call me out v. 15.0

[misheard]

Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!

Old CR, new CR, assumed CR, canonmates, AU, crossover, whatever, it's all good.

Comments

[beatojuice]

barging in years late to say that I want some Beato/Noel!!! Either something cozy like them sipping hot chocolate, or her gently (sexily?) bullying him.

[caughthell]

hell yea!! what about... first kisses. in between cozy and sexy.

hi tsuchi

[gemuinemanagement]

[If Hanako were any less of Hanako about this, he and Yashiro would definitely be the ones attending this supernatural gathering to keep tabs on what's going on with the local spirits. He's been scolded for sending his subordinates to do his work for him instead, after all.

Unfortunately, it's a gathering where you are Required to have a date, and the requirements for supernatural parties tend to be much more strict than for human ones. And Hanako had fretted about the dangers of asking her as his date without Meaning it versus the embarrassment and danger of asking her as his date while actually Meaning it until Tsuchigomori had finally just volunteered to take Suga with him instead.

Suga, for his part, is always pleased to go on a date with his boyfriend, and even more happy to be helpful to him in some way.]

I know you're going as part of your job, but is it wrong to think that it sounds like fun, too? Going out with you to a fancy ball.

hi suga

[spiderface]

Not at all. Granted... these supernatural gatherings, balls in particular, are not normally my thing, but having someone with me this time does make it more tempting than it would normally be.

[He adjusts his glasses here, glancing in a reflective surface nearby to make sure that he looks okay. He's still mostly human form, save for the sharp teeth and red eyes of course being noticeable, but he's picked an outfit that will allow easy access for his many arms when he needs to extend them while still looking proper enough for a dance. It's definitely fancier than his usual preferred attire.]

Of course, the supernaturals attending will likely take great interest in my date being a human here. They might not do anything when you're by my side, but if we get separated at any point... well. I shouldn't have to tell you that you'll want to be careful.

for colress

[cherryblooded]

[It is always delightful to visit Colress, even if Doloz is not usually able to make the trip. Certainly it's much simpler for Cherryblod to visit Unova or Alola than for Colress to travel to troll-infested Norway.]

Charming today as always, Colress. No one's snatched you up yet?

[pokexplorer]

[Any time Cherryblod visits, it's like nothing really has changed at all. Colress is still Colress- in other words, he's got his nose buried in some kind of project. Today, it's something about dimensions that he has taken up a great interest in during his travels around Alola. Of course, he was more than happy to set it aside to catch up with Cherryblod over a nice cup of tea.]

"Snatched me up"? I'm afraid I don't follow. [His head tips to the side slightly as the flirting goes right over his shoulder.] If you are concerned about any kidnapping attempts, you may rest assured that I have been completely safe here in Alola.

[The plot of Ultra Moon happened and Team Rainbow Rocket tried to stage an uprising, but it turned out okay!]

suga??

[mash_up]

[Welcome to Generic Jamjar, you're apparently a student at this giant school that you can't actually leave the grounds of. Clearly it's haunted or something, there must be a curse on it that you can't sense yet.

Well, this sure looks like a cursed object. There's a girl walking by in the library with this visible on her tablet, sending it to print on the nearest copy machine.]

Oh, hi, are you busy? I need help putting up all these flyers.

[gemuinemanagement]

[That looks pretty cursed to him, but he's not great with tech to begin with. Suga taps on his tablet and turns it around to show her.]

I don't mind
What are they flyers for

Osamu Dazai

[chichichi]

You know who I'm here for. The question is what, when, where, how.

please don't mind the expired icons

[thesettingsun]

Hellooooo, I'm home?

[Never mind that it's been months since he's been here. Being returned to his own world for a while wasn't something Dazai could control, and... he can't say he was happy about it, really. Not as happy as he was in Nippon.

Do Setsura, Akutagawa, Chuuya, and Higuchi even still live here? It's not dusty, but he doesn't immediately see anyone after opening the door.]

Noel!

[infernaltouch]

[Seems that poor Koro ends up in weird worlds and places way too often. He's doing his best to be low-key here, he can't do so being thrown wherever the universe feels like throwing him.

Oh well, can't sit around moping about it. For now, a bite to "eat" is in order, and the incubus finds himself turning into smoke and sneaking into an unsuspecting human's home, most likely one who finds themselves also thrown into this odd world. So far he only senses one presence in the house, which suits him perfectly.

From unholy abomination, to smoke, to now Mr. Tall, Dark and Handsome, Koro undoes the top buttons of his tight shirt to add a bit of sex appeal, and makes himself comfortable on the couch. Now he plays the waiting game, to see how long until he's noticed. The reveal, and the reactions, is usually a very amusing part of the meal.]

[caughthell]

[This world is nice. Most places are generally nicer than A. a mansion where you're stuck in a time loop of murder and B. literal Hell, so Noel really can't complain about being here.

