Shipping Meme

[somepartsbroken]

Welcome to the ToS Shipping Meme! The rules are simple.

1. Post your character/preferences.
2. Reply to other characters with one of the following scenarios
3. Ship it!

Remember, this is just a fun meme so you can ship things that would NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY in game. Yay for no in-character consequences to bad decisions.

SCENARIOS
1. Stupid Cupid Your characters stumble upon a room in the temple that is dedicated to Berkano, which is the rune of love and new beginnings. Think Midsummer Night's Dream. Your characters may be close friends, strangers, or sworn enemies. Whatever the case is, they are now suddenly and inexplicably in complete and total love. They may or may not be aware that this makes no sense, but they can't help themselves.

2. Some Like It Hot Forget love and new beginnings. Your characters have ACTUALLY stumbled upon a room in the temple that is dedicated to Kenaz, the rune of fire, passion, and sex. There's no stopping you, even if you tried. Luckily, the room is prepared for that, and comes equipped with a bed. Whether or not you guys make it that far across the room is another question.

3. I Can Hear The Bells Your characters are getting married. Maybe it's true love, maybe it's to get out of marrying Tristan, maybe you're being forced into it and this ship is a little dub-con, or maybe it's because you accidentally participated in some Nysgod ritual and weren't aware of its implications. Either way, the wedding is about to happen or just has. How do you feel about that?

4. I Don't Want To Go Your character has been determined to NOT be the one for Tristan. Whether or not they like it, they're being sent home. Do they choose to spend it with a close friend, with the one they love? Or maybe, do they decide to finally tell that person they've always had a crush on just how they feel? You only have one night left, what you do with it is up to you.

5. The First Time Your characters are interested in each other and it's time to do something about it. Either the first date, the first kiss, the first I love you....or some other significant first. Whatever it is, it's definitely time to take that step. So who's going to take the initiative?

6. The Morning After Your characters definitely went at it. Maybe it's the first time, maybe they're cheating on someone, maybe it was out of anger. Whatever the case, for some reason, it was significant and you're going to have to talk about it. Good morning, Starshine! The earth says it's time for some cuddling and/or awkward conversation.

7. Potpourri Have another idea? Pregnancy, proposal, accidental body contact, trapped together, caught in the rain, hurt/comfort, etc? Go for it! Make your own scenarios up and run with them.


NOTE: Feel free to throw any mirrors into play if you're interested!

[ I totally stole the source code off the old one, so ALLLLLL credit goes to the mods.]

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7. Caught in the Rain

[madame_de_pompadour]

She reached out tentatively, allowing her hand to become sprinkled with the gentle and cool water. The night air was chilly, her breath visible against the dark sky. Reinette regarded her companion beside her, somewhat better in terms of appearance than she was. Her large gown had become heavy from the rain, her hair flattened and stringy. Certainly not a romantic woman to behold, but rather, a fish out of water, so to speak.

Reinette gave a small chuckle, "Rather fortunate that we run into each other."

[rumchocolatesouffle]

Kurt's smile grows as he sees the record player. He loved his crazy friend.

He walked and enjoyed the night. "This is really nice of you."

[blytheandbonnie]

[Well, she's not NOT all right.

She may be tiny and pale and tend to seem about as solid as cotton candy in a breeze, but she's also gone through plenty of situations worse than that. For one thing, she knew that was coming. For another, she got something beautiful out of it, and most of the time, in her experience, something beautiful doesn't come out situations with blood and screaming and torn flesh.

Bonnie's been keeping her eyes closed for awhile, tried body suddenly exhausted--but her mind isn't, and she's never been good at sitting still for all that long.]

Anyone who says you forget about that pain when it's over is crazy. I bet a man started that rumor. [And she peers one eye open.]

1 (Beauty and the Beast)

[madame_de_pompadour]

She had wandered into the room simply by chance, but the heaviness in the air made her pause and stay. She stared at the rune, transfixed by its beauty, but the power it seemed to possess. When she heard someone enter behind her, her meditation was broken. There had been no strength in it to begin with. A simple curiosity that she had learned in regards to this strange place.

As soon as her eyes alighted upon the figure, Reinette found her heart beating more rapidly. He was not handsome or even breathtaking. By many, he would be a monster, a beast. Yet, she knew at once that she loved him with every ounce of passion in her soul. This creature was the love of her life, displacing one other man that she had carried so long. That love now was a game, a child's fantasy compared to what she felt for this man.

She moved towards him slowly, reaching out to cup his cheek with her hand. "My love." She whispered to him.

[chavtastic]

Yessir.

[ Her fingers automatically lace with his, it's natural at this point, second nature. She's still not entirely sure what this is all about but she goes with it, goes with him because she trusts him implicitly and without question.

She stops with him but she's peering too, eyes wide. Wow.

They're really leaving. ]

Sarah Jane Smith | Doctor Who | OTA

[investigatetime]

|D

[shewhokills]

Aileen grinned, huddling herself closer, pressing against him and twining on leg lightly around his. The memory of last night was returning more the longer she was awake. She replayed it in her mind's eye, cheeks flushing and eyes sliding closed.

He was stirring, but she hoped he remained something close to asleep for a little while. He was peaceful, when he slept.

[capt_forehead]

Angel had been reading when Dorian entered the room and was given a look acknowledgement before turning back to his book. When Dorian sits down, Angel slowly looks over at him, one eyebrow arching at the greeting.

