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Meme 1
Something borrowed, something blue...something like that. Give me one of your characters and one of mine and I will write you a short drabble of what a marriage proposal could be like for them! Feel free to pick a current ship, complete crack, or even one we've played or discussed that out and I'll do a variation of sorts. (specify universe please!)
List
Robin/Lily
Rodney/Anika
Diallo/Morgana
Alice/Mark
Thora/Ambrose (FR)
Thora/Ambrose (FRHS)
Pup/Chastity
Alice/Peter
Robin/Chastity
Alice/Barnabus
Meme 2
Without looking at my current and past character directories, what patterns do you associate with my roleplaying? For example, with X-Men RPing, this can include things like gender, mutant powers, physical details, PBs, family history, personalities, specific characters, etc.
Something borrowed, something blue...something like that. Give me one of your characters and one of mine and I will write you a short drabble of what a marriage proposal could be like for them! Feel free to pick a current ship, complete crack, or even one we've played or discussed that out and I'll do a variation of sorts. (specify universe please!)
List
Robin/Lily
Rodney/Anika
Diallo/Morgana
Alice/Mark
Thora/Ambrose (FR)
Thora/Ambrose (FRHS)
Pup/Chastity
Alice/Peter
Robin/Chastity
Alice/Barnabus
Meme 2
Without looking at my current and past character directories, what patterns do you associate with my roleplaying? For example, with X-Men RPing, this can include things like gender, mutant powers, physical details, PBs, family history, personalities, specific characters, etc.
excited
Lily & Robin (mehehehe >:-))
Anika & Rodney
Morgana & Diallo XD
Meme 2:
Hm, this is a difficult one. I think the first thing that comes to mind is that you pick very diverse PBs; genders, races, s'all good, as long as you're inspired by them, which you obviously always are by the choices you make! Your characters are always very complex emotionally without having to be unnecessarily complex in their backstories etc.
I can't lie, I basically want, like, one for Alice and each of my guys XD but Alice/Mark would be particularly hilarious. (FR)
Thora/Ambrose (FR and FRHS, plz?)
Meme 2
I think of you mostly as funny guys and way too forgiving girls XD That's not to say I don't think you have great diversity! In fact, I really love how you can play so many facets of Robin and still play other complex characters like Diallo and Yancy and each of them really stands on their own and all the parts are really compelling. I think you have a really good way of fleshing out stories like Robin Hood and Alice in Wonderland to the point where I honestly believe those stories and those PBs are yours, like, I-wouldn't-mess-with-them yours :D
Alice/Mark Proposal
Mark glanced over at Alice, eyebrows climbing up his forehead. Instinctively, he knew this must be some kind of riddle, and while he wanted to appear clever enough to solve it, he would flounder. Might as well get it over with…
“What?” he asked, knitting his brow. “The answer to what?”
“‘Will you marry me?’” Alice grinned. “Yes, I will!”
His eyes went impossibly wide, darting away from her and gluing themselves to the floor. When in bloody hell had he asked that? He couldn’t remember for the life of him. That wasn’t like him. Had he been hit in the head?
Luckily, Alice read his expression and supplied the needed information. “In the closet! You said all sorts of things, but… that was the only question that I recall. I didn’t think it proper to keep you waiting any longer, and it seems like a good idea, so yes!”
Mark pulled his glasses off and rested his face in his hands. Dear God, was he actually that obsessed with monogamy that he had slipped a proposal into a casual fling? Come to think of it, that did sound like him, and he was nodding slowly as this occurred to him. He pulled his hands away with a deep breath, ready to submit himself to his own mistake, for he wasn’t about to “escape her clutches” when it was his own folly that had started it all. Then again… he wasn’t sure Alice understood the implications as well as he did.
“Alice,” he said gently as he replaced his glasses and took both her hands in his. He urged her to sit, kneeling before her with a smile. “Honey, do you understand what marriage is?”
“I do,” she nodded. “My parents were married, and they seemed to enjoy it.”
“That’s good,” he said. “But… do you understand what it meant for them? That they were… exclusive.”
“Exclusive?” she asked, not sure she understood the context of the word.
“They were in love,” Mark explained gently. “They spent their entire lives together, and all that could part them was death. That’s part of the vows you take. It also means that…” He was hoping this would be the deal breaker. “…You can only… make love… to that one person for the rest of your life.”
Alice had been placidly listening, unaffected, until this last. Her eyes went wide, her hands tightening around his, and she blinked. He didn’t think he’d ever seen her caught off guard, would have said it wasn’t possible, until this moment. “I…”
“And,” he was quick to add, “If you do find yourself with another man or woman, it’s adultery. Which is wrong. It… makes people angry. Breaks their hearts.”
“Oh my,” Alice breathed. “Well, that’s a different story, isn’t it?” She laughed nervously, then pulled her hands free so that she could frame his face with them. She leaned in and kissed him softly, and he could almost taste the apology on her lips. “You are very good, Mark. Handsome and sweet and such a fine man. But… is it too late to change my answer?”
Mark snorted in spite of himself, kissing her palm since her inherent sweetness simply begged for it. “No, dear. You answer however you like. I don’t mind.”
“Then… I love you in my way, but…” She blurted the word before she lost her courage altogether. “No!”
“Can’t say I blame you,” he breathed, standing again and easing her back up with him. “Friends?”