It's a lovely evening. Time to get up and make some breakfast. Noel emerges from his bedroom and steps into the kitchen.

Then pauses and steps out of the kitchen. No, he wasn't seeing things, there's a very handsome man on his couch.]

Um. H-hello?

chiyome!

[27gfsandcounting]

[When they got back, Yuu's parents had welcomed them back, fed them, and asked questions about how the music retreat was, but they had to leave for the rest of the night and apologetically left the two of them alone. Yuu had expected Chiyome to get a little excited -- she'd looked anxious the whole time they were there -- but she certainly hadn't expected to get scooped up and carried to her bedroom again. Even if she was clinging.]

Chiyome-chan?!

[sninja]

[Yuu's parents are wonderful people and Chiyome's sorry for wishing they would leave faster, but also: girlfriend.]

Forgive me, my lady. Should I put you down?

crewel

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga is visibly anxious in class, and Crewel is a good... um, whatever he is? So of course he'd call Suga after class to check up on him.

Suga, vibrating in nervousness, pulls out a small box. There's a silver bracelet adorned with rubies - something that very much fits in with Crewel's aesthetic.]

I made you something

Did somebody call for a Servant AU? :D

[holy_waters]

[Chaldea's newest Lancer is... well, honestly, they're not that weird, by Chaldea standards.]

[It's just that the bar for that really isn't high.]

[As evidenced by the fact that they're currently standing in the middle of the base's cafeteria, holding a sign in classic The End Is Nigh And Everyone On This Street Corner Needs To Know It fashion. The staff is collectively trying not to make eye contact with them in a desperate attempt to avoid being handed a pamphlet, because some things remain the same no matter how magic you are.]

[The sign simply reads This is the sign you're looking for.]

[Presumably, whoever it's meant for will know it when they see it.]

[sninja]

[The staff are extremely valid. And they look very uncomfortable. Someone should probably talk to this Lancer in order to figure out why they're doing this and if they intend to stop anytime soon.

Unfortunately Ritsuka is busy in the simulator, so Chiyome takes it upon herself to approach instead.]

Err... Lord Preacher, correct?

for Romani!

[ghostfromthemachine]

Special delivery~

[ oh look, it's Kaiko. oh look, she's got food— onigiri today. either he forgot a meal, or she's being proactive— it could be either. or both. ]

[chutzpahless]

[It's definitely at least the first one.]

Oh, is it lunchtime already?

[...it's closer to dinner.]

the boyfriend is In Trouble

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suffice it to say that Tsuchigomori has never seen Suga quite this upset, and definitely not directed at him. It took him long enough to be able to reach the spirit world and track Tsuchigomori down, and he's had plenty of time to think of what he wanted to say in the meanwhile.]

We need to talk. Right now.

he sure is

[spiderface]

[Tsuchigomori wasn't really prepared to have Suga confronting him--at least, not this soon. Suga reaching the spirit world and being able to track him down here now is off script, and it's why when he sees Suga, Tsuchigomori actually looks genuinely shocked for a moment... but then, the expression is quickly smothered.]

You're not supposed to be here.

[He doesn't ask how exactly Suga managed to find him, instead folding his arms and regarding Suga coolly here. He doesn't deny that they probably should talk, but it's obvious he's thrown up a metaphorical wall here in the emotions department for now.]

Toplevel for the Bad Decisions Grail War AU

[mementomoritz]

[The time is right, the Grail once more calling seven mages to wage war.]

[The circle is right, painted with exacting precision in the summoner's own fresh blood- every last line of it. It's not like she has to worry about running out, after all.]

[The words are right.] Fill! Fill! Fill! Fill! It's definitely four times and not five, right? [...Mostly.]

[There have definitely been much less meticulous and well-researched summonings, anyway.]

[Really, the only thing here that isn't right is that the Grail picked another goddamn teenager for murder fest. Why does this keep happening?]

[This kid can't be older than sixteen. She hasn't even bothered to change out of her school uniform to summon forth a being of great and terrible power from the clutches of death. ...Then again, knowing Mercy, she might just only have the one outfit.]

[Buying new clothes would be a waste of perfectly good science funds.]

[Young as she is, though, she's clearly not here by accident- as the circle flares with light, she claps her hands together delightedly, already leaning forward curiously to see what comes out.]

[comatoxic]

[The figure that appears in the circle is clearly not human. The twisted horns are proof of that, even if the rest of it is more or less in the facsimile of a human.

Merlin smiles at his summoner. She's young for certain, but teenagers have always been risking their lives in pursuit of something greater than themselves - what else is new?]

I ask of you, are you my Master?

