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

[oncedevil]

[He lingers a moment longer, before making an indignant 'hnph' sound and hopping back down to street level, holstering his gun.

The night's still young, surely the real demons are out somewhere, right?

And no he actually doesn't have anywhere to be, he just couldn't shoot someone cowering like that.

It felt kind of dirty.]

[superstylishsquid]

*Once Dante's that far away, he feels safe to speak up again, now peeking over the side of the ledge.*

W-wait! If you're letting me live...um...is there anything I can offer for you to tell me where I am?

it's time for /lady todd/

[earlybird]

[ He-- (a snarl, mentally) -- is perched, unhappy, on top of Todd's couch.

On Todd's couch, in Todd's apartment, which he let himself into. (If you didn't want it to get broken into, you would have chosen a better series of locks, Todd.) The heat is sweltering, but he's huddled in an oversized white sweater nonetheless, focused on some game on his phone.

He's already gone snooping, found all of Todd's little hidden caches, distracted himself by playing with some of the weapons, flipping a butterfly knife back and forth. Jason's fridge was raided shortly after, leftover fried rice devoured cold. Damian's been ignoring the chiming of the watch, stuffed it between the couch cushions with a vengeance.

He's not here. ]

[oncedevil]

[He stops again and only turns enough to look at the demon past his shoulder.]

You've gotta be kidding me.

[Really. Please say you are. Please? No? Dante just kind of stares flatly like Alastor's completely insane. Maybe he is.]

You're in the human world, goat-boy. Try not to make a mess of things, huh?

[superstylishsquid]

The human world?

*Eep! His eyes go wide again and he flattens himself against the floor.*

I shouldn't...this is too far from the palace. Where's the nearest pathway...?

[oncedevil]

[He puts his hands on his hips and just kind of stares at the weirdo clinging to the fire escape. Are you for real?]

How the hell am I supposed to know? Shouldn't you be the one who knows the answer to that?

[superstylishsquid]

I told you, I'm lost. I don't know how I got here.

Canonswap with an odd bit of ageswap for flavor

[upstartcrow]

[When he wakes up knowing his goddamn stat sheet, he just groans and rolls over in his nest.]

Not again.

[...Is that his voice?

He sits up, and those are--legs, but his noise of surprise is still a strangled caw, and his feathers rustle as he flicks them but his wings are black, jet black, and when he lurches to his feet the room looks a lot smaller than he's used to.

And he knows why, even as he stumbles to the bathroom. Servant knowledge: He's Dirk's Dave, and his own Dave, and Davesprite, too, because all of him (all of the hims?) are his legend, so as a Servant...he's the only Dave left in the city. Of course it would all go to him. And it seems The Choice Hephaestus offered him has translated to some choice offered in Saber's world, something for heroes who aren't heroes.

How ironic, he thinks, as he stares at the face Dirk must have watched for in movie reels. He leans in and rubs his chin.]

Holy shit, I get hot.

[He wanders back into his room, digs up the old-fashioned camera, and takes a selfie.

Okay, no, back up. He's a Servant again, and he doesn't have a Master, but. Huh. He straightens and looks at the ceiling, as if that could help him sense it, but he doesn't feel like he's spilling mana or prana or whatever out into the ether. And he doesn't even feel that ominous, oppressive feeling of the Grail War. Is the stupid cup even here?

He wavers, then nods and snaps his wings shut, resolved. This shit is Saber and Waver's thing. If something's going on, Waver will probably hit the network up about it in a hot second, and he'll chime in there. But Saber is his King, and he is her squire. He'll check in with her first.

He goes ghost slips into Spirit Mode and employs his shiny new A-Rank speed on his way to the police station.]

[oncedevil]

You keep saying that, but how the hell does a demon get this lost?

[He was pretty sure the demon world was sealed up fairly tight, making 'accidental' breaches nearly impossible? Certainly this kid couldn't have gotten out on his own intentionally. Not unless he's a really good actor, and he's never met a devil that keeps up an act this long.

Another exasperated sigh. He's got things to do, man!]

Whatever, I don't know how you got out or how you'll get back, dude. Not my problem.

[superstylishsquid]

I don't know.

*His tail waves above him, tense.*

Probably a trick, to make Lord Chronos think I've disobeyed him. Then he'll eat me and won't know he's been attacked.

