Time for something fun!

[untilavalon]

Need a little pick me up? Or just feel like playing something really stupid? It's time for a meme.

The Magical Swap Meme
or the 'oops, you done fucked up' meme

courtesy of Luc*

Directions

1. Post your character with the name/canon in the subject meme. In your comment, put your preferences such as, "I don't want to do prompt #1" or "for the gender swap prompt, [character] will look like [this]" or "for the age swap prompt, my character will be 5 years younger".


2. Tag each other and have fun.

Prompts

• Body Swap: Holy shit. You're looking at yourself like you're looking in a mirror. The only problem is, when you're looking down at your own hands... you're in someone else's body.


• Gender Swap: Well, this is new; you're now no longer in the right body, but it's still yours. Were you always a girl? You sure weren't yesterday. Of course, this is probably another one of the city's tricks; no point in getting all up in arms about it, is there?


• Age Swap: Are you starting to see a pattern here? Now you're younger-- or older-- than you were a little while ago. Who're you going to bug about your height now?


• Canon Swap: Your entire history is different now. Suddenly, you're a homestuck. Or maybe you're an elf. Or perhaps you're not even switching canons with the person you're threading with. What's the damage?


• Power Swap:...Like the one above, but with powers instead of canons.


• Moral Alignment Swap: Suddenly, you're evil as hell. Or maybe you're really good now. Or maybe your moral alignment is "eh /non-commital wiggly hand gesture". I don't make the rules here, bucko.


• Luc, you didn't include this swap I wanted to do!: Well look at you, you have a bigger imagination than I do. What are you waiting for? Swap it. Just swap it. Do it, before it's too late.
  

You now have four minutes to save the world.**

*If it's a bad meme, it wasn't my idea.
**You do not have four minutes to save the world. In fact, there's really no point in worrying about world saving right now.

Comments

[graysondive]

A threat is a threat. Doesn't matter where we go.

[The knife deflected off the arm guard, flying out of hand and clattering to the ground with a rough 'clang,' and a small scoff from Dick that might have been something like a wince, from someone that was trained not to.

Not a problem, at the moment-- he launched himself in the air once more to avoid losing his footing (he'd still been an acrobat, after all-- trying to knock an acrobat off his feet wasn't going to be very easy when he had a much smaller center of mass now--), and backflipped back towards where the fallen knife had landed.]

Nothing personal-- it's my job. Sometimes people have to die. [He picked up the fallen weapon, while he used the other hand to fling his other knife at Damian, on a swift course straight for the neck. The kid wanted short range to avoid fatality, so he'd switch to long range instead.]

[earlybird]

[ All vigilantes are suckers. But from previous encounters, he knows Kuromaku is, especially. This was, without a doubt, a carefully planned invitation.

He's patient enough about waiting for Kuromaku to respond, head tilted and watching his response without a ripple of emotion. Locked down tighter than Arkham. But the question, he shifts his weight to the other leg, and a flicker of something crossing his face, and it's the closest he's gotten to a real tell - discomfort, pain, smoothly wiped away in the next instant. ]

After delivering him to you? I'll disappear. For a while. Your city won't see or hear of the Demon for some time, I can promise you that much.

[ Dropping off the radar, both of them knocked out of the game? It's a deal in Kuromaku's favor, despite the high price. A deal a person who has nothing else to lose might make. He smirks, crooked and mocking. ]

Maybe take up a new hobby. I was thinking knitting. Might have a real talent for needlework.

i bet that tag would be terrifying

[waywardbird]

Then you weren’t doing it right.

[ Jason hits the couch with a soft bounce and he leans into the pillows with a slight groan. Note to drunk self; crashing at the Police Station is a bad idea. Never do that. Just go home and deal let Hangover Self catch a break. After his moment of self reflection passes, he opens his box of cereal and starts shoving it in his mouth dry. It tastes like sandpaper and his stomach feels like lead, but he’ll deal. Gotta eat something. ]

Dunno. [ He says through mouthfuls of cereal. ] Never been turned into a girl before. Week, maybe two.

[pocketmobster]

[At another time, Kuzuryuu might have snorted, but he's too caught up in his thoughts. He's barely even considering the implications for the safety of the city--bad form for someone dedicated to its protection, but he actually doesn't care.

One of the city's darkest, most incomprehensible shadows is unraveling right in front of him, and he swears he can almost reach the boy inside it.]

Does he know you're here asking me this?

action;

[greatrage]

That's what I thought. [Eren sheathes the sword with a metallic "shnnnkkk" sound, looking quite proud of himself. Titan threats were always the best way to get what one wanted]

Just shut up about it. Let's go already and get this over with!

[greatrage]

I injure you. If you heal up, then you're a Titan shifter. [a pause, then he quickly adds] B-but you can't injure yourself! Because that might trigger the transformation, and then this house will be a mess!

[flashover]

[pffft. Peasant. And you should be impressed by his tail, as it is very impressive. Impressively adorable.]

Ahh. Nothing! Never mind. None of that's important. What's really important is tracking down this demon and making sure it stops causing--

[BLAM!! Something explodes nearby and Rin blinks, turning toward it]

So I guess it wasn't you after all! Gotta go, kid.

[AND jumping across rooftops to get over there. He doesn't tell Dante not to follow him, though. In fact, he's curious to see what this "devil hunter" can do]

[earlybird]

[ A reaction. He stiffens, shoulders hitching tensely, and his fingers curl, tight, around the flash drive. ]

We ran into trouble. He's indisposed at the moment.

[ Clipped. Short. Dangerous information to reveal, maybe too much, but the question's caught him off-guard. And he knows Kuromaku; knows the vigilante isn't the type to take advantage of a commander out of commission. ]

For the time being, I'm acting alone.

