The Other Wordly meme

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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.

Comments

[cocaptaining]

You can. But, I don't know what help I would be. I haven't studied dream ... stuff. She'd know more than me. It seems like -- you think were hurting ourselves? And you feel uncomfortable in your own skin?

[teenyoda]

Or maybe I just really want to walk around pantsless.

[He took his book back, letting his back slide off his shoulder so he could cram it inside.]

Why is dream interpretation so hard? There should be a manual. Because let me tell you, I've looked over what things supposedly mean and there are about fifteen different explanations for each symbol, depending on which version you go with. It's confusing.

[cocaptaining]

So, what's with the dream interpretation? Do you think it'll help?

[teenyoda]

I'm willing to go with anything at this point. Hell, let's read some chicken guts.

You think Deaton knows how to do that? I bet he does.

[cocaptaining]

[ That, he laughed at. ]

You can ask him.

[teenyoda]

I will.

[Don't put it past him, Scott. He'd do it. 'Hey, Deaton. You got some chicken guts to interpret around here? Or should I just go get you a bucket of KFC?' He'd do it, Scott. He's going to totally offend your boss.]

[cocaptaining]

Do you think it has to do with the motel? We all wanted to hurt ourselves. Kill ourselves. Because of the wolfsbane.

[teenyoda]

Not just because of the wolfsbane. I mean, we all breathed that in and we know it affects humans to a degree. Everyone was tripping balls at Lydia's party. This, though, this seemed to be targeted towards you guys more. Like someone had some kind of bad juju dog whistle.

[cocaptaining]

Yeah, but it didn't work. We're all still alive.

[teenyoda]

[Yeah, Scott. All of you. Thanks to him, Lydia, and Allison. Don't you ever do that to him again or he would totally kick your wolfy little ass. Seriously. You can see all of this in the look he's giving you.]

Doesn't mean it wasn't close.

[cocaptaining]

I know it was close. ...Thanks. Again.

[teenyoda]

[Stiles slung an arm around Scott's shoulder.]

That's what I'm here for. To save you from yourself and your dumb ass decisions.

[And to potentially get him in trouble anyway.]

[cocaptaining]

Hasn't that always been true?

[teenyoda]

Yes it has.

[He smiled widely and patted Scott's shoulder before he let him go and they headed towards class.]