multiple meme mayhem

[devourer]

IT'S VALENTINE'S DAY

so play something cute!! pick from any meme. or combine them if you're crazy.

The Body Heat Meme



Post with your character! They're now stuck in a very cold place of your choice. It can be anything, such as a freezing chamber, a cavern or a small cabin in the midst of a blizzard. The choice is up to you.

Comment around! Now your character has some company in this bone-chilling environment. The two of them share two things in common: clothes completely unfitting for this weather (be they summer clothes or even lingerie) and a blanket.

A blanket? Yes, just one warm blanket and no other ways to escape the cold. The two of them will have to share it in order to stay alive in this weather. Don't worry, you're sure to find a common language in this terrible situation!

So, uh, have fun, I suppose. Try to not freeze to death!

Protip: friction and body heat are both excellent ways to fend off cold.

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The Bathing Meme

Scrub-a-dub-dub, this meme is ridiculous. No, really. This is a meme about taking a bath. Silly.

- Post your character with name, series, and preferences as the subject header or as a note in the comment box.
- Reply to other characters, using the RNG (1-8) to choose a bath type from the list below.
- Characters bathe. Or other things involving a bath. Whatever, dudes. Anything goes!
- Sexy times and/or triggery material may pop up in threads. Please be conscientious toward your fellow roleplaying buddies!

1. Bubble Bath: Here, the characters are sharing a humongous bubble bath with all the froth they can handle. The scent is delicious, the water is warm—go on, enjoy yourselves!
2. Shower: Perhaps not as fun as a bubble bath, but hey, at least it's built to accommodate two. Don’t slip!
3. Hot Tub: A whirlpool of warmth and—mm. Don't mind me. I'll just be sinking in.
4. Hot Springs: An outdoors bath is good, too, right? Or maybe this is part of a hotel. Either way, it sure is steamy.
5. Decadent Bath: There could be bubbles here, or maybe just those wonderful smelling oils and salts. Awwww, yeah. This bath probably cost a small fortune, so you should enjoy it while it lasts.
6. Lake: In case the hot springs weren't rugged enough for you, here's an actual lake, complete with waterfall for all your rinsing pleasures.
7. Communal Bath or Shower: Group showers aren't everyone's thing but sometimes, you're left no choice. And, hey, some people like it. Watch your hands! (Groups and Threadjacking encouraged for this.)
8. Other: Bathe in a shoebox for all I care!

Comments

ruby / jooubachi no oubou

[ukeke]

ada vessalius / pandora hearts

[occute]

[dormoused]

[ ok i will leave this... to you ...... I'M SUPER RUSTY I'M SORRY AHEAD OF TIME ]

I'M SURE YOU'RE FINE!!

[occute]

[ Winter tended to restrict the time they could spend together. While the long school holiday gave her ample free time, it also put her more under the watchful eyes of her uncle, and they absolutely could not get caught by him - Ada feared for Vincent's life just at the thought. On a more general level, the cold made walking in the town or the park or even simply in her garden uncomfortable, the snow made the carriage wheels stick, and the ice tripped up the horses' hooves. Travel was limited.

Even so, however, they did manage it every once in a while, if only due to pure determination. That was how they ended up here in the theater, watching a new play that Ada, at least, had been excited to see - mostly because it involved copious amounts of magic. (Sorry, Vincent.) Unfortunately, being indoors didn't provide quite as much relief from the cold as she'd been hoping for. The dress she was wearing was beautiful and lovely and she very much hoped that he thought so, too, but it also a little thin for this weather. Which wasn't something she'd thought about when she'd picked it out this morning (her only thoughts had been of him, and what he might like), but is now extremely obvious.

Although she's trying her very best to concentrate on the actors and the costumes, she finds herself sinking into her seat and crossing her arms tightly, curling up to try and save at least a little heat. And, unthinkingly, inching just a little bit closer to Vincent in the process. ]

i'm so slow i'm sorry

[dormoused]

[ Of course Vincent doesn't care about Ada's uncles threats even he does find out but there are many reasons he wants them to be a secret too.

For example, why does he feel even a fraction of a feeling for this girl who insists on dragging him to events like this!? He hates every second of the place and has more or less managed to tune it out. Once in a while he looks back, just so he'll have something to talk about if she brings it up. Generally speaking though, this magical setting is just Too Much.

Because he's Not paying much attention to the stage at all, he immediately picks up on the way Ada hunches down in her seat (very unladylike, Ada) and folds her arms. Yes, the dress does suit her but why did she not bring anything suitable for the weather? It's not as though a coat would have hidden the gown from him for the whole evening (and I mean not even in a dirty way). Quietly, he leans toward her ear so he can whisper. ]

Are you cold or have you decided the play is not to your liking after all?

