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rubycity_ooc2014-06-13 10:34 pm
untilavalon) wrote in rubycity_ooc2014-06-13 10:34 pm
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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.
- 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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[ He is. He so is. Outside, he sets the goal down on the grass, facing away from the wall of the station - any missed attempts will be stopped rather than continue to roll. Stepping back to admire his handywork, he moves in front of the goal, turning to her with his hands on his hips. ]
This game is simple.
[ Theoretically. ]
You try and get the ball into the net. I try and stop you.
[ Were there other rules? He's not sure. ]
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[She gives him a cocky smile.]
I do not want to see you hurt.
[She grabs the ball, sets it on the ground, and takes a few steps back. She charges at the ball and kicks it hard. In her current body, she lacks the same strength and speed as she had before, so the ball only travels as high as Damian's chest as it sails toward him.]
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He could.
But he won't. (Because even older, a little more mature, he still has a wicked sense of humor and a desire to needle others.)
Instead, he catches the ball, easy, and smirks, challenging, as he throws it overhanded back to her. ]
I think my palm stung a little on that one, you know.
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Just watch! I'll do better this time!
[She catches the ball and sets it down, and this time retreats further before she ruses at the ball. Her kick is more forceful, but still only reaches about the height of Damian's chest.]
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Try again.
[ Okay, maybe he takes a little pity on her. ]
You'll never get it past me kicking it from all the way out there. Use the inside of your foot, bring it in close, and then try.
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Okay...
[However, this time, her kick misses, and she falls on her butt instead.]
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Wait.
No.
It's funny.
He has to stifle a snort of laughter with his fist, jogging over to hold out a hand to help her back up. ]
You okay there, Red?
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I am alright...and that was not funny! You better not laugh.
[Still, she reaches to take his hand as she gets up.]
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There's a smirk, something close to another laugh twisting his lips. ]
No, it was funny. Come on, try it like this.
[ He steps back, rolling the ball with him beneath his foot, and uses the instep of his foot to lightly knock the ball back toward her. He's seen the children on the field practice like this. And now, here he is, over six feet tall and just now trying it out for himself. ]
The curve of your foot controls where the ball goes better than your toe.
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[Her tongue stuck out the corner of her mouth in concentration, she gently kicks the ball as Damian had demonstrated. It rolls a short distance, but it doesn't seem to be going off on an angle.]
I did not know that. Thank you for showing me!
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(He's smiling.)
Lightly, he kicks the ball back, then backs up a few more paces - she'll need to use a little more power. ]
How about this?
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[She backs up a few paces, runs, and remembers to turn and use the inside of her foot to kick the ball. It only goes as high as Damian's knee.]
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[ He catches it with the inside of his leg, bouncing it on his heel before passing it back to her, moving even further away.
They've moved from score a goal to playing pass-the-ball, and judging from the look on his face, he is absolutely into it.
(A grown man playing kickball with a young child, cavorting around on the grass and blithely ignoring the chiming of the pocket-watches. Responsibility effectively ducked.) ]
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Yes, I will!
[She kicks it again, even harder. Right now, she's just as amused by how he'll catch it as she is at the prospect of finally getting it past him. For some who has never been a kid, she's got the "easily distracted" part of childhood down well enough.]