[oncedevil]

Well, he's not gonna find you up here. Door's shut, key's tossed out. Don't pass go, don't collect $200.

[Shrug.]

ageswap a bit you say I have a thing for that

[lytelcniht]

[His king sits at the police station desk.

She's not entirely sure what in God's name is going on. She's dressed in orange pyjamas and a crown and is about three inches shorter than she used to be.

Unknown to her is that these pyjamas are of the Heir of Light; she is god-tier now, and she doesn't know what that means. She also doesn't know why Avalon is available to her, nor why avalon is acting as storage for everything. Because why would King Arthur know what a sylladex is?

When Dave enters the station, all Saber can do is tilt her head and frown.]

Dave?

[superstylishsquid]

The gate's...locked? Then I'm safe here? Um...mostly.

*Eyeing the hilt of Rebellion warily...*

[oncedevil]

I guess you could say that.

[Safe enough, and don't worry Rebellion's sleeping. Rebellion doesn't care about you. Dante's still going to give you the suspicious eye, though.]

: D

[upstartcrow]

...Uh.

[He tilts his sunglasses down a fraction--his eyes are still orange, at least--and blinks once. Then twice. That seems to satisfy the moment's melodrama requirements, and he pushes his shades back up and shoves his hands in his pockets.

Of course his weird anime armor comes with pockets. Who the hell do they think he is?]

Welp. At least now I know where all my color went.

[superstylishsquid]

*It's still a big magical sword being wielded by someone who shot at him.*

What does this world have that I can get away with eating?

*Priority number one is always a full stomach.*

[oncedevil]

[You startled him. Though you have to wonder how a 'human' is wielding a magic sword, don't you?]

I don't know, animals I guess? I'd head out to the desert if I were you, no one's gonna bug you there.

[But if he hears about you going after humans...]

[superstylishsquid]

Desert?

*Ew.*

This is a dry area?

gender swap!

[missleadingquestions]

[Suddenly being a dude is one thing.

Suddenly being a dude with a few extra inches in height? A little disorienting. It's no wonder that Maya is a little bit clumsy as a boy, sauntering around in borrowed clothes. Of course, the city being weird isn't going to keep Maya from her daily investigations, so she-- he?-- is out and about, clumsy or not.

When he bumps into someone, though, he can't help but be sheepish and apologetic.]

H-hey, I'm sorry! I-- sorry, hehe. Are you okay?

1/2

[lytelcniht]

Oh thank God. You know what's going on.

[Saber frowns, though, as she realises exactly what's different about Dave.]

2/2

[lytelcniht]

...Oh.

Are you-- it can't be.

[oncedevil]

Yeah? What, you're going to complain about the weather now?

[He can't take you seriously anymore goat devil.

But there's something else creeping up that would be happy to change the tone of the conversation. A couple Enigmas have gathered around the roof tops and were beginning to spin up some arrows while the two talked.

Alastor wasn't the target of this impending barrage though, it's his strange red-clad acquaintance there. His shoot first ask questions later attitude make a little more sense now?]

[superstylishsquid]

*Of course, from Alastor's vantage point, he can easily see the Enigmas. He stands up, sparking with purple electricity...and then suddenly shoots a bolt of lightning from each hand, aimed right at the archers.*

I'm a lightning demon. I like storms.

[oncedevil]

[Oh shit what is he--!?

Dante ducks down, bracing for impact from the lightning, only for it to go soaring above his head shattering the archers' shots as they fell. Well, most of them. A few made it through but those landed harmlessly around Dante. He spared Alastor a wary glance before leaping into action, using the narrow alley to his advantage, the walls acting as springboards to reach the roof in no time.

More beams tore through his coat, but mostly missed as he charged in with Rebellion to start cutting the things down.

So that's where they were hiding!]

[pocketmobster]

[Whoever it is squeaks and stumbles. (She--he--she isn't used to this body, either. She's even smaller, what the hell.) The girl wheels around, cheeks burning red because she can't let anyone see her like this, holy shit, what the fuck is going on.]

Shithead, fuckin' watch where you're--

[The snarl dies in her throat with another pathetic mousy noise as she recognizes Maya. Her eyes widen--or, well, eye, really, since the other one's still hidden under Kuzuryuu's unmistakable dragon patch.

And then, in a whirl of skirt and long blonde locks, she bolts like a rabbit.]