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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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(OOC: For reference: The costume Diarmuid gets from Dick and the costume Dick gets from Diarmuid.)

[Diarmuid never quite understood why his armor of old had been redone as it had, but he hadn't really questioned it. This...this he questions. Hiding his identity is not something he feels comfortable doing, so the first thing that happens is the cowl comes down.

The pointy ears...yeah...he's going to have to ask Dick about that. The title is Batman, but how far is too far?

Diarmuid drops through the skylight at Damian's since he knows Dick is staying with the boy and calls out.]

Hey, Dick? I think I have something of yours!

[And while he waits for a response, what does he do?

Yep, he's playing with the cape.]

I am the terror that flaps in the night...

Really?

[As it turns out, Dick had definitely noticed the change. And he had to say-- the boots were a little much (though cool looking, he bet Roy would probably dig 'em), but he'd never done the sleeveless look before. He could totally work with it. Certainly made him feel cooler in the summer not wearing a cape and cowl.

He'd done the gracious thing of meeting Diarmuid not to long after he called-- by coming up behind him while he was busy playing with the cape. (Heheheh.)]

Because I think I have something of yours too.

[(Heheheh)]

[Diarmuid starts slightly and lets the cape drop from his hands as he turns to face Dick wish a sheepish look on his face.]

So...are we in agreement that the boots are the most ridiculous part of my outfit or do you have something else in mind? To tell the truth I am a little torn between what is most ridiculous for this outfit: the cowl, the cape, or the wearing your underwear on the outside of your pants...

[He pauses, picking up a corner of the cape again and looking at it.]

No, it's definitely a draw between the cowl and the underwear...

[He got out his laugh (at Diarmuid's expense), but immediately shifty to friendly chastisement.]

Hey! That costume is a family relic, and I won't have anyone trashing it in my house! You'll have to step outside the window to do that.

[Another chuckle, and he gave another look down at and gestured to his own costume-- uh well not his, but the one he was wearing.] The boots remind me something an old girlfriend wore, actually-- and no, I am not telling you that story. The oversized opera gloves do seem a bit detached. Literally.

I would say your family is weird, but since that is already a well known fact...

[Oops...should he have gone out to stand on the widow ledge to say that?]

And they aren't over-sized opera gloves, thank you very much.

[Diarmuid points to the left glove and then left shoulder.]

When you aren't carrying a shield, something has to take its place. That armor protects my blocking arm and the top of that glove gives me a places to trap weapons so I can try and twist them out of my opponent's hand. The other glove is smooth and slick to make it hard for someone to grip my attacking arm and if anything does contact, it should slide away.

I prefer to think of us as eccentric. [You're off the hook Dia-- this time.]

[He followed the explanation as Diarmuid gestured to his costume, letting out a small "oh!" in realization when the functions were explained. Not that he actually thought they were over-sized opera gloves, but--]

Nice! [He's excited!] Kind of reminds me of my costume-- keep all the fear in the gauntlets. I've never fought with a shield, but disarming armaments and a bracer-- that's a pretty good idea.

I have fought with a good number of different types of weapons in my time. Sometimes with a shield and sometimes not, but you always need to have a way to deal with blows that come too close for comfort and dodging is not always an option. A person can have a shield pulled away, but it's a little harder to pull away a glove like that one.

[A thoughtful look crosses his face and Diarmuid looks down at the gloves that are part of the costume he is wearing.]

It wouldn't be too hard to add the disarming additions to these gloves. There is already a pretty good base here. Nothing wrong with increasing the fear factor, right? Or would changing the costume be considered an insult to the family?

I've usually had to rely on dodging and disorienting for my defense. Sure didn't work out whenever I got shot in the arm.

[Another small chuckle, and he swooped around to grab the edge of Diarmuid's (er, his?) cape, fanning out its length as he gestured.]

You kidding? The guy who wore this before me-- his cape was almost twice this size-- and thrice as heavy. Thought I was gonna turn into a cocoon or drown in Bat-symbolism the first time I wore it.

As long as it still looks spooky, function is still most important. Your threads are actually more like my old costume; but I suppose a permanent trade is out of the question.

Considering that armor is bound to my soul, yes, I would say a permanent trade is out of the question. I am still not sure how this happened.

[Diarmuid motions to his costume, also known as the outfit Dick is 'borrowing.']

However, if you like that kind of costume better, what is to keep you from altering this one farther? Trimming down the cape or getting rid of it completely, for example. I realize it is suppose to mimic wings, but there are other...more useful ways to do that.

[For example, those weapon catchers they were talking about? Stylizing them out in the vague shape of wings would not be hard at all and would actually make them pretty effective if done in the right way...]

Some kind of atomic supposition? [Kind of hard to tel if that was a rhetorical joke or not-- but it doesn't seem to be causing too much immediate harm, so while he keeps the suspicions in the back of his mind, he stows the theories for now.]

Like I said-- [He released his grip on the cape with a light flick in the air and a flourish of his hand.] --family relic. If I had my choice, I'd nix the cape completely-- but I'm supposed to be Batman when I put it on, not Dick Grayson. The cape's part of the myth-- it scares criminals silly, keeps them paranoid. I took off as much as I could without jeopardizing the symbolism.

Atomic supposition?

[Diarmuid has no idea what that is and he's not even going to ask. Personally, he's happy blaming magic for all of this.]

Do the criminals really think about it that much? Or are you just getting lost in the symbolism and tradition?

[It's basically science-magic.]

Actually? Yes. Criminals are a 'superstitious and cowardly lot,' as he always said. Most people think Batman's a myth or some kind of monster, and it scares them just to think about dealing with him.

Nowadays, Batman has such a reputation that without him, everything gets thrown off-kilter; people get bold, think that no one'll be able to stop them, or that our side's weaker for it. Least that's how it was back home.

That makes sense. It's all tactics. Though, scare tactics are not always the best, they do undeniably work. Words also have power, so it is not so bad to be considered myth...

[Diarmuid raises a hand, tapping his fingers against his chin.]

And I suppose I should not try to compare your world which seems a lot darker and more twisted to the one I came from which was a time of honor and responsibility. They are two very different things calling for very different approaches to be successful in.

Don't take us as a standard. [He says with a small chuckle at their own expense.] There are people I admire back home that still uphold that kind of honor and responsibility-- what works for some, doesn't work for others.

Remember, you actually have superpowers. [Kinda?] Fear and sneaking is what works for us without getting out heads caved in.

[Diarmuid clicks his tongue and shakes a finger at Dick.]

I may have superpowers now, but back when I made my legend, I was a normal mortal just like you and Damian. The only 'power' I had was being extremely well-trained. Though, I suppose having the weapons I did may have counted as a power.

[Having a god watching over him probably hadn't hurt either...]

[Well he doesn't know about the god part, that just seems like cheating.]

Swords and shields aren't really the kind of things we're allowed to legally swing around the street. Usually you get arrested for it where I come from. [Just saying.]

Though I'm not sure there's any reality where I'd classify Damian as a normal mortal either.

[Less cheating more like...slightly creepy? After all, Aengus did watch him every day of his life except for one...]

No, I suppose openly carrying weapons like that in modern day would be frowned upon to say the least. I am sure that is part of the reason that the war I was called back for is held in secret.

[For a moment, Diarmuid thinks on what Dick has said about Damian not really being normal and then nods in agreement.]

Lets face it. Most heroes can't really be considered normal whether they have superpowers or not. Their mindsets, training, and experience all set them apart from others. It's why they do what they do.

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