you never suspected there were words for.
Words are why we're here.

The meme is simple: post a comment with your muse's name and canon in the subject line.
List any preferences you may have ("No Shipping," "No Smut," etc.), if you decide to leave the next step up to responders.
Responders (or original posters, if they so decide), go to the Other-Wordly blog and hit 'Random' until you get a word. Use the word as a prompt to write up an RP scenario. Do this several times, if you like. Mix and match. Have fun with it!
Don't stop with a word, though! Words can often have etymologies that are at odds with their current meanings. Words can shift connotations over time. Let your imagination carry you with the words as its wind.

caelus: made by chatona for me dnt ({can we be astronauts?})

god, that's too perfect.

[personal profile] caelus 2013-07-09 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Since welcoming her aboard the Enterprise, Jim had barely said a word to Carol--Dr. Marcus, much less made himself apparent to her if he were in the same room. It wasn't that he was avoiding her, no, that definitely wasn't it.

He just usually had captainy things to do when he was in her general vicinity.

Only he'd suddenly found himself cornered by a none too happy looking Dr. Marcus in the passageway on the way to his quarters after the late watch.

Shit. He grinned widely like nothing was wrong. "Dr. Marcus, good to see you." A beat. "Isn't your quarters that way?" He pointed back the way he came.
lifegenerating: (IN PLAGUE-TIME)

their relationship in a nutshell.

[personal profile] lifegenerating 2013-07-09 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
While their relationship couldn't be defined by any normal or even abnormal standards, there was definitely a relationship there. Sometimes they slept together, sometimes they enjoyed coffee together, and sometimes they fought Klingons together. What they didn't do, however, was ignore each other; their personalities, their accomplishments, their essences were too great not to notice. Carol understood this, and she figured that Jim did too. It was obvious that there was something there (something that even she didn't fully comprehend or perhaps didn't want to), but god he just couldn't ignore her. You didn't have great sex like that and just forget. That was against the very law of civilization -- hell! The very law of existence.

So, with that in mind, after pulling on double shifts for the express purpose of hunting him down, Carol tracked and cornered him in the passageway near his quarters. It was a familiar location, even though she's only been on the ship for a few weeks now and three times previously. Her face was already haggard and stern after that twelve-hour shift, but Jim's flippant replies makes it even more so. "Oh, are you speaking to me? I'm sorry, with the way you've been treating me for the past few weeks, I thought you forgotten who I was." Her voice was marinated in sarcasm and the taste was very strong on her tongue. Carol put her arms at akimbo, raising a brow expectedly.
caelus: made by chatona for me dnt ({you're joking yeah?})

[personal profile] caelus 2013-07-15 09:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't forget who you were. That's ridiculous." he says. He didn't much like the way this conversation seemed to be headed. His internal warning system was flashing the red alert and he couldn't help but look for the easiest egress route out of there.

Too bad it was only back the way he came.
lifegenerating: (CORRECT)

[personal profile] lifegenerating 2013-07-15 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
She notices his glances away from her to down the way they came and she lets out a derisive snort. Says the person looking for a way out from an angry, hundred-fifteen pound woman.

Carol sarcastically laughs, folding her arms across her chest and looking away from him. "Then please, enlighten me." She's rather looking forward to his ridiculous excuse.