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

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[cant-be-lazy.livejournal.com]

And in this corner of the Grand Ship Stacy, we have a little girl in pink. She's pilfered a little pink jukebox from somewhere and started to dance to its happy tune.

The odd thing about this scene? She's talking to a little stray robot all the while, and attempting to convince the lost little thing to dance with her.

"See? It's easy if you put your mind to it! And you've got a really fast mind, right? So all you have to do is wave over heeeeere"---the girl twirls and bounces over to one spot---"and then over here!" A little twirling kick later, she's back in her original spot and bouncing around.

"Perfect! Don't forget to twirl and smile when you're done, it makes it look really nice. And it's fun! Oh...I guess you can't smile. Just the twirling's fine. But you'll have to put extra energy into it." Her mission accomplished, she looks around with wide brown eyes. Maybe there's a person to talk to?

[sly-knife.livejournal.com]

Sly Knife has no idea what to make of this. For now he's just going to stare.

Oomans are so weird. Good prey. But weird.

[cant-be-lazy.livejournal.com]

Bouncing over to pick up her jukebox and move it to a safer spot, the girl catches a glimpse of...something. Ever-curious, her head pokes out.

"Hey, anybody there?"

[whitefireshot.livejournal.com]

And right next to that corner was a young woman in a long blue-white jacket. Staring at the horror in pink, far too excited and energized to be anything but witchcraft. Certainly, nothing could be that pink, and that energetic, and normal. Not at all.

The teen gunslinger rubbed her forehead at the other girl's antics, "I doubt the Tincan wants to dance, I know I wouldn't."

[cant-be-lazy.livejournal.com]

"Aww, why not? It's really fun. And he seems to be doing well," she says cheerfully, watching him bob and weave on his way.

"Have you ever tried?"

[whitefireshot.livejournal.com]

"Didn't know tin cans knew what fun was," Aine sighed, staring at the robot as it 'danced.' Is that what this place considered dancing? What a ridiculous thought.

"That craziness, no," Aine shot, cold as ice for a moment. Before smiling, if only a little, "I danced as we were taught, in pairs, gracefully."

[cant-be-lazy.livejournal.com]

The girl easily brushes off the shot, perking right back up at the mention of pair dancing.

"Oh! I've always thought that looked really nice, but I've never really had a chance to practice. One of my aunts had a wedding once, and I tried to slow dance with the ring-bearer before he tripped over the cake, but that was it. Did you like it?"

[whitefireshot.livejournal.com]

"I was a little older than you the first time my unit had a dance," Her thoughts flew back to her time in training, and the dances. One of the few activities that were without any actual use in combat. Although they did serve function in the military. Easier to fit in to diplomatic events if you could dance some.

She laughed, she didn't have that problem when she danced. Although that was what she expected to happen, "It wasn't so bad. Dancing with other girls was a bit easier than boys up till a few months back." She stopped cold as she realized what she just said.