[missleadingquestions]

[ughhhh that hair is so cool.

Maya can't help but grin because of it.]

Fiiine, fine. [He's just gonna ruffle a bit of Kuzuryuu's hair, since his hand is already on her shoulder and because it's there and it looks cool ok.]

It was still weird.

[missleadingquestions]

Yeah! Weird, right?

[But Maya doesn't seem too concerned. It's clearly just one of the city's tricks, right? Besides, there are more important things to focus on.]

Your hair is so cute like that!

1/2

[lytelcniht]

...I must admit I'll be a little concerned if that's all it takes.

[Still...]

[oncedevil]

[Hah, well you're starting to get it. Feel better?]

Right, that'd make things hell for us. Alright, so, think you can manage a bit more? Thinking about it, maybe you should practice while I go try to scrounge up something for you to wear. That coat's not gonna cut it.

[lytelcniht]

[She won't know until she tries.

So she closes her eyes, breathes in, and... tries to imagine what it would feel like to fly. The idea of light all around her-- for some reason, that seems natural, and it helps the image. Light supporting her, light making her weightless-- becoming light. For some reason, that seems correct, too; bending the idea of what 'light' means.

When next she opens her eyes, she has to look down to see Dave.]

--That was it?

[That was really the answer?

...It feels almost like doing magic.

Shit.]

[earlybird]

[ Shit. He jerks back, has to drop to the side to avoid the thrown knife, but it still grazes his throat too, too close, cutting a sharp line near his artery.

That is it, small Grayson!

If he thinks long-range is going to give him an edge, he has another thing coming. Batgirl's batarangs weren't the only special ones, and its several of the freeze-foam variation that he flings with honed precision at Dick, already darting off in a practiced zig-zag in case the boy wants to follow up the first knife throw with a second. ]

Oh, it's personal. Do you have any idea why you're here, or did you just pop into consciousness, see me, and think yes, let's kill Damian Wayne?

[untilavalon]

Mm.

[Since Diarmuid wants to change the subject, Saber won't press anymore.]

As far as I have seen, no one has found a means to reverse it-- which, as we've seen in the past, most likely means there is a time limit. I should hope we'll not need to assist anyone in any major way because of this...

[Saber's having trouble seeing how this could be so difficult to deal with, having dealt with something similar in her own time, but if Diarmuid's balance is off so easily men are weak there may be problems elsewhere as well.]

...Especially if anyone decides this is the chance to take advantage of another. [She suddenly seems very grave.]

[penisenvy]

Make me.

[She sticks her tongue out at him.]

[However, what she doesn't notice is that Damian's shirt has begun to fray, between her grip and his struggling.]

[chavalry]

...

[She thinks for a moment.]

I...do not know. What is it that children would do for fun here?

[superstylishsquid]

*He nods, wobbling around in a loose circle.*

Flat teeth, right?

[radiantface]

[Excuse you, Saber. This is his first time having his gender swapped. It's just a little...odd. That doesn't make him weak.]

I would hope most in the city would not do such a thing, but you and I both know there are some who might do just that.

[Diarmuid frowns as he thinks about this.]

Though, I am not sure exactly how to prevent something like that. We could make some kind of Network post about it, but beyond that we cannot just follow people around to make sure no one tries anything with them...

[ hello ]

[earlybird]

[ [ ooc: any swaps you might like to do? i am thinking canon swap might be fun, or gender swap (I CAN'T IMAGINE RIL WITH MORAL ALIGNMENT SWAP TBH??? MIND-BOGGLING.) ] ]

[oncedevil]

[He nods, then realizes that maybe that's not a great description so just bares his teeth at Alastor to give him an idea. Omnivore teeth, not herbivore. You can do it buddy.]

[superstylishsquid]

*He pokes his fangs a bit with his (still purple) tongue then focuses. Most of his teeth shrink and flatten, leaving just his canines sharp. A bit too sharp, but that can be blamed on the fact that he's basing them off of Dante's teeth.*

so many deconstruction posts so many fanart

[earlybird]

I did it perfectly. The other children were none the wiser. I even talked to a girl. A civilian girl. She even wanted to play with me.

[ As if this is significant. He talks to girls all the time here in Ruby City, of course, but none of them were civilian children his age. Brown had seemed amused at his reluctance to play, but he felt he'd done admirably.

He smirks at Jason's distress, rolling his legs off the armrest and to the side to dig his toes into the space between the couch and Jason's back in a move that is clearly designed to, as he slowly worms his feet further into the gap, be a growing annoyance. Damian may be sparing with physical contact, but, for reasons that only make sense to him, he has no qualms with throwing himself into Jason's space. He's not phased, much, by the changes that Jason himself is sporting, although he squints a bit at the long hair - that's weird. Todd with long hair is weirder than Todd with hips or a bust. ]

A week?

[ He grimaces at that, dropping his arms to the floor with a groan of his own, though he quickly curls them back in to push his sweatshirt back into place from where it starts hitching up his stomach. ]

I don't want to. It's weird, and hot, and everyone is treating me like a toy. As if I've suddenly changed.

[ Gender expectations. He had to deal with them as a boy, and now he has to deal with them as a girl. ]

[psych0p0mps]

[0_0] That's... an understatement. I'd be bigger than the house. But - really? That's how it works, you have to hurt yourself?

[greatrage]

Well, it depends. Some Titans are only 3 meters tall. [Eren turns the water off and hops in the tub and akdslhfkh it feels good. Way too good. This is not normal. He sinks down up to the gills, though he breathes through his nose because uh what] But yeah. You have to injure yourself with a goal in mind. Even stupid shit! Like "I need to pick up that spoon". I bite my hand, or cut myself with a blade.