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Random Scenario and Test Drive Meme!

Random Scenario / Test Drive Meme

- Post your character, or character you'd like to voice test. Include preferences if you wish!
- Reply to other characters with one (or mix and match if you want) of the following scenarios, or use RNG to randomly set up the scene.
- Play it out and HAVE FUN!

Type of Scene:
1. Action
2. Angst
3. Crack
4. Fluff
5. General

Action:
1. Chaos: All hell is breaking out on the Egime. Whether it be a war between the vampires and mutants, or a magical spell gone wrong, there is danger and you need to protect those you care about, and yourself.
2. Fight: Be it verbal, or physical, you're toe to toe with another candidate.
3. Sparring: You and another need to release some steam in a friendly training session.
4. Hunted: Are you the predator? Or, the prey?
5. Your choice!

Angst:
1. Broken: Spending all this time in such a small space is not doing you any favors mentally.
2. Hurt you: You're being forced to hurt someone you love either by betraying them or even being forced to shout things you don't mean.
3. Becoming a monster: You are slowly changing, becoming a monster: vampire, zombie, demon, something you can't recover from and no-one can help you.
4. Fear: You're not sure why, but you are suddenly terrified and you can't deal with it. You need help.
5. Your choice!

Crack:
1. Awkward Conversations: So did you just fart or what? Any conversation goes, as long as it's embarrassing and awkward.
2. Old Farts: Suddenly you and someone else have been cursed to be old and wrinkly and grumpy.
3. Sticky Notes: Communicate with someone by way of notes!
4. Fail!Gift: Perhaps you gave a gift, or received one, but this gift is not really a present that you can use.
5. Your choice!

Fluff:
1. Bath Time: Be lazy in the tub together.
2. Date Night: The options are slim, but you're smart enough to put together a memorable time with that special someone in your life.
3. Proposal: Pop the question!
4. Cooking Together: Hey, it can be romantic.
5. Your choice!

General:
1. Nice meeting you: Either you, or them have just arrived.
2. Wrong number: Oops, actually you didn't mean to call that person...
3. Enabler: You're enabling the other (or each other) to do something bad, really bad. Could be bad bad, or hilariously bad.
4. Caught in the act: Busted.
5. Your choice!

(Scaled down and adapted for use at Throne of Shadows)

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

You know me better than that.

[It was said softly as he looked up at Matthew, studying his face.]

You know me so much better than that.

[He didn't comment on the other part. It was laughable that Blaine put Matt in danger of anything but blue balls. Somehow they had become very good friends, but Blaine felt nothing more than that without the pull of blood.]

Perhaps. But I can't say that's a two way street.

[Blaine let his own eyes slowly drop. It wasn't even a two way street. Not really. They were standing across the street waving at one another and could only get a blurry image of the other.]

You're more than three hundred years old. I don't think I'll ever truly know you. I've always known that.

Nearly five. [he corrected with a subtle resignation.]

Makes me no big loss then. Just another ex-lover.

Don't try to trivialize it.

[Blaine's voice is curt as his eyes cut back up.]

You're not just an ass I liked to fuck to pass the time. You're a friend.

How can you be friends with someone you barely know?

Because you have to start off somewhere.

That's not where we started and you know it.

So what? Because we started off fucking that means I can't actually want a friendship?

[Blaine gave him a flat look.]

You're not distracting me from the fact you aren't telling me why out 'agreement' suddenly isn't working anymore. You didn't suddenly fall in love with me, so what is it?

[He scoffed, walking over to the desk to lean on it, ankles crossed over one another. If he'd come in here even thinking about love or confessing it, he imagines Blaine would laugh him out of the room.

But Nott would never accept friends.]

I've already told you. I'm sorry you dislike my reasons. If my climbing out of your bed means that we're due for a friendly 20 questions or a game of 'getting to know you' then I was right to go for a full cut.

That's what pillow talk is, and we've done plenty of that.

[He sat, staring at Matt for a while without saying anything. There were so many things to say and yet none that he felt he should say. He worked his jaw for a second before he let the uncertainty and all other emotions disappear behind a mask of neutrality.]

All right. You've made it clear I'm not going to get a real answer and having an adult conversation about this isn't going to happen. We can't be friends so that's it. Whatever is twisting your balls can let go now. I'm not going to hold on if you aren't willing to fight for whatever it is that we have, if anything.

[What was he to do but take it? Matt wished he could break it down, explain the lie, the reason, but that would make everything so far pointless.]

Then you would know me better.

[He wanted to fight for it. The heavy weight on his chest only got heavier, trapping him. If he had wanted to leave, he would have already been out the door. He should be heading there right now.]