[The intro is important. He knows that much.]

you know what this is

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

[So that was it. She got into her modern school uniform, said her goodbyes, and stepped through the portal. The kitsune charm on her phone was cracked; there was no way she could go back to the past even if she wanted to. She knew she would want to, she hadn't been lying back at the banquet hall, but she had to move forward. Everything had been leading to that, hadn't it? So it was fine. It was fine.

...Well, it might have been if she'd stepped out onto the stage again, or into the street, or her house, or anything she actually recognized.

Mei starts to wander the labyrinthine library, but gets herself turned around in no time, looking increasingly more worried and exasperated as she goes. Until she takes a deep breath.]

Come on, Charlie-san! You know this isn't right. Where did you send me?

[strayleaves]

[No Charlie here, unless you're looking for Baudelaire, but there is a weirdo in an eyepatch.]

A young woman, lost and alone in a strange library? How 'bewildering'.

[A weirdo in an eyepatch and with somewhat stilted Japanese.]

Did you come out of a book, I wonder?

for satoko, cw: discussion of child death

[goatsongs]

[Of all the nonsense that happens here on a regular basis, sharing memories in dreams is... It's not great, especially for people who like their privacy, but it isn't the worst thing that could possibly happen. Depending on the memory and who sees it, that is.

This memory is of a funeral. The casket is sized for a child.

The holder of this memory is silent, making it hard to tell who it's from - at least until they start to put the casket in the ground. Then the perspective lunges forward, clinging to the casket until he's pulled off by other mourners.

"Don't take him away from me!" Chuuya's voice, wracked with anguish as he struggles. "Please don't take my son away...!"



In the morning, Chuuya makes breakfast for both of them. Something simple, but notable just because he usually lets Satoko handle it. He doesn't quite meet her eyes.]

[loopsbian]

[ satoko doesn't try to meet his gaze. satoko knows, better than most, the feelings that come after a funeral. the emptiness, the loneliness, the confusion - though perhaps that would be less for someone older. (how old was he? early twenties, wasn't it? how terribly sad. even she can feel a twinge of sympathetic pain for that.)

when he serves them breakfast, she takes it with a small smile. and, for a moment, she is tempted to act completely normal; to pretend she's seen nothing. but chuuya is family, and he needs to speak about it. doesn't he? he must.

she tears off a bit with her chopsticks, and she considers her words carefully. when she finally speaks, it is to say: ]

"The inspiration to serve must grow."

[ she takes a bite - nods. ]

...it's good.

for malkuth

[cherryblooded]

Can't say I don't appreciate a good pep talk, but some of us have circumstances that make the quota seem a bit ambitious.

[Hello, it is a man in an equally dapper suit with a shrimp tail. And hair antennae.]

[heavenlyroots]

[ ah! an abnormality. malkuth very nearly ignores his polite attempts at conversation, as is expected of a sephirah, before remembering that this is a completely different set of circumstances. she scribbles a note about that down - boy, this is going to take some getting used to! ]

Well, of course it's ambitious! Ambition is one of the core principles of science and industry. We can't settle for "half-good" results, you know! [ is that a joke? it certainly doesn't seem like it was. ] Still, I'm eager to help where I can! What problems are you running into?

i hear kantera is looking for murder teens

[emberserker]

[So Anna hasn't been the nicest person in Generic Jamjar and generally just looks down on everyone. But, well, Kantera happened to be around, so he's going to have to be the one dealing with her rant.]

What is everybody's problem? You don't see them being judged for having enemies. Ernesta isn't even in this hellhole, and they still whinge about me just because I said I want to destroy her for what she did to me.

[happydreamed]

[Kantera calmly sips his tea as he listens to Anna ramble on.]

Everyone has enemies. The issue is bringing up revenge, I suppose - such a thing is best discussed with close confidants.

[And not Basically Everyone.]

hi melissa, pwease no judgey

[loopsbian]

[ there's an itch that's needed scratched for weeks now - a compulsion new and foreign to satoko. and like she does with many things, she's simply powered through it, ignoring it as it grew and grew and grew.

and then-

"please, mistress satoko. allow me to relieve your tension."

she waits in her room, practically breathless with- anxiety? anticipation? she's not sure. her brain is running at a million miles a minute, and it's all she can do to not yell about it. so she just paces, back and forth, nervous rabbit legs thumping against the floor as she waits for melissa to- "prepare herself," as she'd put it earlier.

when the knock finally comes, it's all she can do to say: ]

Come in! Come in.

[ hurry, she manages to not say. ]

[specialservices]

[Her poor mistress, suffering like that. Of course Melissa would volunteer to help her out - it's what any good maid should do, in her position.

Though perhaps it isn't a servant that Satoko needs, right now?

Melissa enters the room. She's almost never seen without her maid outfit on, which is why it may surprise Satoko to see her in slacks.

She can't ruin her uniform, after all.]

Have you been waiting patiently? Good girl.