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Billy Cranston ([personal profile] morphitudinous) wrote in [community profile] insertmeathere2009-06-22 11:00 pm
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THE GRAND TRANS_9 NOT!KINK MEME OF TENTACLY FUNTIMES

♦ ♦ ♦ INSERT MEME HERE♦ ♦ ♦

HOW IT WORKS:
-If you've ever seen a kink meme, this works mostly the same way. Except we're RPers, so we have a third way to play if you want. Read on.
-Post a request involving the [livejournal.com profile] trans_9 characters. Whether you're anon, logged in, a player, an audience member, it doesn't matter much. It can be silly, like 'X, Y and Z get an alien disease that makes them try to hug everyone on the ship', or it can be serious like 'B character is hurt and C has to take care of them'.
-If a prompt inspires you, fill it!
-If you don't feel comfortable with a request involving one of your characters, don't fill it. Don't go back to read it if it's filled. There's definitely no obligation to participate.
-Even if you don't play either of the characters requested, you can try your hand at a fic if you know them. Multiple fills can be fun!
-None of this counts as game canon. If it did, it'd be one seriously weird ship.

FILLING A PROMPT:
Prompts can be filled in at least three ways, but if creativity gives you more, go for it!
-Traditional: requests are written like a story by one author.
-Act-it-out: If the players of all characters involved agree to it, you can thread it as an RP scene in this post.
-Fanart. We love fanart.

AND A NOTE REGARDING RATINGS:
Just like trans_9 proper, we have an R limit for stuff here. Fills with hardcore sex or potential squicky/trigger issues should be written in other journals, linked to, and have warnings up.

PLOTBUNNIES FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION:
-Seventh Sanctum Quick Story Generator
-Sticky Situation Generator: For srs bsns plots.
-Evil Overlord Generator: Perfect for sci-fi heroes and villains plots.
-Terrible Crossover Fanfiction Idea Generator: Useful for silly plots-you can just ignore the fandoms and substitute your desired characters.
-Random Word Generator
-Chuck Norris Facts Generator (Hey, make 'em about 'insert character here' and it could be a fun plot)
--I wish I had the webspace and coding skill to dump every Trans_9 character's name into a generator and churn out ideas that way.

[identity profile] runnerwithagun.livejournal.com 2009-06-23 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"QUICK GET TO THE CITY, WE'LL BE SAFER. I'VE GOT YOU COVERED! MY GUN'S ON STUN. GO! GO!!"

Ronon may or may not be taking one for the team.

[identity profile] madeofwyn.livejournal.com 2009-06-23 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Run away and don't light them on fire. That just makes things worse."

[identity profile] madeofwyn.livejournal.com 2009-06-23 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"We keep the chameleon robot and toss Jack out an airlock!

... what? It's a good idea!"

[identity profile] lytaalex.livejournal.com 2009-06-23 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
....
whyarewehere: (-Grif. Dexter Grif.)

[personal profile] whyarewehere 2009-06-23 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Exactly, because they're so stupid they don't know to stop when they're on fire and then they catch everything ELSE on fire and it's really bad."

[identity profile] ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com 2009-06-23 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Kon gets pregnant and doesn't know who the mama is. Cassie is PISSED!!

(Anonymous) 2009-06-23 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
A character wakes up with the Clap and doesn't know how they got it. There's a fun mystery to unravel.

[identity profile] madeofwyn.livejournal.com 2009-06-23 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Valuable life lesson: don't light undead things on fire, you will regret it when your face is being eaten by burning zombies."

[identity profile] madeofwyn.livejournal.com 2009-06-23 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure, if you want to think about things logically." [insert irritable pout here]

"... although I do kind of like the idea of reprogramming the shapeshifty robot."

(Anonymous) 2009-06-23 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Here's a classic.
Two characters wake up next to each other with no idea how they got there.
governmentninja: (Killing Machine)

Leon's plan... in icons!

[personal profile] governmentninja 2009-06-23 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hold on, everyone wait here. I have my gun, I'll take care of it."



"Shit, out of ammo. Got to take care of this the old fashioned way, I guess."



When suddenly... out of nowhere...

"CHAINSAWS!?"



"Holy fuck! I think my spleen is falling out! Medic! I need herbs and health spray, stat!"



"Careful, though. I think I'm coming down with something."



"Do my eyes look red to you?"



"Oh, you have a cure? Yes! Just do what you got--"



"OW! That was my neck, you asshole! Just finish patching me up."



"Yeah... I'm sure these bandages will be very effective on the outside of my clothes...

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go fight the big boss, with no weapons what so ever."



Agent down! Agent down!



Here! Use this!



"Oh fuck yes. Buh-buy muthafuckers!"



"Whew, that was tough."



"Now, if you excuse me, I think I'm going to go grab me a drink. See you guys later."

Edited 2009-06-23 18:27 (UTC)
governmentninja: (Can't be happening)

[personal profile] governmentninja 2009-06-23 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
'SCUSE ME! RUNNING LIKE HELL!


"Someone throw chocolate at them! It'll distract them while we make our escape!"
Edited 2009-06-23 23:48 (UTC)
governmentninja: (Lil' Bit Kinky)

[personal profile] governmentninja 2009-06-23 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Them and their suppressed nookie drive.

Poor chief, he has no idea what he's missing.

