♥ Call Me Out Meme! ♥

[demonicangel67]

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


muse list here

♛ refer to the list above for active muses. all are up for grabs ♛ 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.

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most loyal disciple, please ♡

[crownofblood]

[It's weird, maybe a little awkward, that sometimes when he looks at her he thinks of his "mother." He remembers waking up one night sweeps ago, unsure of which reality he was no longer dreaming in, and asking, "Porrim, where's my sweater? It's cold," and receiving a look of shock from her; she had never told him her name, and there he'd been addressing her casually by it and inquiring about a sweater he never had. But this memory comes up because his matesprit falls under a similar category of reality-fucked deja vu of a world, an entire universe where they were all friends of the same age, but no one remembers but him.]

[To right the wrongs of his alternate past and to bring peace to the world he found himself in now, he sought out to tell his story to all who would listen. He saw a world where everyone could be happy, remembered a time lost long ago when "cull" meant the opposite of what it does now. He gained followers, supporters of the cause to unite, met this incarnation of Mituna, and then...and then he met Meulin all over again.]

[He doesn't remember having feelings for her in any life, but it wasn't long until the mixed desires of multiple quadrants made themselves clear. He felt deepy red for her, sometimes felt dark stirrings in her direction, felt as if they were two pale halves of a whole, and the joy he experienced when she returned his affections was so astronomical he was convinced nothing could ever compete with it. She's not the girl he used to know, but she's his world and it's nothing without her in it.]

[He nudges her shoulder gently, hoping to ease her awake.]

Meulin, the sun has set.

[He sometimes forgets that he can't remember a time in his other universe's youth when his face hurt from smiling so much.]

♥

[neverfurget]

[Sometimes, often times, she wondered how anything like this could possibly happen to her. How fate had decided to put this troll, this wonderful guy in front of her.

Her entire life, she was used to being alone. Perhaps finding others here and there that she could spend an night with but otherwise she just wandered. And then she'd heard of a troll who wanted to change things. Wanted to show others that blood colors didn't matter, that everyone should live together and not segregated. So she followed him. She wrote everything he said, kept his work alive in her tomes and soon had the pleasure of walking straight up to him and saying "Hello, I'd like to join your cause!"

She wouldn't consider herself a passive type. When she was interested in something, she wanted to be a part of it and now that she was...now that she had something to look forward to every night. It was all sorts of happiness that couldn't be described with the most beautiful words spoken or written.

It was with a small whimper and a yawn (that sounded more like a chirrup than a yawn), that she awoke to see his face. She automatically grinned and leisurely leaned up for a "good evening" kiss.]

Hello!