I fail to see how this is either of those things. For what it is worth, I'm sorry.

[Blaine easily stood up from his bed and walked over to Matt, leaning against the dresser with one hand as he looked the vampire in the eye from an increasingly small distance.]

Do I need to tell you what you're 'I'm sorry' is worth to me without an explanation?

Roughly the same as any of my word. [Nothing. Matt shook his head, looking away and to the floor.]

S'for your own good that I don't, even if you can't believe that.

[As soon as Matt's eyes turned away, Blaine was bringing up a hand to grasp the vampire's chin and try to turn the head to look at him.]

You aren't giving me a single reason to believe you.

[Why'd Blaine have to make this so hard? Matt's chin was lifted back up, bringing the same dark conflicted eyes that greeted him at the door up with it.]

I'm protecting us both.

[It was still truth and could still be applied, walking the fine line of breaking his resolve and keeping it.]

[His thumb ran across Matt's jaw.]

From what?

[He highly doubted it was a what, but asking who would probably set off more alarm bells.]

[His jaw flexed and he searched the blue gaze for something.]

You don't take no very well.

[Gently turning his face out of Blaine's hand, Matt steps away, putting that distance back between them.]

Ignorance is secure bliss. All that matters is that I can't be seen with you.

[Blaine felt Matt slip out of his grasp and didn't try to hold him.]

Ignorance is how you get in trouble when you don't know who to watch out for. Especially when they know you.

[Blaine continued to lean against the dresser.]

Not telling me where the blade aiming for my neck is coming from isn't doing me any favors, amore.

Me ending this stops it from ever being drawn, Blaine, I told you that this would be hard to understand.

[Being close to Blaine, physically speaking, blurred his senses. Not being close to him made Matt feel like he was standing at the other end of an ocean, somehow only just hearing each other from the shores. Matt kept his face as neutral as he possibly could but drew in an uneven breath to speak quietly.]

The smell of you lingers in my clothes.

Because you aren't explaining. You're just giving me vague words.

[Blaine's sense of smell was strong for a vanilla human, but he knew well the effects of a familiar scent. It was tied strongly to things you couldn't control. The blonde stepped forward again, and tucked his head down lower to Matt's level.]

Good.

[His fingers came up to clench in Matt's jacket and pull him towards him. He didn't want this to be easy for Matt. Not after the shit he was going through with the ghoul thing. Hell, this was his perfect way out, but he had come to realize he didn't want out of their relationship altogether. He just didn't want to be the man's slave.]

[Matt's chin automatically lifted and tilted, readying him for a kiss, eyes dropping to watch the single word drop off Blaine's lips. He had to force his chin to lower, only to feel Blaine's grip digging into more then just the lapels of his jacket.

He didn't budge, one hand wrapping around Blaine's wrist but he couldn't bring himself to tear the grip off him, stuck on feeling the pulse underneath his fingers.]

Telling you would defeat the purpose of trying to protect you.

[He closed his eyes against the onslaught of it all, the scent and feel of the man most of all.]

Why must you make this so difficult?

[Blaine could've said a lot of things, but he didn't. Matt's hand was firmly on his wrist and it was within his power to make Blaine let go and to leave the room. It wouldn't be hard at all for him to avoid Blaine for the rest of the trip, what with his supernatural senses, but the blonde knew Matt didn't want to do that. That's why they were still so close. Why Matt was still in the room.

So he said nothing. He just took a slight step back so he could lean in with the proper angle and capture Matthew's mouth.]

[He didn't want to leave, he didn't want this thing they had to end but Blaine catching his mouth and the way he fell into the sensation, the way his body naturally carried him forward into the mans body, made her louder in his head.

He'd seen the ends Malkavian madness could take someone, he'd watched his dear sister destroy herself along with him and Dorian, had seen what she did to the lovers she got jealous of. The thought of Blaine chained up getting his far to blue eyes torn out of his head turned Matt's stomach.

He broke the kiss with a sound torn between grief and want, squeezing Blaine's wrist softly.]

I'm sorry, amour. Truly I am.

[Matt started to step past him and towards the door, heart being torn out with every step.]

Edited 2014-08-03 23:20 (UTC)

[Blaine knew that Matt didn't want their relationship to end. He didn't have to guess that what the vampire was doing was because he felt he had no choice. Sometimes you had to do things that you hated and absolutely loathed, but what got to Blaine were the lies.

He twisted his wrist so he could grab hold of Matthew's in return before he could leave. His eyes were dark with desire from the kiss, but wholly serious.]

You'll do what you feel you need to, but don't lie and say it's what you want.

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