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

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

I'm a cyborg! I can do anything!

[give him a break, his cerebral functions are all on scrapping together parts for a decent paintball gun like NOW and okay here we go. Well he's not a marine, but paintball is one hell of a hobby.]

[fieldpromoted]

[Oh, she was not expecting that. Cyborg? Fabulous. But still, the last couple years spent in hostile jungle territory tend to heighten your combat intsincts.]

[Suddenly she's over here! Oh and firing in your general direction.]

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

[duck and weave! Duck and weave! Well it's apparent none of his cyborg parts have anything to do with physical fitness, because that's one heck of an average display of athletics there.

The aim, though, that's spot-on.]

Haha! Air-current-and-barrel-curvature-modifiers, compensated for. Algebraic!

[RAMBOOOOO]

[fieldpromoted]

[What, she was not intending to get shot in this venture.]

What, you shot me with math? Oh that is ridiculous, get back here.

[Yeah he has one slightly aggravated and also maniacally grinning Marine on his tail. Shooting. Have fun with that.]

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

Rhombus! [Blam] Geometric! [trip] Ow, fuck.

[fieldpromoted]

[Hah, tripping won't do you much good. She skids to a stop and points the gun right at him.]

Having problems?

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

My trajectory was compromised.

By, uh, gangliness.

[yeah he gon' get shot.]

[fieldpromoted]

[Aw, he's cute in a dorky kind of way. And Trudy likes 'em dorky, fortunately for him. Have a hand up.]

Might help next time if you watch where you're going instead of babbling about algebra.

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

[too bad for Trudy he's married, and too bad for him he likes 'em intense and warrior-babely, because an illicit crush is totes in the works here]

But algebra is so great. It lets me calculate the exact formula by which I can categorize a woman among the varying levels of "attractive."

[oh snap that was dangerously close to flirting WEDDING BAND WHERE IT IS]

[fieldpromoted]

[Hey, that was pretty close to flirting. Is he flirting? Let's see if he's flirting.]

Now there's a useful little algorithm. [Yes she knows the word 'algorithm' and how to use it in a sentence.] Care to define its parameters?

[Oh snap she is talking math to him, where did she learn that?]

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

Daaaaah -

[He holds up his hands. Yeah, that wedding band is clearly visible.]

I'm married. And ladies speaking math is a serious point of intrigue, so I should get that out in the open first.

[he grins, running internal commands to pre-halt blushing 'cause damn she's fine]

You'd like her! She kicks a lot of ass!

[fieldpromoted]

[Baww, all the cute ones are married already.]

Sorry. I have a weak spot for the cute nerdy boys, but I'll quit. Wouldn't want to horn in on another girl's territory and all.

[Yes she very much gets this dynamic. But it would have been fun to keep flustering him for a while.]

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

. . . aaaaaugh. Do you know how nice that would have been to hear, oh, ten years ago? From a hottie hot hot lady Marine who plays paintball?

. . . oh snap I'm doing it again. Hold on. New conversation topic. Alligators! Did you know they're poikilothermic?

[fieldpromoted]

[Now she is grinning at him because this? This is funny.]

I actually have no idea what that means. Unless it means cold-blooded, in which case I do know what that means, I just didn't know there was a scientific term for it.