TRAPPED IN AN ELEVATOR meme!

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

The Trapped in an Elevator Meme




Your character steps into an elevator for... whatever reason, up to and including "meme magic, okay?". Someone steps in with him or her and the door closes. It creaks up a few floors-- and then it stops. The emergency button shocks anyone who touches it.

Well, crap.

Rules
» Make a thread with your character in the trapped elevator. (Assume someone is already in there with them.)
» Another player joins them! And now you know who you're trapped with.
» ???
» Profit! Awkwardness!

(Stolen lovingly from fountainofcod.)

Comments

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*

somebody might be humming this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h3Yrhv33Zb8) a little louder with a small grin.

Even though he was totally looking for an escape panel too.*

[demon-alessa.livejournal.com]

"I see. That makes sense. Our kind does not last very long, not with those that want us gone. Not that I think it didn't have some consequences of its own. Every situation has that setback."

She'd seen enough to know that anyway. As for him, he would hold onto what he wanted. She wasn't going to probe deeper.

"I am Alessa," the girl demon replied, and she gave him a patronizing stare, "And you are Dean Winchester. Why are you lying to me?"

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

[ She doesn't know what that is, Dean, so she's not gonna be phased by it much more than to sigh. ]

Shocks me again every time. There a hatch up top?

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*ah the music education will have to wait. Dean glanced up*

Yeah, most of these usually have one for the guys who work on them. Maybe hold off on the control panel unless you can get the doors open. Been through something like this before.

*He wasn't exactly himself at the time, but still. Dean Smith was sort of him, and he still remembered that time.*

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Don't think the doors'd open much more than a few inches. Wouldn't matter, in any case--between floors.

[ Ah, well. ] Bright side is it didn't do it while there was only one body who didn't know what they were doin' in here--

[ Well, so much for the bright side. The lights just went out. ]

........Dean?

[kawalskyeffect.livejournal.com]

Charles Kawalsky, what's your name?

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

He smirked at that, not that rattled, "Just love keeping your kind on its borrowed toes. A little Hunter humor."

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Crap... I think you might have jinxed us.

*facepalming in the dark*

Yeah, still here.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Here's to hopin' I didn't, and that's just them tryin' to reboot the power or. Somethin'.

[ Right she's just gonna be feeling for you now no not like that and more or less clinging once she's found you. Can't sneak up on her that way. Yeah, that's it. ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Hopefully. *ok now he was humming, and it was Metallica, which meant how nervous he was*

*still dark room, and potential for contact

groping

though he'll be gentlemanly and hug her back*

It's ok.

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

'Course it is. Just don't need you sneakin' about 'n...goosin' me or somethin', I dunno.

[ Slightly shaky, slightly teasing, altogether nervous. ]

Now, where's that hatch... [ It'd be easier if they could, y'know, see, but oh well. ]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Aww I wouldn't do that. Much.

*He was getting more nervous, but trying to keep calm for her sake as he freed a hand to slap toward the walls. Trying to remember where he saw it.*

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

Katara, Southern Water Tribe.

[demon-alessa.livejournal.com]

"That would have made more sense if I hadn't been on the ship for such a long time," Alessa replied. "In fact, for some reason, I remembers someone very annoying telling me not to do anything with you and your brother Sam. Like I would restrict myself to a few people."

There was more rattling of the elevator and flickering lights.

[sonofether.livejournal.com]

"--three!" And despite looking like a skinny geek, he seemed to be a strong skinny geek. It wasn't effortless, but he didn't falter, either. "If you think you might be up there a while," Stephen grunted, "try and get your feet on my shoulders? Please?" It pays to be polite.

"GLADOS?" Clearly, someone has not had the ill luck to run into that demented AI, yet. "Problematic, I take it?"

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Mm. I'm sure you wouldn't~

[ She's doing alright at keeping calm, actually. Better than she expected she would. It's not like they haven't had similar problems on Serenity, right? ]

Got an idea. Ain't much of one, but...keep an eye on the ceilin', tell me if you see it. [ And she moves away. All of three seconds later, there's a small spark from the control panel, but it's enough to light the elevator for a split second. ]

[stickyboots]

[ Whistles idly. ]

So, uh, you gotta pee any time soon? 'Cause, y'know, that special talent of yours would be prittaaaay handy right about now...

[robots-omgh8u.livejournal.com]

[John already tested the button, and finding it non functional has ripped the panel open, and proceeded to mess with its guts to absolutely no effect.]

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

[there's an unhappy eighteen year old precog sitting on the bars in the corner] Don't tell me. We're stuck?

[sum1yourownsize.livejournal.com]

[dear old dad has the little circuitry door open and is staring at them, rubbing his chin thoughtfully]

We may be here a while, kiddo.

[girlofcomputer.livejournal.com]

[There's a bitchy young lady sitting in one of the corners, holding her head. Whatever stopped the elevator, did a number on her computer mind]

[terribly2shy.livejournal.com]

I can't feel my pheromones anymore. [she just has to decide whether this is good or bad]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean glanced around, and was secretly reached for his gun, only it wasn't there. Damn, should have some iron and salt on him at least. And yes, holy water. He sneakily readied some.

"They had a good reason to warn you about us."

He then flipped off the cap of the container and made to throw some of the liquid at her. Maybe he could still rustle up a devil's trap as well.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

*He nodded, and directed his gaze upward, patiently watching and waiting.... There!*

I see it.

*He reached up to slap it, noting the different sound from the surrounding ceiling.*

[morphitudinous]

After I help you, okay?

[He sighs and starts in, gritting his teeth against the pain. It's completely sabotaged---he won't fix it before he loses all strength.]

We're running out of options, and I need to open access to more. It's morphin' time!

[You know what happens next. The morphed human draws his lance and thrusts upward. It and his uniform absorb the shock, but getting the exit free is still incredibly painful.]

Hang on. We're almost out of here.