insertmeathere | It's Meme Friday!

And now for a meme made just for the meatship! It's the adventures of:

Thank you Shae for the picture!

+ Post with your character

+ Your tagging partner goes to the Randomizer page and enters 1 - 4 on the True Random Number Generator.

+ Get a number!

+ Each number causes a special effect:

1 - Sex Swap! Surprise, you're suddenly the opposite sex of what you were before. Is your partner too (that depends on them)? If your character has neither, either ignore this one, or feel free to give them one now. Double the surprise!

2 - Soul Swap! Oh no! Looks like something malfunctioned on the ship and now you and your tagging partner have switched bodies. Will you try to fix it? ...Will one of you take advantage of it?

3 - Memory Swap! It appears you and your poor friend were stuck in a malfunction caused by Stacy and she has accidentally given each of you each other's precious memories. Not all of them mind you, but really important ones, especially the type you wouldn't want share around. What do you do now? How will this affect your relationship?

4 - Animal Swap! Oh fiddlesticks. Something went terribly wrong in the sensoriums and you've been turned into an animal. What is it? How does your partner react? Are you turned into an animal too? Can you fix this problem or will you be stuck like this...even when you step out?

+ Tag out all the terrible things that happen

+Profit!

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Soren gives the dog a crow-expression that says, "Really? Really?"

"More importantly, you are a dog right now. A dog."

"Yeah? And you're a bird. Burn!" He points at Soren with his front paws.

Soren flinches briefly, like he expects a Fire spell or something -- but that's silly.

"Yes, yes. Burn." He has an irresistible urge to caw, and does so. "You know, that form really befits you."

"I know, right? My sense of smell is the bomb! And check this-" He wags his tail thumping it against the ground. "Dope, right? 'Sides, I could grub up on you."

"Grub up on me? Whatever that is, it sounds revolting."

Sometimes he can't even make an educated guess about the bizarre dialect Punchy seems so fond of. Maybe he means he can eat Soren? Or... defeat Soren?

As if to make a point, Punchy snaps his now-canine jaws at Soren, going with the dog's instinct to play with the funny feathery thing.

Completely taken by surprise, Soren flies up with a start, delivering a sharp peck right to Punchy's soft canine nose.

"Ow! Hey! Don't be bustin' up on me, I'll go OG on your ass!" Punchy leaps to his feet and snaps at Soren again.

Soren dodges swiftly, almost losing his balance once but managing to take shelter in the branches of a nearby tree.

"Let me remind you that you were the one who started picking a fight. Mutt."

"Yo, I was joshing. You were the one being all booboo about it."

"Yes, it was totally 'joshing' to snap at me with those disgusting, odorous jaws of yours. What have you been eating, anyway -- an entire school of reekfish?"

"I'm a dog, a'ight? You probably stuff up on roadkill."

Soren caws again; this time it sounds like laughter. "Yes, you are, aren't you? At least, we agree on something!"

He ignores the comment about roadkill entirely.

"That's right, dawg," he says, then laughs at his own (lack of) wit.

It's Meme Friday!

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