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Wei Wuxian | 魏无羑 ([personal profile] singlelogbridge) wrote in [community profile] robinnest2020-08-18 12:06 am

B Movie Meme



You and yours are noticing how suspiciously familiar this whole setting is. Surprise! You're in a B-Movie. And guess who's the star? Ding-ding. Well, saddle up, grab a knife, run up the stairs - whatever it takes to survive to the end credits.


1 - "Hail to the King, baby": Welcome to being sucked into an alternate dimension with castles and demons and books that try to eat your face off. But that's okay, you've got a shotgun and a chainsaw, right? This... is your BOOMSTICK. Shop Smart. Shop S-Mart.

2 - "I'm gonna need a bigger can of Raid": Spiders, preying mantises, cockroaches, ants... whatever it is that has more than four legs, it's now supersized and about to attempt to move up the food chain. You gonna take that sitting down?

3 - "But the sign says don't feed the animals!": Mother nature is pissed, and she's got the critters of the land riled up and coming after you. Whether it's snakes in a plane, rats being directed by a scrawny bastard with satchels, or genetically altered bats/sharks/sharktopuses, they all want a piece of the OTHER other white meat.

4 - "I vant to suck your bloooood": Some creepy ass mofo in a cape with bad dental work is giving you the eye. Big eyes. With some kind of unibrow shit going on that needs to be trimmed. Plucking isn't just for woman, buddy. Grab a chair leg, or hell, a pencil, and tell him that no means no.

5 - "Maybe you should have taken a left at Uranus": Yep. You guessed it. Space aliens. Weird little green men with big heads and eyes the size of footballs. What's that in their hand? Is that... is that a probe? Oh god, run. RUN!

6 - "The curse of... that thing with the curse on it": Whether you've come afoul of a witch's curse, or you've taken something from somewhere you shouldn't have, you're cursed. Things are dropping on you, that black cat keeps crossing your path, things break just as you touch them. What else can go wrong?

7 - "Braaaaaaaaains": What's a b-movie meme without the obligatory zombies? Whether it's the Dawn of the Dead shambling ones, or the 28 Days Later running freaks of nature that have magically learned how to do parkour, you've got to deal with them. Grab a cricket-bat and your least favorite record and have at it.

8 - "Input. Does not compute. Error. Error": Robots gone wild, weee! Well, as wild as a robot can get. But when you take into consideration that they're no longer listening to you, and have decided that you're a parasitic virus on the face of the earth, you might have to try to give it the ol' reboot. IF you can reach the button...

9 - "There's something touching my leg": Yeah, we've done evil animals, but this is specifically for the 'wtf are you still doing in the water, you goddamn idiot' scenarios. Be it huge crocs, giant anacondas, flesh eating piranhas, there's something in that murky water that wants to get a little more up close and personal with you. Say hi to Cthulu.

10 - "She blinded me with SCIENCE": You should really be more careful with your components. Your experiment has gone awry, either blending you or someone else with some poor critter you had, or some type of virus that's changing them in ways that are VERY NOT GOOD. Now's not the time to remember you didn't fully lock the restraints...

11 - "DRAGONS!": Because dragons deserve a category of their own. Seriously. Motherfucking DRAGONS, yo. And they think you look mighty tasty. And small. And puny. And helpless. Get the goddamn army to show them just how not helpless you are, or die trying.

12 - "Let's do the timewarp again": Either the tagger or the taggee is from the future or the past, coming with a message. Or just a desire to fuck shit up. Go back and kill Hilter, you say? But... I want to go into the future and fly my car around.

13 - "REET REET REET REET REET": Can we say pyscho? Or Mike Meyers? Or Krueger? Or Jason? However you want to say it, there's a crazy guy with a knife/chainsaw/sickle and you're the only thing on their mind. Can you and your tagging partner evade them? Or is your tagging partner the one after you?

14 - "Devil with the blue dress on": Something wicked this way comes. Its favorite numbers are 666, and it likes to drink blood on a moonlit beach. You've woken it somehow, or it was the prophesized time for them to come and claim what's theirs. Namely, you.

15 - "Tremors": Look. If you know tremors, than I don't have to explain this. Just give me graboids and explosions and extensive games of "The ground is lava."

16 - "Wildcard": Don't see what you feel like playing on here? Make it up and go your own way, compadre.

Relationship ideas:
1 Comrade in arms: You and the tagger are in this together. Until the bitter, bitter, bitter end.
2 Enemies: You're tagging in as the antagonist in this little scenario.
3 Unwillingly dragged into this: You were just walking along, minding your own business, when BAM. Now you're in the middle of this mega-crap.
4 Consulting Expert: You're the expert that they're coming to for answers. You got any? HUH?
5 Wildcard: Come up with your own relationship.

