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[meme] open voice-testing for prospective players
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bakerstreet . Deal with it.How it works:
1. Post as your character with Name | Canon if applicable | Preferences (as in whether you'd prefer no smut, etc.) in the subject line. You can choose the scene and prompt yourself or leave it for others to decide.
2. Others respond to your prompt or after going to RNG and entering numbers 1- 15 for a prompt.
3. Respond and play it out!
4. Play nice though. If someone doesn't want to play something out, respect their wishes.
You may use threads from this meme for your application samples!
1. Morning After; The morning after. You guys may have been drunk or completely sober, or maybe the victim of some unfortunately laced magical brew. You may remember or have no clue who this is in your bed or why they're there. But they're there. And you guys did it. Is this a total disaster or a blissful recollection of a night of magic?
2. Popo Shut Us Down; Oh crap, get to the getaway car! You may be innocent or have actually broken the law, but either way, you've got to escape those sirens because the cops don't know or care that you've got a license to kill. Car, boat, chopper, whatever you want, just flee the scene together and fast!
3. Anger Management; Maybe they said something insulting to you, maybe you just don't like their face, but either way you're hit with the overwhelming urge to punch this person in the face. So you do. And everything rolls on from there. Do you get in an overly dramatic fight full of fiery explosions? Is a friendship shattered? Who knows!
4. Wasted Together; You're drunk. The pair of you. So drunk. Shenanigans ensue.
5. Did the Riddler Design This Lair? You were on a mission, but now you've ended up trapped in a locked room. This room could be a kitchen or it could be a secret laboratory or something in between. Either way, you and your companion are forced to solve inane puzzles to get free...though the next room might be more of the same. Seek a way out!
6. Haunting the Fuck Out of You; You're haunting the land of the living as a ghost, and the only person who can see you is...them. Why are you haunting the land of the living instead of wandering off to the afterlife? I have no clue. It could be unfinished business or revenge, or it could just be a big case of it sounded like a good idea at the time.
7. Groucho Glasses. You're now in a very silly disguise of some kind because maybe there were budget cuts for this mission (Don Paolo you are not) and you just bumped into the other person.
8. OH NO YOU DI'INT. You're hungry and snuck down to the castle kitchen for a midnight snack. The fridge is empty. Someone just made themselves a sandwich with the last of the food, leaving only saltine crackers and a mostly empty jar of mayonnaise behind. Get them.
9. It's a Trap!! You have just reached the end of some ancient, mystical ruins in search of the magical artifact hidden deep within. Weird shit happens as soon as you try to take it (collapsing ruins/boulders/Indiana Jones theme optional).
10. Curses! You have angered a wizard/witch/powerful faerie/omnipotent entity/incredibly stereotypical gypsy/all of the above, somehow, because you're probably a horrible person. The next day you discover you've been cursed. The nature of the curse and whether it affected one or both of you is up to you.
11. That Old Black Magic; You have acquired a magical spellbook and decide to test it on yourself or someone else. The results are probably not as desired.
12. Watch Out, They Bite; You were bitten by a werewolf/cat/bugbear/dog/t-rex/tiger/dragon/whatever the hell else you want to have encountered on a mission. There may or may not be some additional side effects.
13. Cue the Angry Mob; It wasn't magic this time, but rather a science experiment gone horribly, horribly wrong.
14. Texts From Last Night; Either go to tfln, and select one, or make up one of your own!
15. Tied Together; you're suddenly stuck together, probably with someone you hate. What are you tied together by? Could be a chinese finger trap, could be some invisible force, could be handcuffs. Dealwithit.gif.
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The HELL?! What is your problem?
Re: 3
I TOLD you to stop insulting me intelligence, jackass. I WARNED you, time and again, to keep yer mouth shut. And yet, there ye go, talking that crap. Again. Maybe now ye'll listen!
[The last is spat right in his face as she glares up at him from her annoyingly vertically challenged height, but that doesn't stop her. That just pisses her off more. And the madder she gets, the thicker her accent]
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I can't work in these conditions. What did I do that Wynn thought I deserved getting stuck with a partner who's a psychopath?
[He spins around, and then glances back at her] You don't just haul off and hit somebody because they thought you had a dumb theory. Guess what? I still think it was stupid! Are you gonna hit me again? Maybe give me one right on the other side, so they match? [He leans forward, taunting her, jaw set]
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Really? You think my theory was stupid? Going in there and actually doing the mission we were sent on, instead of sitting here, coming up with scenario after scenario? THAT is why Wynn put me on this mission, dumbass, to make sure you actually did something!
[And to emphasize her point, she doesn't punch him in the jaw. Tempting as it is. Instead she turns, starts walking off, then spins around and kicks him in the balls. Hard.]
And I TOLD you not to call me a psychopath!
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That's it! I'm calling Wynn and he's going to drag your ass off this mission once and for all. This is over. [He reaches for the phone and starts punching in numbers]
no subject
Sure, go ahead and call Wynn to tell him a girl is beating you up, though you might want to wait till we actually finish the mission. See those meat-heads walking this way? [She jerks her chin in the direction of the three.] Because there's been a threat of physical violence on the property, they are coming over here to detain us until the cops can come and sort it out. [She now saunters closer to Eric, hovering and gesticulating wildly like she is really laying into him, but the guards are still too far to hear.]
They will be taking us to a holding room on the fourth floor, conveniently located right next to the office containing the information that Wynn needs us to retrieve. [She hurries to finish her speech since the guards are getting closer to hearing range. Phase two about to commence. :)]
From there, I will be able to cast a few spells, you'll be able to get into the systems and obtain the information, and we can get the hell outta dodge. And by the way, that other plan I suggested really was crap, I just had to make this look real. This is my real plan! [The guards are finally within hearing distance, so Alainn finishes with a gusto, grabbing the front of Eric's shirt and dragging him to the ground like the psychopath he accused her of being.]
...YOU CHEATING SONOVABITCH!!!
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You-- you--
[But then he gets a hold of himself, even if some red is creeping up his neck, and he grabs her by the shoulders as she throws him down]
Get her off of me! SHE'S CRAZY! [And he'll try to roll her over so that he's on top, so that he can look just as violent :| They start running fast to break the two apart]
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[She allows him to wrestle her to the ground, wanting to keep her eyes on the guards while looking for other surveillance, and cameras. That doesn't stop her from really getting into her role as a jealous ex-girlfriend, though.]
You told me you LOVED ME!! [Maybe some of her own issues are leaking through here, not that she would admit it, and she can't help but try to punch him in the ribs from her awkward angle. The guards finally get there, bodily tearing them apart as the biggest one tries to subdue Alainn, who is still hissing and spitting like a cat.]
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Yeah, well, I LIED! GET OVER IT!! [One of the guards pulls out a walkie talkie, letting them know they've got 'some live ones']
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Get yer bloomin' hands off of me, ye overgrown marshmallow!!
[She grunts again, kicking feebly in Eric's direction, then trying to subtly catch his eye before glancing over at the other four guards. Then the two of them are quickly shuffled into the building elevator, and the guard holding Eric pushes a button on the wall.]
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I'm fine! I'm fine. [Annnnd the doors slide shut on them both, as they are ... taken right up to where they need to go 8)
annnnd scene]