“Oh, I like the sound of that much better,” Alice giggled with relief, throwing her arms around his neck.
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BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I totally figured monogamy would be the deal-breaker but I love that he was all sweet and tender explaining it to her. IT'S SO CUTE <3
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All four of these are fairly Cracktastic...
Pup and Chastity
Alice and Peter
Robin and Chastity
Alice and Barnabus
Alice/Peter Proposal
He was used to her exuberance by now and only jumped a little, and that could be attributed to the contrast between the church’s deep silence and her voice. He smiled at her approach, though he knew instantly that he was in for something as strange as it would be sweet. That was always the way with Alice.
“Alice,” he replied with much more reserve. Secretly, he hoped he might be an influence on her, that his calm attitude would temper hers. Yet all the same, he wouldn’t change her for the world.
She was hurtling herself down the aisle between the pews, slamming into his arms with a giggle that demanded he laugh with her. And he did, after he was done stumbling and gasping from the force of their collision. If there was one thing to be said for her, she was always happy to see… everyone.
“How are you?” she asked brightly, smiling up at him as she still clung to his torso.
“I’m good, Alice,” he chuckled. “And you?”
“Very, very good,” she laughed. “I have a request to make of you.” She pulled back and smoothed her dress, trying not to snicker as she put on a straight face. “A formal one.”
“Oh, formal, is it?” Peter smirked softly. “Proceed, my lady.”
“I would like for you… no love!” she corrected hastily. “I would love for you to marry me.”
Peter was ashamed to admit that this caught him off guard. Maybe he wasn’t used to her at all. His mouth opened, closed, then opened again with a croak. “Wuh… What?”
“Marry me!” Alice grinned.
“I don’t…” Peter looked around as though hoping someone would leap to his rescue, but they were alone. He turned back and pointed to his collar. “I have vows…”
“Exactly!” she bounced. “That’s why!”
Peter paused furrowing his brow. “Apparently… you’ve lost me somewhere.”
“No, you’re right--”
“I mean, I don’t understand,” Peter interrupted. “You want me to marry you because of my vows? But those two things are contrary, Alice. I can’t marry, because of my vows. Do you see?”
The look she gave him indicated that she didn’t understand at all, and she wilted. “But… oh.” She simply accepted this, regardless of whether or not it made sense to her, and nodded. She turned away like a chastised child and dragged her feet toward the entrance. “White and I were really hoping, too…”
“White?” Peter prompted, stepping up beside her and turning her gently to face him. “Why would White hope that I would marry you?”
“Because we talked it over,” Alice answered. “And we agreed that we wanted you to conduct the ceremony. I thought priests did that. But if you can’t…”
Peter almost slapped himself in the head, and though he stayed his hand, he did allow a generous sigh. “Alice… I’m sorry. I thought… You know what? Forget what I thought. I’d be honored.”
Her face turned from night to day again, and Peter was relieved to see such joy in her once more. “Thank you! Oh, thank you, thank you!” After a quick, tight embrace, she was out the door again, probably bounding after White to deliver the good news. Eventually, it would reach Robin’s ear… He would never live this down, but the prospect only made him smile.
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Robin/Chastity Proposal
“Tell me how I look, Robin,” Chastity baited. She folded her arms behind her head, causing her already perky breasts to rise a little more until they threatened to pop out of her cream-colored corset. She fluffed her hair that was such a bright pink it bordered on red in the deepening dark of evening, then waggled her hips where the too-short, white skirt barely covered them. She was almost as tall as he in her platform boots, which were as creamy as her corset, leather climbing up her thighs and ending almost where her fishnet stockings did.
Robin smirked, his eyes going bedroom all too swiftly, and looked her up and down. “Sweet enough to eat.”
“That’s why I love asking you,” Chastity purred as she slunk closer. “Because you always answer, it’s always honest, and you put things so nicely.” Her arms moved gracefully about his neck, and she hung there. “So you like the outfit?”
“Oh yeah,” he chuckled as if it should be obvious without asking.
He was reaching up to lay his hands on her sides, and she whirled so that her back was pressed flush with his chest, guiding his rough palms over the ridges of the corset. With her lips breathing the question over his cheek, she asked, “You don’t think it’s too much?”
“Not at all,” he grumbled, knowing he should break contact soon lest he do something monumentally stupid.
“It’s not proper, though,” she mused softy.
“Since when does that matter to you?” he countered.
“Wisely put,” she laughed, the sound sultry in her throat. She twirled and faced him again. “But is it proper for this party? I sometimes have trouble picking things out that aren’t purely work clothes. My work clothes are just so comfy…”
“You couldn’t ask Alice this?” he growled, growing weary of fashion questions he couldn’t answer, not to mention the way she was touching him.
“She’s too much like me,” Chastity shrugged. “Us Wonderland nymphos tend to have trouble seeing things the way the rest of you do… So I thought I'd ask an outsider this time.”
“Well, I wouldn’t tell you to get married in a dress like that or anything…” he mumbled as she toyed with his hair, her face too close for comfort.
“Was that an offer?” she grinned broadly. “We could make Marian the maid of honor.”
Robin gave her a longsuffering glare, seized her by the hips, and pushed her at arm’s length. She was still grinning mercilessly when he said, “you look good and slutty. Okay?”
“Thank you,” Chastity purred, tickling a finger under his chin before sauntering away.