http://whitewolfzita.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] whitewolfzita.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] insertmeathere2009-06-23 11:00 pm
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Meatpile of Mystery! (Open Crack Threading!)

(Inspired by silliness in chat and the not!kink meme)

Your character(s) went to sleep in their usual cubby hole in the sleeping halls.

All seemed well and normal.

But this? This is weird. They wake up to find themselves in a pile on something soft, entangled with various other crew members.

The natural response, I believe, is "What the HECK did I do yesterday?!"

At least most of you are fully clothed...

(Yes, there is a perfectly innocent explanation for this. But your characters don't know that.)

[identity profile] gogopowersuit.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Get off."

Seriously, whoever is on top of Samus right now get off.
prettycoolguy: (helmless: Uh... huh.)

[personal profile] prettycoolguy 2009-06-24 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Who's lying on my back and what do I have to do to get them off of me?"

The Chief's still waking up, and he seems tired and irritable.

[identity profile] not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Something felt...off.

Lafiel crawled herself up from the numb black, fighting her eyes open. She was somewhere soft. She could hear her own heartbeat and...the heartbeat of...others...

She kicked off and away from the covers, looking around. "How dare you?!" She snapped at the person who had their arm around her.

[identity profile] thexanwhosees.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Xander made a muzzled sound where he was still snoring.

And likely drooling a little on somebody's shoulder. Also there was his hand on an ass.

"Five more minutes, Buff," he muttered in his sleep.
morphitudinous: (Head hurts from the absurdity)

[personal profile] morphitudinous 2009-06-24 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
For his part, Billy is humiliated beyond belief. All he can see of the bodies he feels around him is a big green blur with head-sized patches of all colors, 'cuz his glasses were lost in the shuffle long ago.

"I apologize profusely---pardon me---!" He really hopes that wasn't someone's sensitive body part he brushed.

[identity profile] thethirdhalfa.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"....I've only seen bums sleep in a big pile.*

For those assuming the worst, she really shouldn't be here.

[identity profile] kang-cross-time.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
This wasn't as unusual a sight to wake to as one might imagine. Not only was he one to Conquer, but he was also one who enjoyed a good party.

It must've been one hell of a bash, considering how many people obviously got Kanged last night. And he can't remember a lick of it. Go figure.

He'd worry about that later. First he had to untangle himself from the piles of bodies he was part of. And he was none too gentle with it.

[identity profile] morewildcherry.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
"We didn't... did we?"

The concern could pass for horror, really.

[identity profile] impulsiveflash.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
He so just is not awake. So he curls into a ball against the nearest warm body. Yawning and goes to fall asleep again.

[identity profile] visserbasher.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Loren sat up and just stared at this sad scene.

"Oh wow, and I thought my life was weird before."
withoutspice: (not amused)

[personal profile] withoutspice 2009-06-24 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
Ghani mumbles under her breath and tries to roll over. ONLY she finds she can't because someone's arm is tossed carelessly across her stomach, and there's someone's leg hooked over hers.

Her eyes snap open and widen. Her eerie blue eyes dart franctically from side to side as she tries to figure out exactly how she's gotten into this particular situation.

This was not particularly a very good position for her to be in.

If it's a delicious young man, we really shouldn't care... An annoying voice whispers in her mind.

"What?!" She mutters but decides to ignore the memory of her Great-Grandfather Vladimir Harkonnen.

Struggling for a moment, she sighs and nudges the person whom the arm belongs to. "Do you mind?" She finally askes.

[identity profile] waylostandfound.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Can't a guy get a few damn hours of sleep anymore? Nathan grumbled as he woke up, and placed his hands on random people's back and shoulders to prop himself up. It was too hard to fly being weighted down and caught like this.

All right, waking by a good looking redhead (Lyta) or a blonde would be one thing, but an orgy the morning after? Not exactly. Funny, his head felt fine though.

"What the hell?"

[identity profile] madwitchywoman.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
She yawned loudly as she stretched her arms over her head. Her back cracked slightly, as she ran her hands through her hair. She couldn't remember falling asleep, but with all the thoughts running through her mind, she wasn't as surprised as she should have been.

Blinking open her eyes, she gasped slightly. This was NOT the Avengers Mansion.

"Where... where am I? What happened?"

Icon. Keywords.

[identity profile] madeofwyn.livejournal.com 2009-06-24 12:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Wyn is not a morning person on a good day. This is probably not one of those. "ohmygodwhatthefuckyouguys?" she blurts, glaring blearily around her and trying to disentangle herself from the pile.