Crack RP Meme

[runs-on-rage.livejournal.com]

In honor of April 1st (and a day early) I give you:

THE CRACK RP MEME!

That's right folks, it's time to bust out all the ridiculous, silly, cracktastical shenanigans you know you've always wanted to play but your characters would never do on the ship.

Random characters you will never app are fine. Joke journals are fine too. It's pretty much a party in here! 8D

Comments

[teethofneedles.livejournal.com]

What the fuck is this shit?

_{[There's a pissed off looking zombie in plate armor and toting a very large battle-axe. Which glows. Yeah, it's probably magical. She bares her teeth, glaring at the hallway. Come on guys, you know you want to poke her.]}

[made-o-felt.livejournal.com]

[Stomping down the hallways of Stacy is a small plantsuit-clad figure that is...made out of felt.]

Great. Just great. It's bad enough I get turned into a puppet, but then I wake up on some alien ship covered in snot.

Could this day get any worse?

[bigbad]

[made-o-felt.livejournal.com]

[Glowering.]

Spike.

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

*hunts for a camera NOW*

[bigbad]

Watch out. He still bites.

[whitefireshot.livejournal.com]

*looks down at the puppet*

...Do all puppets here have such pronounced eyebrows?

[made-o-felt.livejournal.com]

Hey! What's wrong with my eyebrows?

[listenfairy.livejournal.com]

That depends on your definition of worse!!

[made-o-felt.livejournal.com]

[Angel just stares. That's...what is that?]

Uh. Hello.

oh god how did this get here i am not good with computer

[beardonfire.livejournal.com]

[fieldpromoted]

Bored Marines are never a good thing.

There is a dismantled rifle at Trudy's feet - but it's not her service rifle. She has that slung across her back, as usual. No, this rifle gets put back together with quick precision - with only one change to its normal sillhouette.

There's a rather bulky looking hopper sticking out of the top of it.

Trudy aims carefully and fires. Whoever she hits will be sporting a glop of neon pink paint somewhere.

[givememysamples.livejournal.com]

"...very funny Trudy."

Grace has a slightly rueful grin on her face.

[fieldpromoted]

[Yeah, she doesn't look sorry at all.]

Well, you wondered what I got up to when you guys were blue.

[masterofweapons.livejournal.com]

[Oh. What's this?

There's another person with a paintball gun, sneaking up on Trudy with a grin.]

[fieldpromoted]

[He can sneak all he wants, but Trudy knows better than to stay in one place too long and - oh, look at that, she fires at movement.]

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

PAINTBALL FUCKYEAH

[oh crap outbursts of joy make your position known RUN ALLEN RUN]

[fieldpromoted]

[Yep, and Trudy is pretty good at firing in the direction of noise.]

Hah! Maybe you shouldn't talk so loud!

[ov105.livejournal.com]

[She just sits there, wagging her flight control surfaces, peering around at everything with her robot arm.]

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ Oh hello pretty little shuttle... :D ]

[lady-enterprise.livejournal.com]

Captain? Has anyone seen Jim? I can't find Jim anywhere!

[Why yes there is a pouting ship walking Stacey's halls looking for one Captain James T. Kirk.]

[nerve-pincher.livejournal.com]

[Walking purposefully...somewhere. Stop. Pause. Turn. Raise an eyebrow.

What.]

[tellyoumylegend.livejournal.com]

FOOLS!

This is not the way to celebrate! Only the holy sword, Excalibur, knows the proper way to go about it. Listen, and I will tell you of my legend. Of pranks. It begins in the twelfth century.

[sometimes-bites.livejournal.com]

[small child is intrigued.]

Go on.

[sometimes-bites.livejournal.com]

[Have a small Hawaiian girl stuffing a fork wrapped in greenish-markered tinfoil into a half-filled pickle jar]

Grif has been bad. He needs to be punished.

[ogod what]