CALL ME OUT

[insaneiac]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.


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♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

"Fight forever, Guardian!"

Comments

gimme dantes, you fool

[snipers]

if u want i can c/p the top level you gave me on the hgw meme & we can do that here

That works for me. I brought the pasta :P

[shslavenger]

Servant summoning was a mostly solved ritual. The right place, the right offering, the right boundaries and magical energies were all relatively common knowledge, at least between mages and would be Masters. To that end, when something goes wrong, or sideways, its usually something else getting involved. Something that decided that the rules, or the stage, needed an upheaval.

Yukari's ritual was perfect. So why was it then that nothing seemed to answer her summons? More importantly, why was it that just after the thoughts of failure and frustration began to set in, a loud commotion erupted from one of the adjacent rooms?

Very important and respectable questions, not the first of which would be ignored, disregarded, or outright mocked by the servant she had successfully summoned. There, sitting on a makeshift thrown of ruined furniture and room. Slouched in his seat like some sort of twisted king. Hat drawn down, an amber light at the end of his cigarette the only thing illuminating his face.

Until, that is, his master did appear. Where his golden eyes, which no darkness would ever obscure, would fall open her in equal parts malevolence and glee.

silly texts with Travis plz.

[riveres]

I wonder, what is Santa Destroy like?

...Although, what kind of name is that?

[crownless_king]

A fucking A W E S O M E name come on! Who wants to live in a boring place like "Seattle" when you can live in a place called SANTA DESTROY!?

Anyways, it's a shitthole. Beach has landmines in it. Baseball team is mostly dead. Traffic is weirdly aggressive. Coconuts. So much coconuts.

[riveres]

It's... unique at least.

Although what the hell goes on in there?

[crownless_king]

...what's the not scary way of saying "murder bloodsport funtimes"?

[riveres]

There isn't.

So every day of your life in that place is a struggle. I apologize.

GIVE ME K I N T O K I

[deheaded]

gimme the big dumb golden boy

[goldspark]

realtalk, I had a weird ass dream that felt like one of em sketch comedy shows, and briefly there was this point where he was playing lawn darts and using her as the dart.

Anywhoo, let's do dumb shit!

[deheaded]

you know, i'm pretty sure there's fanart of that

ANYWAY what do you feel like doing with them?

[goldspark]

I'm not even surprised. I must find it tho

THAT...is a really good question. Uh, do you feel like something slice of lifey, fighty, explicit, or just some random ass thing that I will probably bum from Bakerstreet in some way?

[deheaded]

POR QUE NO LOS DOS

idk man pick one i'm so easy (like shuten)

[goldspark]

God you were supposed to be the choosy chosen one!

Uh. I mean if a "do both" situation would be funnest, maybe fighty and explicit? Otherwise I'm totally thinking daily life shenanigans in Chaldea. slightly belated "This is what they were doing during halloween" kinda thing maybe?

[deheaded]

YES

[goldspark]

It had been just another day. It's kinda funny that those can happen in a place like Chaldea, when "just another day" was usually sandwiched between "save the entirety of humanity" and "Barthory Halloween shenanigans". But they could, and they did. And while things had been pretty, all things considered, boring for the first half of the day, the second half seemed to be shaping up very differently.

It had started with a chance encounter in the hall. He had a golden delicious apple practically lodged into his mouth, taking a big bite out of his favorite fruit. Well, apple, at least. From there, it took no time, and only a little egging on, to take things elsewhere.

Master was out. Simulator was free. And the mood was golden. If everything in the entire world regarding her was complicated (at least to him), this one thing wasn't. No one could match up with him in a fight like Shuten Douji did.

"HA!" He belted out, voice positively GOLDEN with vigor and enthusiasm, as he took to the air and threw himself towards her, by was of a giant overhead swing of his axe.

[shiro_megane_kun]

The hotel was predictable. Ishida knew, as his eyes scanned over the drinks, that ordering anything, even a simple water, would likely result in some bizarre and equally perverse modification. There were probably hints, coded in the descriptions of the drink, nothing so straightforward as a description, but oblique references that could be interpreted several ways, if they weren't red herrings.

Ishida didn't have time to puzzle it out, though, before his eyes landed on something unexpected. He'd thought himself wise to the Hotel, but even now, it found a way to throw him a curveball.

Ishida glanced the length of the bar, scanning for a familiar face – or, given the masks, perhaps a familiar figure, a familiar head of vivid crimson hair, but to no avail. He probably should have thought more carefully, more strategically, first, but instead he turned to the bartender. "I've decided to order the Alkaid."