dancinpenguins: (| domo | turn it out~)
Arden ([personal profile] dancinpenguins) wrote in [community profile] boxofdactyls2011-09-03 12:01 am
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[randomizer] memebells is for pussybitches

➔ Randomizer style, because it's my favorite.
Option one: hit up www.random.org/ and use the randomizer to pick a number between 1 and 8. Now match that number to the themes below and drop a comment with your muse, setting up the scene.  Let us know in the subject line what number you got.  Other people will respond to you and RP it out!
Option two: just drop a blank comment and I (and other people, if they want) will roll and respond, noting the scenario in the subject line and setting up the scene.  
➔ Multiple threads are cool!  You guys can play with each other too, not just me, if you want.
➔  For the complete randomizer experience, feel free to do what I'm gonna do and take a randomizer to your muse list to figure out who to tag people with.  B)


<ONE>

SHAMELESS DATING MEME.  You two have been a couple for a long long time.  What in the world could that be like??? lolarious, that's for sure.


<TWO>

BAD PICK UP LINES.  One or both characters try to woo the other with the worst flirtation attempts ever.  Worst... or best???

No, definitely worst.


<THREE>

VENGEANCE.   One or both of you wronged the other in some horrible way.  Time for payback, Liam Neeson style.


<FOUR>

COLLEGE ROOMMATES.  This one is pretty self explanatory, I think.


<FIVE>

TRAPPED IN THE CLOSET: THE R KELLY EDITION.   One or both of you are trapped in a closet, while some sort of ridiculous drama unfolds outside of it, in it, around it, who cares.  See Trapped in the Closet, Chpts. 1 -22 for more details.


<SIX>

THE FUCKING TERMINATOR.   Maybe you're riding the bus together, or waiting in line at the DMV.  But suddenly the fucking Terminator shows up from the future to kill you both.  For some reason.  ESCAPE.   FIND OUT WHAT YOU HAVE IN COMMON THAT COULD LEAD TO A FUTURE ASSASSIN COMING AFTER YOU.  BOND.  STUFF.


<SEVEN>

JURASSIC PARK.   You've both been invited on this tour of an amazing new island theme park... but shit went bad pretty fast.


<EIGHT>

SAME GIRL:  THE R. KELLY EDITION.
 You've both been banging the same girl.  Or guy.  Whatever.  And you just FIGURED IT OUT.  WHAT NOW.

<OR>  MAKE UP YOUR OWN! 

slay: ats (1.08) (the love thing.)

[personal profile] slay 2011-09-08 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ PULL OUT YOUR BERETTA, R. KELLY. SEE WHAT HAPPENS. ]

I missed you tonight. [ Buffy nods as he sits on her bed, but instead of snuggling closer, she turns away from him. ]

I know. I needed to be --

I get it.

No, I don't think you do. You can't. That's the point. If you did, you wouldn't be here now. [ There's a sharp edge to her tone. ]

Buffy --

No. Don't -- Don't do that. It takes more than husky-voice Buffy. Although it its ... you know. Helping. In that tough-to-stay-mad-at, brooding puppydog kind of --

Buffy. That's not what I -- Someone's here. [ Buffy stops short in her rambling, which was starting to involve gesticulations, and she looks up, then around. ]

Oh. ... Huh?

[identity profile] teendean.livejournal.com 2011-09-09 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh... shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit



yeah now he's really pulling out that Beretta. That's what his gun has magically turned into. He gets it ready.]
slay: ats (1.08) (the cutting it out thing.)

[personal profile] slay 2011-09-09 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Angel looks around for a moment, not answering. Buffy rolls her eyes and throws her hands up. ]

Hey. Nosy vampire-guy. A little clue would be --

There. [ She deflates in her frustration and her gaze darts to where Angel's looking. The closet. Her expression flattens and she slowly gets up off her bed, regarding the closet with some anxiety. Slowly, she moves closer to the door. She doesn't grab a weapon -- she's the Slayer, okay, she don't need no weapon -- but reaches out to pull the door open ... ]

[identity profile] teendean.livejournal.com 2011-09-10 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Ok, he's out of options obviously. So he


BURSTS OUT OF THE CLOSET, waving the gun like a psycho]


Freeze! Nobody move!
slay: ats (1.08) (the battle-ready thing.)

[personal profile] slay 2011-09-10 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Buffy isn't gonna take that shit. She reacts instinctively, kicking up to knock the gun out of his hand and send it clattering across the floor. Then she grabs Dean by the shirt and shoves him up against the closet door. When she ... recognizes him from school, her expression gets confused, offended and then disgusted. ]

What are you doing in my bedroom? [ A beat. She interrupts before he can answer. ] Other than putting your bid in for a creepmaster of the year award, 'cause I gotta say, you are way up in the polls right about now.

[ Angel's just hanging back and watching because that's how he do. ]

[identity profile] teendean.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[He holds up both hands, like HEY I'M TOTALLY INNOCENT HERE]

What's he doin' coming in the window?
slay: ats (1.08) (Default)

[personal profile] slay 2011-09-18 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
He is my boyfriend. Still waiting on your excuse. [ She shoves him back roughly against the wall, scoffing/groaning and throwing her hands up, turning around. ] Does everything evil in this town just know where my house is on instinct? Was there some city-wide memo I missed?

[identity profile] teendean.livejournal.com 2011-09-23 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, I'm not the evil one. I'm tryin' to help.
slay: ats (1.08) (Default)

[personal profile] slay 2011-09-23 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Help? Help what? [ She turns back towards him. ] Share with the class, Dean. What are you helping? -- Other than yourself to my underwear.