[[From Memebells circa 2012 or something ridiculous like that]]
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[personal profile] imwithdog 2020-08-18 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Rumors of a village tormented by an unnatural plague had reached them a few days ago, and though she'd worried at how to avoid contamination, she hadn't been willing to let the village fend for itself when it was clear that that's exactly what everyone else intended to do. If there was a chance some of the villagers could be saved, it was her responsibility to do what she could. But running into a plagued village without any idea what was going on was a stupid decision which is why they'd borrowed Kirara and had flown over said village, sharp eyes watching below for any useful ideas of what was happening. Apart from the sight of the fresh graves though, there was nothing.

As in, literally nothing. No one was there. It might have been possible that the majority of the villagers lay in sick beds, but Inuyasha's ears detected nothing and even if they had all died, the stench of the corpses would have reached him.

Kagome's frown deepened as they set down and sent Kirara off to a stream for water, and their impression was confirmed. There was not a single living soul left here in this village. Her brow furrowed as she knelt to examine a child's doll, hand hovering over it though she remembered at the last minute not to touch. When she stood, her brow dipped with worry and confusion and she shook her head as she stepped further into the town center, eyes roaming around.
]

I don't understand...even if they'd all died, there should be bodies. What happened here?
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[Wei Wu Xian - 9 ] I want to say I am sorry ... but ah.

[personal profile] lotus_blossom 2020-08-21 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's daytime at the Lotus Pier, and there was nothing more refreshing than traveling around the large body of water housing beautiful blooming lotus. Yan Li was no stranger to exploring the vast amount of lotus on a sunny warm afternoon.

Everything was peaceful and calming. The relaxing sound of the boat drifting through the water and the gentle breeze that is flowing by. She was preparing the snacks she prepared to enjoy with some tea.

Given that it's usually really safe, she wasn't expecting to encounter anything too bad. However, it's as if fate was not on her side today and problems was what it was. Yan Li's cultivation levels are not nearly as notable as her two brothers, she was struggling with this current predicament. Its a miracle she was still grounded.

In the midst of her preparing the boat ride for her two younger brother, her foot gets caught by something hairy and sludgy trying to drag her off into the water. ]
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[personal profile] amaranths 2020-09-27 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ another murder in gotham city. hardly anything worth calling the other side of the country. the promise of violence is so all-encompassing it ought to be on the sign: welcome to gotham city. it has been β–’ days since our last violent death.

back in 1933, rosalie was one herself.

her nose wrinkles as she walks into the scene of the latest death, giving her an appearance of distaste. the blood is dry, but her treacherous throat still burns: not the dry heat of the freshly spilled, and not nearly enough to threaten her fine control. her gianvito rossi heeled boots come to a stop beside dry puddle extending away from the body: mauled as if by a beast, multiple bite marks along the arms and legs, the throat a horror of mutilated flesh and exposed bone.

by her nose, she can tell exactly how long the body has been dead, the last meal, even from where the victim was taken before being hauled here. by her nose, she can also identify the cold scent of the murderer.
]

There was a vampire here.

[ the predictable conclusion after seeing bruce's name flash across her phone screen. her great-nephew never called for idle chats. she was packing before answering the call, and tossing her overnight into her car by the time it ended. emmett accompanied her to the airport in seattle where he nearly boarded the plane too, knowing as well as she did that if bruce was calling her it was for a suspected vampire on the loose. but if rosalie likes having control, her great-nephew is worse yet. in his mind, she is a necessary evil. bringing emmett meant inviting judgment and commentary until he finally threatened to throw bruce like a football.

they the waynes are an endangered species, even if she has not used her family name by birth in nearly a century.

turning smoothly, rosalie regards her newest shadow. bruce had been called away on other business before her plane touched down; at the private terminal she was greeted by alfred, still loyally serving the family, and the littlest wayne. he wore a different suit then and no mask. rosalie remains in the clothes she traveled in: a brunello cuccinelli gold lamΓ© maxi skirt over a charcoal single breasted jacket of virgin wool worn as a shirt. not the colors she typically wears among humans, but she's not currently attempting to pass for one. as she strolls around the body, following the vampire scent trail, a distant scream rends the air. she is at robin's side in the blink of an eye, the air disturbed by her speed. her hand is in front of his chest, as much immoveable warning as it is protection.

rosalie corrects herself tightly,
] There's a vampire still here.