Re: Leon's plan... in icons!

[identity profile] madeofwyn.livejournal.com 2009-06-23 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Wyn is very impressed by all the shiny pictures, but would like to point out that his plan is basically 'hurt them until they die'.
governmentninja: (Leon with gun - Aim left)

Re: Leon's plan... in icons!

[personal profile] governmentninja 2009-06-23 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
And his plan is highly effective.

Why mess with a good thing?

Re: Leon's plan... in icons!

[identity profile] godimgood.livejournal.com 2009-06-23 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Chaucer has changed his plan from 'scream like a little girl and run' to 'scream like a little girl and hide (a good distance) behind Leon.'

He's fickle like that.
prettycoolguy: (Default)

[personal profile] prettycoolguy 2009-06-23 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Even if he did, though, odds are it would change little.

Anon delivers 1/2

(Anonymous) 2009-06-24 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Even though anon is totally obvious and fails at writing Chief.

Samus and Master Chief go on an ~*Adventure*~

“Behind you.”

Samus turned her head to see, sure enough, another one of the lobster monsters running towards her. Unfazed, she lifted her cannon. A shot to the face sent the creature crumpling to the ground before it disintegrated. She turned back to the mess of wires in the wall she was previously working on.

“You couldn’t have gotten that?”

“I thought you liked taking care of them yourself,” the Chief shrugged. Samus was constantly trying to prove how she could handle herself. If she was in any real danger from the creatures, he would have stepped in, but there was nothing wrong with teaching Samus about the usefulness of others for the moment. “No luck with the door yet?”

“No,” Samus thinks maybe Chief should try working with only one hand sometime. “I don’t think it’ll open from this side.” The two were stuck. They had been working to open a door to a passage that would lead them to the center of the abandoned facility where they would obtain a sample of florotitan, a chemical manufactured on this planet. What Stacy wanted with it, neither of them knew.

“We’ll go around then, there’s probably a different route…”

“Of course there’s a different route, but this one is the fastest.”

“We can’t get through this way. That hallway we passed earlier might take us around,” Chief pointed back in that general direction.

“No, I can find a much faster route than that,” Samus was still eyeing the door.

A pause in the conversation, the two just looked at each other before turning to go their separate ways. It was another unspoken competition between them. Although never truly acknowledged by either, they both knew about it and would both deny any sort of real feud between them.

Chief jogged through the hallways, backtracking to the beginning of the facility. One simple change in their former path lead him down an entirely new maze of rooms, each filled with wonderful surprises. By which we mean alien scum.

No matter though, each creature went down fairly easily with a few blasts to the head or a plasma grenade tossed into the room. It was easy stuff for him. He had made it to another door that would lead him into the passage they were trying to access before with surprising speed. Samus had not followed him; he was sure he would have beaten her.

Except when he walked in, he found Samus casually leaning against a wall, adjusting with width of her cannon like she had nothing better to do.

She looked up at Chief “Took you long enough.”

“How did you…”

She cut him off, “Air ducts.”

Chief looked at the conveniently morph ball sized air ducts and shook his head. He wasn’t even going to bother asking any more.

Samus nods towards the last door leading to the center of the facility. They were just a few steps away from their mission goal. Chief steps over to the door and opens it. It’s dark. It’s quiet.

It’s too quiet.

They peak in; the florotitan is in a convenient container in the center of the room. The two step into the room, the door immediately shuts behind them. With a menacing growl, an ominous looking creature crawls out from the darkness. It’s sickening grin and seemingly hundreds of glowing eyes would strike fear into the hearts of any normal human. Luckily, our two heroes are anything but normal humans.

And what resulted is a combination of epic skills and pure badassery. A barrage of bullets and beams and blasts and booms coupled with missiles and grenades makes for great explosions. A battle simply too awesome to be described with plain text resulted.

Thud. The monster falls to the ground, but the expected calm after the battle never comes. A shrill beeping fills the room. A stray missile or a missed blast must have triggered the…

Anon delivers 2/2

(Anonymous) 2009-06-24 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Self destruction in one minute.

Wordlessly, Chief runs to the center of the room nabbing the sample of florotitan. The two are out of there as soon as possible, blasting their way through rooms and running as quickly as possible (and with armor speed boosts they’re quite fast). Anything that gets in their way including most of the doors is quickly blasted to bits.

Forty-five seconds… thirty… fifteen… ten… nine… eight…seven…

They reach the outside of the facility. It’s the final stretch to the pod back to the meatship.

Six… five... four…

The two literally jump into the pod Stacy sent them down in.

Three… two…
They’re not off planet soon enough. The facility explodes into giant orange and red blasts, leaving a void where it sat before. Samus leans over to watch out of one of the windows in the pod.

“Hng. That was fun,” Samus comments.

Chief waits a minute before he shrugs and nods, “You actually cooperated for once.”

“Hmn, I could have taken care of it myself.”
prettycoolguy: (Default)

Re: Anon delivers 2/2

[personal profile] prettycoolguy 2009-06-24 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
ILU anon. :D

Re: Anon delivers 2/2

(Anonymous) 2009-06-24 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
ILU2 :3

[identity profile] mynameisax.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
< It needs more These Messages. >

[identity profile] thethirdhalfa.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Shush, Gilgax is proposing to Lexara." And there's the no-longer-a-midget Dani watching the screen intently.

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