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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All's fair in food and war.

[ The scowl doesn't intimidate him. Or it wouldn't, if he could see it. Instead, he swings his feet left-and-right in a bored rhythm that really only makes sense to him. ]

And of course I've done an undercover mission. I had to infiltrate a museum school trip once, with Brown. Wore the stupid shirt and everything.

What does that have anything to do with this?

[ This, of course, being the girl thing. ]

Were you playing a girl on the museum trip?

[ Because it doesn't count if you aren't. Not a real Robin undercover operation.

Jason pads over to his kitchen, rooting around in the pantry for food before grabbing a box of cereal (probably the only thing he could actually keep down right now-- it was a rough night and never drink with Saber) and walking over to the sofa. ]

Scooch over. [ He will just lay on you if you don't. ]

-Tt.- No. That'd be stupid.

[ Crossdressing for missions is dumb, Todd.

Grunting at Jason's command, he nonetheless makes room, rolling to the side and letting his legs fall to the cushions to push himself out of the way. His heels are hooked over the arm of the couch, upper torso twisting to slide lazily off the edge as he plays his game now upside-down. Children: able to miraculously contort into the strangest of shapes and still consider it comfortable. ]

How long does it last?

[ He hasn't been here that long. Things go back to normal eventually, right? ]

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.

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. ]

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