And once again the day is saved...or is it?

[changelingdude.livejournal.com]

GRATS MEATSHIP!

You saved the day! Yes you! The Worlds have been put back right and all is well with the universe! You're the big damn hero!

...except you're the only one who remembers any of it happening.

Did it really happen? Have you gone insane? Will people believe you?

And after your experiences will they noticed how much you've changed?

More importantly when the world was put back, was it put back correctly?

Step 1: Post with a short description of your characters world now that it's been brought back/reborn/ect as well as your character interacting with it. Maybe they just woke up in their own bed for the first time, maybe they've been back for a couple weeks and are still adjusting? Also how long were you gone from your world? Seconds? Days? Years?

Step B: RANDOMLY, someone from the meatship appears in your world instead of their own. What a crazy freak accident!!! Well they may be stuck there, hope you can help them adjust.

Step C3 : Maybe things aren't exactly how you remember? Maybe things just seem a little...unsettling AHHH you're in the matrix!!! Maybe the OHM come back, Or maybe it's all inside the snowglobe of an autistic child  Insert Tommy Westphall reference here?I dunno if you enjoy this idea make some drama for yourself my amount of investment in this silly meme is already running out.

Step ?: ???

Step$: Cake

Note: Back in step B the "Someone" can also be more then a couple someone's if you're that organized.

Comments

[bonnypiperlad]

The two uncertain Redcoats looked around them nervously - those howls certainly did seem to be getting closer. The leader, however, still didn't look quelled, and steadied the musket as he prepared to fire.

Jamie sent the rock sailing through the air, aimed so as not to hit the Redcoat, but to make it appear as if a ball of flame was being shot at the man. That the solider wasn't expecting, and, startled, he lost sight of where he was aiming, the shot going wide and missing them both completely.

That was more than enough for the other two, and they broke and ran, leaving the leader there alone. With no quick way to reload the musket and no backup, he decided discretion was the better part of valor - or at least that saving his own hide was a fine idea. He too, turned and fled.

Jamie watched from behind the rock to make sure they were gone before letting out a relieved-sounding breath and looking over at his friend.

"Och, Jono, I'm glad ye were here. I don't know if I would've been able to get past them without ye."

[psi-flames.livejournal.com]

Jono sat down on the rock, shielding their presence from the Redcoats now. If any of the four turned back to look, it would just be the rock and trees, but no sign of the spirit.

It meant he had time to 'tuck' himself back in, as it were. Don' worry, mate. They ain't gonna see you if they look back now. Telepathy was good for a few things. 'Sides, you'd've foun' a way. You weren' meant to die here.

It was one of those things about being a fan. Sometimes, they gave little tidbits about what happened to the previous Companions. Jamie was always a bit of a mystery, nobody ever quite coming out and saying if he'd lived or died. But Jono preferred that he lived.

And now he would.

He finished binding himself back up and sighed. Blimey. Dunno what the fuck I'm doin' 'ere. Other 'an the obvious.

[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie wasn't nearly as sure about that. He'd been running, it seemed, for ages, and he was tired. Now that the adrenaline from the encounter had worn off, he felt that quite keenly. Reaching up, he ran both hands through his hair, pulling it up briefly before letting it - and his arms - drop again.

"Aye, I suppose not."

Still, he trusted that Jono was correct, and those Redcoats wouldn't bother them further. He stretched his legs out, turning a quizzical look towards his friend. That was...a really good point, actually. How did Jono wind up in Scotland? It's not the right time for him - let alone the right world, at least as much as he could gather.

"Do ye remember how ye got here at all?"