rubycity_ooc | Time for something fun!

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

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".

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.

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....

[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--!

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.

[Kuzuryuu calms a little as she listens to Maya, peering at him through her fingers. At the last part, her gaze travels downward.

...

AND THEN SHE LOOKS AWAY AGAIN BECAUSE HAHAHDKSHAKFJKL NO SHE WAS NOT STARING AT MAYA'S CROTCH.]

U-undercover as what? How's that even supposed to make sense?

[it's okay, Kuzu. Maya totally missed the implications of that, thankfully.

And he was talking about the extra inches in his height, thanks.]

Uh, because secret agents and all that stuff have to crossdress all the time? I don't know, I'm trying to make it fun!

Don't you have any imagination?

[Now Maya's the one pouting. It was a cool mental image, okay.]

[She wipes her eye one more time and sniffs in a decidedly unladylike manner.]

Pretty--pretty sure that shit only happens in cartoons.

Well if you don't want to get sodas with me I can just leave you here for someone meaner to find.

Since you don't like my ideas at all.

[She picks herself up gingerly, one hand making sure her skirt's properly in place.]

Did I say that? You fucking owe me a blackberry soda for damages, jackass.

[THERE we go. That worked, at least.

Maya isn't going to point out that he can't exactly buy Kuzuryuu anything here, but it's the thought that counts.]

Well, if you hadn't gone running off, it wouldn't have happened.

I'm hurt! I thought we were friends.

[He's so not hurt.]

Hah? What moron told you that?

[No they're totally friends. Maybe she sticks a little closer to Maya than usual, because it's just. This is so weird, and at least Maya is familiar and doesn't make her feel even more stupid and vulnerable than usual like everything else today.]

Hopefully the moron who still wants a soda.

[Smirking, Maya puts a hand on Kuzu's closest shoulder. He'd link arms with her, but it's a little weird suddenly being tall and a dude, and it just feels weird to. Maybe height isn't all it's cracked up to be. That, or boys are weird. Probably both.]

[Kuzuryuu starts a little at the hand on her shoulder, looks up at Maya's smirk, and then stares down at her shoes, cheeks warming. She's used to having to look up at people, of course, but it just feels different. Maybe because it's Maya. There usually isn't this much of a height difference between them. She clears her throat.]

I want a slice of cake, too. The triple-chocolate one with the little shavings on top.

Oh man, that sounds good!

[Maya will probably get something similar. Or strawberry shortcake. Or maybe she'll be lucky and they'll have something with matcha.]

Well, you can tell whoever's at the counter what you want. I won't even judge you if you get that weird muffin you got last time.

[Good old Maya, always remembering extactly what you wish he wouldn't.]

A scone isn't a stupid fucking muffin!

[She huffs, crosses her arms, and looks away. It totally makes her hair do the Charlie's Angels/Pantene Pro-V commercial swishy thing.

Also, she likes muffins better than scones, but whatever.]

[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.

[Wow, why is it different when Maya gets all handsy around her when he's a boy. What the hell. Is it the height difference? Fuck, is she blushing? ~~She's always blushing.~~

She clears her throat and rakes her hair back from her face, unused to its weirdly constant presence.]

...Yeah, it wasn't that great. Guess it's true what they say about English food.

Actually, I don't. We don't have a lot of those kinda restaurants in LA.

We had a 'haute couture' one, but it was really bad.

[Maya finally puts his hand down, crossing them behind his back and looking as though he's counting his paces, because boy or girl, Maya is still a five year old.]

Which is why I'm suuuper glad the café here's not bad at all.

Aah? Isn't haute couture supposed to be the good shit?

That's completely possible!

[He's just too nice to say-- no he isn't.]

I... think the chef probably needed to work on his technique, though.

Huh.

[Absently, she starts twining a bit of hair around her fingers.]

Come to think of it, who cooks for us here? Some of the places got people working in 'em, but some of the others...

...well, I always figured some of it was the city's magic.

They don't want to starve us out. Not all the time, anyway.

[That gets her attention.]

"Not all the time"? They tried it?

...Well, I don't know whose fault i was.

But there wasn't enough food around winter, and the heating broke, too. I don't know why.

Time for something fun!

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