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

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

...

Alright, 'M listenin'...

[lookatyourman.livejournal.com]

Your scent may be manly Captain Hammer, but without the power of Old Spice it will never match the sheer masculinity of mine.

[tinybutstubborn.livejournal.com]

And Kang score's a point in the bronze's book. His staaaaaring gets a little less piercing.

"I'm Armaenis," he informs, as if offering a very important and useful piece of information as a favor. "Who're you, draconian?"

[nocapesdahling.livejournal.com]

No, Dahlings, nononono, this is...Unnacceptable! What nonsense is zhis?

A ship made of meat, zhat is one thing, of course this ridiculous notion of plants that you wear is another entirely, and what is this I hear of capes?

And Dahlings, you know how I feel about capes.

[nerve-pincher.livejournal.com]

It is unnecessary for me to employ fabricated pheromones to attract females.

[stupidbluechild.livejournal.com]

And she laughed, moving at blinding speeds, popping from her previous point to just behind Alessa's shoulder.

"I know! Let's play Tax Inspectors!!"

[tinybutstubborn.livejournal.com]

Armaenis looks around and flicks his tail when he sees Celena.

"Hello," he says, then asks almost immediately, "What color are you?"

He can't tell. His mom and dad never told him about anything with glowing red stripes.

[headology-user.livejournal.com]

Hmmph. *Could really care less what any man would smell like, given that most smell either washed or unwashed.*

[assneedskicking.livejournal.com]

A real man doesn't need your. Smelly perfumes. Not when they naturally reek of manliness, like me.

[nerve-pincher.livejournal.com]

This child is highly illogical. "Many toxins can be absorbed through skin. Hence, my concern."

[stupidbluechild.livejournal.com]

"I'm Charlotte!"

She giggled.

"What's your name?"

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Hey! I'm way more awesome than him.

[adcntpairofpnts.livejournal.com]

ALL I WANT IS SOME PANTS! A DECENT PAIR OF PANTS!

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

What do capes have to do with it?

[bitchingcamaro.livejournal.com]

_{[Dances along with the music. Loosen up, you old piece of scrap metal!]}

[nerve-pincher.livejournal.com]

This elder looks familiar.

"Pardon me. I do not believe we are acquainted."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Oh really? I dunno...he's got some pretty nice shinies on his side...

[lookatyourman.livejournal.com]

Ah, but scent goes beyond the material. It is something that embodies the very soul of a man. Even the Avatar could grow to a man in seconds were he to use it.

Look at Aang. Now back to me. Now back to Aang. Now back to me. Sadly he isn't me, but if he follows these ancient water bending scrolls that detail how Old Spice was first blended he could at least smell like me.

What scrolls you ask? Look down. Why the ones in your hand.

[thexanwhosees.livejournal.com]

*is happy all of the sudden*

[little-samus.livejournal.com]

"But he's still alive I think."

[governorkang]

"Kang."

No. No. It is not his. It is a dragon, and for all he knows, they are brothers. He should not want to pick it up.

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

"But your mom was never a mercenary, right?"

Tex's only response to the continued tilting is to drop down onto her stomach, laying on top of his helmet. There. You wanted clipping? More clipping!

[lookatyourman.livejournal.com]

That's the logic of a man who cares what his lady thinks of what her man smells like.

[stupidbluechild.livejournal.com]

She appears from the shadows, melting into existance, a specter among demons...

"Hi! I'm Charlotte! What's your name?"

[demon-alessa.livejournal.com]

Alessa did NOT like someone doing what she did, but for the moment she would indulge this...thing.

"What is that game?"