[ How he wishes it's the second option. But it's not. He already knows it's not. ]

shhhhh

[occute]

[ predictably, her perception of things is quite different from his. While she notices his lack of enthusiasm for the play, she assumes he's tired, or it's simply not his favorite genre (who doesn't like fairy tales, though?), not that he's fed up with both her and her penchant for all things magical. And, also predictably, she's enjoying the play quite a bit, other than the whole 'it's freezing' part.

Something as simple as his proximity to her when he whispers in her ear is enough to completely destroy any focus she might have had on what's on the stage, though; her cheeks turn a delicate shade of pink, and after locking up for a moment, she shyly turns to look towards him, shaking her head as she whispers back. ]

N-no, it's wonderful! I'm just a little cold... B-but it's fine! You don't need to worry, Lord Vincent.

zara skeens / black wolves saga

[sewayaku]

[starlighter]

[As a child of light, Aurora is fairly immune to cold. She's run around ice caverns barefoot before and not minded. That doesn't mean the same thing is true for Zara, of course, and she looks at him in concern, hovering just a foot off the ground, her near translucent wings flicking rapidly.]

The wind grows fearsome. Some form of respite we must find, or dear friend, this weather will turn you to ice in kind.

[sewayaku]

[ indeed - as bundled up as he is (or at least has tried to be), poor Zara finds himself feeling like he's about to freeze over as they walk further and further. His arms are crossed tightly over his chest, his ears are laid back onto his head as far as he can comfortably push them, and yet, he still feels like his hands and nose might falloff at any moment.

Still, being worried over by the princess is something he just can't allow. When addressed, he looks up rather sluggishly, then defends himself with chatterint teeth. ]

N-Nonsense... There's no need for you to worry over me, your highness. I can handle a bit of bad weather.

[starlighter]

[Aurora frowns fiercely at him, unswayed.] Aurora, not highness, [she insists, though it's a tired protest at this point.] What use to me if at my feet you fall from cold? This is not a race. Let us retire until the weather stops; your protests you should withhold.

I saw a house while flying. It is this way.

[Her confidence doesn't have anything to do with being royalty, that's for sure. Aurora's just like that.]

i feel like i should make him start rhyming too LMFAO it's infectious

[sewayaku]

[ sadly, when it comes to titles, he's a hard nut to crack. The argument's gone on long enough that all he does when she snaps back at him is wrinkle his nose, too cold to bother arguing - or teasing, as the case usually is - about it.

He's also not prideful enough to turn her down when she suggests finding a place to rest. It's been a long, chilly journey. Being a dutiful servant isn't worth getting killed over; at least, it's not worth it in this particular context. Zara sighs a plume of white air. ]

If... If you insist, I won't complain. Provided it's not too far out of the way, of course.

[brbwalking]

[ Judith may like to get down and dirty when she's traveling or fighting the more questionable people who tend to just make themselves known, but she also loves bathing. And this bath is certainly a luxury, large enough to swim in, with steam rising up from the water and flower petals of some sort resting on the surface.

Currently, she's perched on the edge, working on getting her hair free from its bun, and calling out casually to the other bun in the room because who cares if she's only wearing a towel (and not for long), not Judith. ]

See, as I thought-- it's big enough to share.

[ Minor understatement. ]

[sewayaku]

Mi-- [ he corrects himself mid-sentence; ] -- ... Judith.

[ of course, he has his back politely turned to her, busying himself with some artificial task (folding clothes) as an excuse. There's no excuse for it. They were together now, in some sense of the word - however they wanted to define it, really - and he was no prude. But gentlemanly habits die hard. Despite the fact that the rest of him feels perfectly entitled to stare at her. ]

Are you certain? I feel like it might be cramped.

[ obviously, he isn't looking at the bath, either. ]

[brbwalking]

I think the only cramping you'll have to worry about is if you pull a muscle trying to swim the length of it.

[ Her amusement is practically palpable, and she finally gets her hair free, letting it fall. ]

But I don't think you'll be doing anything too strenuous, hm?

[sewayaku]

[ one of the ears pointed back at her twitches. don't tease him, Judith... He clears his throat innocently. ]

That depends on how difficult it's going to be to get you clean. You do love your exercise.

[ he admires her fighting talent quite a bit. There aren't many women in his country who can wield a weapon at all, let alone with the the skills she possesses. ]

henry / fire emblem

[cawtastrophe]

[choregraphie]

( Hailing from Regna Ferox, she was used to the cold so she didn't mind taking the watch tonight while the others tried to stay warm in their tents or by the fires. When she volunteered, Robin appeared unsure at first until she insisted otherwise. Finally, he'd given her one of the night watches, though, it wasn't the latest one since Lon'qu had already beaten her to that punch.