"What are you doing, Dorian?" Straight to the point today. He was used to getting hit on now and then, but men were usually not this... forward with themselves. He also figured Dorian didn't swing that way, but he's been wrong before.

[rumchocolatesouffle]

(Would you be interested?)

[capt_forehead]

Drinking to excess wasn't usually his thing, but for some reason Angel had really let loose the night before. Blacked out before eight pm, which said something for the amount he imbibed. Nott's jolt woke him slightly and he half rolled over. His eyes were barely even open, voice groggy and rough with sleep.

"Wha? Where's the fire?" Does he have to get up? The bed is comfortable and he's still sleepy.

[ka_mai]

(Sure, anything goes in memeland! :D)

[capt_forehead]

Angel smiled down at her and thought her beautiful, rain soaked and all. It made her seem more.. human, not that she wasn't anything but that before hand. Angel's hair dripped on his shoulders, one hand brushing through to try and slick some of the water away.

"Yeah, it is. I'd offer you an umbrella or my coat but.." He spread his arms out, showing the wet silk shirt that clung to his skin and his lack of anything to help her.

"It's a good rain though, don't you think?"

[somepartsbroken]

"What better music is there? It carries it's own beat and we can easily follow it." He spoke playing up the charm a little. Once her hand was on his, he stepped closer to place his other on her side. Starting a slow dance, because that was what he was used to most of the time despite knowing a lot of dances.

[nott_caine]

She gave him a kick, attempting to push him out of bed. Her present naked state not lost on her or the pile of clothes on the floor. Whatever she drank last night was so not worth it. "Fang boy!" She said a bit louder, her head pounding. "Get up! Seems we got something to discuss. Great, domestics."

[somepartsbroken]

"You needed someone to show you a touch of kindness my friend, I could not stand another moment of seeing you near tears. So for the next few hours I am yours, for anything within reason and not pushing bounds." He spoke with that ever charming tone, as he stepped back but kept hold of Kurts hand to make a exaggerated bow.

"May I have this dance?"

[somepartsbroken]

Generally, Dorian does not. He had a performance for the lovely squishy parts of a woman when he even felt like such things. This was all chemical. He grinned as pretty as he could at Angel.

"I've come to keep you company, you seem so lonely." a hand laid on Angel's shoulder with a moment given before he leans in closer. "You are much too perfect a specimen to be so lonely."

[madame_de_pompadour]

"I am not certain it would do much good," she laughed, grinning up at him. He was handsome under the moonlight. Very much like a dark god from one of the fables. Hades, perhaps, come to snatch away Persephone into the night. His smile only further animated his features, something he needed more often. He was charming and pleasant, everything she enjoyed being around. "I am already soaked."

She nodded, reaching out to touch the rain once more. "I have always loved the rain. It's so soothing and calm. I suppose...it is like you."

[madmaninabox]

[He raises the hand from her forehead. Scout's honour:] For once, that wasn't me.

[Lord, though, he's relieved. If she's well enough to make verbal jabs, she's going to be fine.]

Be a minute before they bring her back. You can rest now.

hikaru sulu {genderswap} | star trek aos | ota

[ex_steadycourse703]

Yay~!

[somepartsbroken]

"It wasn't locked when I closed it!" He snorted back indignant trying to pop his shoulder back where it belonged after he had tried ramming the door a few times before letting her take the kick at it. "Why is it forever my fault? You didn't say leave the door open! Most talks intel closing a door."

He was a little huffy because he was tired of everyone and everything blaming him for anything. It wasn't Nott's fault just the way the temple seemed to work.

"I brought you here to talk, what else? What else does anyone do in this infernal place."

[somepartsbroken]

"At times, it is something men are expected to do. To give a woman flowers. Friends and loved ones most then anything. And since your a friend and I had a feeling you had never been given flowers I decided to give them to you. It lights up a room and such. Usually they are put in a vase until they die."

It was pretty boring.

[blytheandbonnie]

What are you doing here?

[She makes a move like she might try to raise herself up--and that is very promptly realized to be a terrible, painful plan, and so she lies back against the pillows again instead.]

She's been alive for all of a few minutes. Shouldn't you be hooking up some kind of, I don't know, wires and things to her? Testing to see if she's radioactive or something? [Despite the teasing, she does look tired. Maybe a bit paler than usual, too. Nothing that isn't the normal for a woman who just gave birth, though.

Bonnie turns her hand over on the bed, palm up, fingers extending toward him.]

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[ex_steadycourse703]

[Even with the warnings about strange rooms and inexplicable happenings. It's impossible to just stay cooped up in one room the whole time. So, inevitably, exploring does happen.

..and meeting new people while said exploring happens too.

Sulu doesn't even know this woman's name. But she's just struck by something about her. The shine of light off her hair, or something. She offers a friendly smile.]

[rumchocolatesouffle]

Kurt chuckles and shakes his head. He didn't think the warning disclaimer had been necessary. He wasn't exactly looking to hop into bed with anyone. But Dorian was like that. And maybe he was just picking at things and should just sit back and enjoy them. Shut up brain.

Kurt bows back to him. "Yes, you may." He steps into Dorian's arms already loving the idea of dancing for a while.

[somepartsbroken]

Marca?

[ He inquired curiously.]

I have no clue, I have no means of distraction on me. Even my harmonica is in my jacket where I left it. Mayhaps we could try to feel around the walls. See if anything triggers?