meme } { random rp shenanigans

[iluvroadrunner6]

OKAY. My tags are low which naturally means I should be doing open RP things for all the world. Therefore! TAG IN. You can either request a character and/or a type of scene, or tell me to surprise you (surprises will most likely end in crack), and I will lob people in your direction. If you want a specific verse to go with that person, specify.

I'm easy. Just tell me what you want to play and we will play it.

TYPE OF SCENE.
① Action → Gun fights, bar brawls, fights to the death are all possible scenarios.
② Angst → Characters suffer emotionally or physically from relationships breaking up, death, injury, etc. Hurt and comfort themes are included.
③ Crack → Genderswaps, super powers, sudden compulsions are all possible outcomes.
④ Fluff → Something that is devoid of angst. It's light-hearted and might have the overtone of romance.
⑤ Gen → General fun, things that didn't fit in the other categories.
⑥ Your choice → Think of your own scenario, choose one of the above or make a combo even!

THREE TWO ONE GO.

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[godoftableflips]

[ requesting: buffy! any scene type C: ]

doing the double-ups now so that i don't forget them.

[all_thecavalry]

[Story of Lois's life:

Attractive hot guy falls from the sky and she nearly hits him with her car. She really wishes that this will stop happening at some point, but considering this is Smallville, she isn't getting her hopes up. Attractive hot guys falling from the sky is just a typical Tuesday.

Lois really needs to move.

Regardless, she manages to get Attractive Hot Guy (who is also a GIANT) to the Talon, and get him to sit for five minutes so that she can a) get herself a cup of coffee (she has a feeling she's gong to need it) and b) figure out who this guy is, and where she needs to take him to release him back into the wild.]

Okay, Big Guy. Let's start with your name.

[godoftableflips]

[ Attractive Hot Guy is majorly distracted, and restlessly looking left and right around the Talon as if he expects hostile forces to burst in the door at any moment, when she sets the coffee cup in front of him. He looks down at it with what appears to be a hint of skepticism, and considers for a brief moment as he examines the maiden. There's more than just hesitation in his voice, however - there's a guarded unhappiness, because he's still trying to come to grips with what just happened. ]

... I am Thor. Tell me. What realm is this?

[all_thecavalry]

[ ... Realm? Did this guy seriously just say 'realm'? It takes her a minute to not trip over that word before she actually responds]

I don't know if we'd call it a 'realm' exactly, but you're in Smallville? Kansas?

[godoftableflips]

I have heard naught of this... Kansas. [ his mouth twists in disapproval. ] What beings dwell here?

[all_thecavalry]

[ .... why is this her life.]

The human kind?

[godoftableflips]

Midgardians. [ his expression clouds, as he looks away ] The world of mortals.

[all_thecavalry]

... Yeah. Sure. Whatever you want to call it.

[godoftableflips]

[ yeahhh, he's gonna stand up and push his chair back ] I must find Mjolnir and locate a means of leaving this world.

[all_thecavalry]

[and Lois is getting up with him to try and force him back down]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. We haven't ruled out that you don't have brain damage yet, so just sit down, and we'll work out finding ... Mjolnir.

[godoftableflips]

[ he looks grumpy as she sits him back down B| ]

You have means of seeking it?

[all_thecavalry]

[look grumpy all you want, Crazy Guy, Lois is the one running this show.]

... Sure. We could probably figure it out.

[godoftableflips]

Very well. But I see no cause to waste time.

[all_thecavalry]

We're not wasting time. Sometimes, it's helpful to just ... sit still for a moment.

[after all, she's still trying to evaluate if he's sane.]

Where was the last place you saw it?

[kiss_evilgoodbye]

[Personally, Buffy's a fan of the hammer. Not Thor. Thor totally isn't drool worthy at all. Nope, nope, nope, Buffy's brain is totally NOT going there, because that is a recipe for trouble.

Plus, he's very, very tall. And broad. And muscley. Totally not her type at all.

And while she's lying to herself, she's going to be thoroughly inspecting Mjolnir. She might want to borrow it sometime, if she can.]

[godoftableflips]

[ bitches love the hammer.

he watches her with a small smile on his face. ]

It is called Mjolnir.

[kiss_evilgoodbye]

The last hammer like this I saw didn't have a name. I don't think.

[a pause]

If it did, the troll was too busy trying to kill Anya to give it to me.

[godoftableflips]

[ he'll try not to be too offended by that comparison ] A troll's weapon may be large, indeed, but it holds not the power of this hammer.

[kiss_evilgoodbye]

[is a bit amused by that. Boys and their toys.]

I'm sure its a very special hammer.

[godoftableflips]

Forged within the heart of a dying star.

[kiss_evilgoodbye]

Huh.

[goes back to looking it over again]

How'd you get a hold of it?

[godoftableflips]

It was entrusted to me by Odin All-Father, to herald my completion of several trials, intended to prove me worthy of wielding it.

[kiss_evilgoodbye]

Oh! I have one of those. But it's more a scythe than a hammer.

[sort of kind of it's a Slayer thing.]

[godoftableflips]

Where did you get such a weapon?

[kiss_evilgoodbye]

It was created for me. Or ... for my line, at least. Any Slayer can wield it.