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

[superstylishsquid]

*He tears a chunk off the cooked leg with his claws and chews on it...then tears off another limb and brings it over to the fire. It's tastier like this.*

I can work on it. It shouldn't be too hard to look like a human.

[flashover]

Uh... you mean this?

[Rin holds out his hand, forming a cute little blue fireball in it]

1/2

[untilavalon]

[Slowly putting her hands in her pockets, Saber simply stares.]

I haven't the slightest.

[Look at that remarkably flat chest, Diarmuid.]

[untilavalon]

[But then she smiles a little, shaking her head.]

'Of the radiant face?' I'd certainly say you've only improved.

[She can't help but let that smile widen into a grin. Come on, Diarmuid. She's not terribly funny, but she's at least trying to lighten the mood.]

[penisenvy]

[A bit of her bluster fades away as she gets confused about Damian's new voice.]

I am showing you how a knight would conduct a tryst.

...And is it me, or has your voice become...squeaky?

[oncedevil]

[Hah! Taught a devil to almost cook, well appreciate cooked food anyway? What a weird night. Certainly never thought this would be a thing though, you're almost like a human in some ways. Minus the claws and eating mountain lions.]

Probably keep you outta the city until you've got it. Wouldn't want an angry mob on your tail.

[superstylishsquid]

That sounds painful.

*Was that a joke? Or just the naivety of youth? Hard to tell.*

But I know how to stay out of sight when I need to.

[oncedevil]

[He snorts a laugh, whether the joke was intentional or not it was pretty amusing.]

Well that's a relief. Don't think I can smuggle you out without anyone noticing, you'll get the whole city in an uproar.

[Demons aren't exactly well known or tolerated anymore. Mostly regarded as fairy tales.]

[superstylishsquid]

All young demons learn how to hide. It's the only way to survive when you're still weak.

because we need non-angry bitty versions of angsty people

[chavalry]

[Despite being tiny, Mordred takes things remarkably in stride as she knocks on Jason's door. Perhaps it's because now, as a child, she's more detached from her memories of war and betrayal.]

Jason? Are you there?

[oncedevil]

Explains why you thought I was gonna eat you. Sounds rough, your master doesn't protect you?

[Well he used the threat of him, is that usually enough? Dante doesn't actually know, but something tells him demon parents aren't the best. And that something is his severe resentment and anger over his own father that we're not discussing.

Doesn't have a father, understood?]

[superstylishsquid]

If I can't survive, it means I'm not good enough. He'll get revenge, but he won't keep me safe.

*Meat looks cooked, omnomnom.*

I'm safer than other demons my age because not many people want to insult Lord Chronos, but there's always a few. And some don't know who I am right away.

[verybaddog]

[Lancer doesn't even twitch as Gae Buidhe sails by him.]

Ooh, somebody's excited today.

[Then, without further warning, he crouches and attacks with a spear thrust.]

That pokemon icon is making me squee!

[bowtiesnotcravats]

Fairy box? [He glances around. Oh wait...] That's not a fairy box, that's a telephone booth. [Because nine year old kids like to be smartarses. And it looks vaguely like one....or is it that funny box thing in that tv show he's heard of?

Doctor Who, he thinks it's called...

Then he processes what the boy has said.]

Wait a minute, you're looking for your dad too? Where did you last see him?

[text]

[crowsicle]

point
i guess
ok eren this is dave
this is dave on the cusp of a bigger identity crisis than usual mayday mayday sos
save our shit
because im totally losing mine
how about you

[upstartcrow]

[Reassured, he nods.]

Cool. I mean, I think I'll be okay. I don't feel like I'm in any danger of getting nonexisty. Wanna check out your new powers?

[kyotoprincess]

[Bon nods excitedly.]

Yeah! How'd you do it?

[lytelcniht]

...I can't say I'm not curious.

[Which is stubborn 13-year-old speech for please yes]

No I'm saving that for the Rider Peko and Dragon Kuzu AU of my dreams

[pocketmobster]

[Kuromaku frowns, though largely it's hidden by his own mask. He can't go without; Peko's an unparalleled bodyguard, but she isn't with him 24/7--obviously--and some of the assholes he's put away wouldn't think anything of stringing up a puny high-schooler with no power but dirty money.

True to his namesake, he's dressed head-to-toe in black. No symbols, no family lapel pins, no nothing. Even his eyepatch is solid black. All that's visible of the boy behind the mask is a single golden eye and a band of freckles across his nose.

He wants his wakizashi in his hand, not strapped to his hip, but he knows that wouldn't help him at all against the Demon anyway. He thought about ditching armaments entirely, but that wouldn't impress the kid, either.

He props a fist on his hip and gestures broadly with the other hand.]

Doing my homework, obviously. We got a big history project due tomorrow and I can't be assed about the French Revolution.

[He drops the gesturing hand.]

Thought you wanted me to come alone.

[pocketmobster]

[Kuzuryuu scrubs angrily at her one eye (though she is still totally NOT CRYING, that sniff is totally disdainful and not at all suspect) and peeks sidelong at Maya. She's got a wicked awesome undercut. You know the one. I couldn't find the picture again but you know the one.]

'S made out of milk, I can't eat th-that goddamn shit.

[peepers]

[Something very small and very orange drifts out from under the table to cling to the back of the chair.]

Why's everything big egein?!

[missleadingquestions]

[UGH HER HAIR IS THE COOLEST. Maya wants to touch it but that's rude, she's crying. Maya can fawn over it when she's not upset and also less willing to kill him for doing so. And yes i know the exact one.]

...What? Really? That's awful.

They make ice cream without milk! Uh, it's got some weird french name. Or we can get cake! And Italian sodas! I bet they're making those again.

[FOOD IS CLEARLY THE BEST WAY TO SOLVE THIS]

[pocketmobster]

....

[The Italian sodas are tempting. But--]

I can't be out in fucking p-public like this, have you--I--d'you see how short this damn skirt is?

[The last is said in a strained and horrified whisper.]

I gotta--and my hair, and I look like I'm in elementary school, and--!

[missleadingquestions]

Whoa whoa whoa.

First off, your hair is awesome. I want hair like that. That is the coolest style I've ever seen.

Second off, I wear skirts that short all the time! There's nothing wrong with it! And if you really don't like it we'll get you pants! Easy.

Third off-- wait, um.

[What was the thir-- right.]

Just pretend you're undercover or something! I mean, you're not the only one who woke up all weird. Like, come on.

[Maya points to herself, which... seems to now be himself, and makes a face.]

I can't even walk anywhere right, it's so weird.

[earlybird]

[ His eyebrows raise, skeptical. ]

More importantly: why? There's no one here for you to woo, Red.

[ Behold, the Station: it is barren. The legs of the chair snap back down as he lets it fall back into place, pushing himself out of his seat to wander over to inspect the poor creature that Mordred has wrangled into submission, entirely fearless as he rolls to tip-toes in order to scratch it behind the ears. Mordred gets a scornful glance. ]

You're not the only one who's been changed today. [ He lets his control on his voice slip, to emphasize - less squeaky, and undeniably a girl's voice. ]