At the end of supper, she'd gone to her tent to grab her cloak to keep warm through the night. It takes a little longer than she expected it to and she worries about showing up late. Imagine her surprise when she sees that the one with her tonight is Henry. He's the like the cold-- she doesn't mind at all. In fact, she smiles thinking that the two of them will have the night together. But then her brows knit together and she frowns, )

Henry! ( Looking him up and down, judging his attire. Which, by the way, she has little right to judge given her own dress. ) Aren't you going to be cold out here?

( He's from Plegia. Isn't it hot down there...? He can't possibly be comfortable in this weather. )

[cawtastrophe]

[ the easily-distracted Henry may not seem like the best choice for a night watch; fortunately, his respect for Robin is enough that he usually manages to stay put and admire the fireflies and raccoons and bats and whatever else he might see roaming around at night from afar. Except the Risen. He has been strictly told not to admire any Risen he sees wandering around.

But there aren't many animals out and about in the dead of winter, and so, tonight, he's staring out at the stars and horizon instead, wrapped up in his cloak. It makes the sudden sound of Olivia's voice a relief - he perks up visibly when she calls, turning around with his usual smile, though it's a little brighter than usual. ]

Oh hey, Olivia! Are we night watch buddies? [ it's a nice prospect, actually - spending a long time together alone with Olivia. She's one of his favorite people ever. However, his train of thought is interrupted by his question. Cold? ] Oh, yeah. I guess it's kinda nippy out. Heh, barely even noticed!

[ his cheeks and ears clearly have - they're bright red. ]

[choregraphie]

( Admiring the Risen is definitely something Henry should not be doing. Preferably ever but especially at night. Sorry, but Olivia does not share the same appreciation for undead monsters. It was hard enough dealing with people when they were alive, okay. )

That’s what it looks like… ( She comes over to take her post beside him and as she comes closer, she makes sure to get a very good look at him. He can probably see the way she scrunches her face in the dark to make sure she can see if he’s hiding anything from her behind that smile of his. ) … Oh, Henry!

( She can see that extra bit of color, even in the night. One hand is holding onto her cloak tight at her chest but she switches it with the other to touch his cheek. Her hand is still warm and the difference is noticeable the moment her fingers make contact, )

Oh, gosh, you’re freezing!

( And what was only the tips of her fingers a moment ago is now her whole hand, cupping his cheek as if trying to give him as much of her own warmth as possible. )

You really are cold, aren't you? You’re probably not used to this sort of weather at all. ( Because he’s from a desert! This is Olivia is getting an idea in her head now and you know how stubborn she can be… ) You should go warm up before your ears fall off.

maria barcelito / baccano!

[murasamia]

auger von garibaldi / black wolves saga

[baaaaka]

one of these things is not like the others...

Maou / Dot Kareshi

[overkilled]

[poised]

[What's Tales without hot springs, though.

Either way, curious princess is abundantly curious and absolutely fails to recognize the shamelessness of the current state of undress, walking out to the hot springs in a towel and looking over her shoulder to where she expected Maou to be following.]

How quaint! It's like a giant bathtub.

[ok natalia]

[overkilled]

[ maybe they somehow ended up near his evil demon castle. It is near a volcano, after all... because of course it is.

she might expect Maou to be following her, but he is absolutely not. No, he's hiding behind the dividing fence outside the changing rooms the both of them just left, just barely peeking around the corner. He can't believe this. He can not believe this. Mixed bathing. No one else is here. She's acting like it's normal - she's not even shy about being in a towel! She's expecting him to be going with her!

Is this... is this an invitation? It seems too good to be true. His evil demonic heart is pounding in his ears, and the half of his face that's visible is bright red. She may or may not catch him staring at her legs and rear end when she glances back, although he quickly glances elsewhere as fast as he can. ]

I... It's... O-of course! It's a hot spring! Of course... i-it's -- a natural bathtub! [ he doesn't know what he's saying ] -- Princess, are you... are you...

[poised]

[For the sake of Maou's life and dignity, Natalia doesn't notice his gaze - rather she's just confused as to why he's so far. Also why is his face so red? Is he getting dizzy already? Maybe he's not healthy enough to enter.

Regardless, she turns back to him and sets her hands on her hips. It's not as if she's wearing less than the swimsuit provided to her by the emperor when they all went to a spa. The fact that they're only in towels doesn't seem to register for her at all. Instead, she tilts her head.]

Am I..... what exactly, Maou?

Are you not coming along?