just rp it: one more time

[musedactyl]

how to play.

1. Drop a comment with one or more of your muses. It can be empty if you want me to make a scenario, or you can toss one at me. Prompts are boss. (a word, song, lyric, picture, phrase, a meme prompt, anything). Specify if there's something you do or don't want, otherwise I could throw anything at you: AUs, shippiness, awfulness. You've been warned, son.
1b. If you want to continue a verse we started in another thread somewhere, specify it in the comment or subject line. 

2. In the subject line, you can specify any of my muses you might want to play with (including OCs, who have their own list), or you can ask me to pick someone. No muses are off-limits. Otherwise, I'll pick or randomize someone.
Don't be afraid to ask for anybody - if I'm not feeling it, I'll be honest.
2b. Muses I would really love to play right now, in case you are having a hard time choosing:
Peter Quill, Dean Winchester, Tony Stark, Lois Lane, Regina Mills, Phil Coulson, Cordelia Chase, John Constantine, Pepper Potts, Lucifer.  Also voicetesting Jack Harkness...

3. just rp with me. if something jives really well, maybe we can continue it in another one of these later, sort of like a super casual verse. if it doesn't, it doesn't.

 

Comments

[morethanasidekick]

[ Snapping her fingers in the air and ending in a finger pointing in his direction. ]

Well, at least we're fashion forward.

[starprince]

This is the only planet I've seen crocs, so maybe you wanna rethink that.

[morethanasidekick]

[ Her lips press together and she stares at him a moment, her eyes narrowing. ]

Touche. [ Fair. ] I guess of all the Michael Jackson looks for space to appropriate... you could have done worse.

[starprince]

Hey, Michael Jackson is a national treasure.

[morethanasidekick]

Oh honey. No. We have got to give you a crash course in 21st century Earth. Saying that in the wrong place will get you beaten up, or on a sex offenders registry.

[starprince]

Wait, what? What's wrong with Michael Jackson?

[morethanasidekick]

[ She will immediately break out her phone and hit up Drakenet. ]

You mean, aside from this?

[ She's not even at the bad part but this is a good ice breaker for Michael Jackson: No longer the hero of your childhood. ]

[starprince]

[ he looks at the phone, then looks at her, then looks at the phone

:| ] Oh come on.

I know about Photoshop.

[morethanasidekick]

[ Oh Peter. You sweet summer child.

She'll just, start scrolling through the image search tab so he can see it all. ]

Not even the internet has trolls dedicated enough to do this much photoshop.

[starprince]

I'm almost afraid to dive deeper into this.

[morethanasidekick]

If you do decide to go down that rabbit hole... you might wanna google Bill Cosby while you're at it.

[starprince]

I can't leave this planet alone for five minutes.

Now on the right thread

[morethanasidekick]

If it helps? Mr. Rogers is a treasure that remains pure to this day.

[ I mean. He's also dead but at least it wasn't for Michael Jackson reasons. Just stupid cancer reasons. ]

[starprince]

Great. One of my childhood illusions remains fully intact. Thanks.

[morethanasidekick]

You're welcome. [ Grinning like she either doesn't know she's just shattered his worldview or... doesn't care. ]

[starprince]

Anyway. While I'd love to stand here and let you continue to insult my life, oh right. I wouldn't. So I'm gonna go.

[morethanasidekick]

[ All that earns him is a dramatic roll of her eyes because omg it's not her fault that your heroes are rapey douchebags, Quill. Would you rather she let you keep defending them? ]

Protip space boy. It's not always all about you.

[ Waving him off without an ounce of shame for the fact that she'd just shattered his childhood...She doesn't understand okay this is Kenzi helping and this is WHY you don't come to her for help. ]