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Call Me Out & Prompt Me Meme

Post your list of muses in a comment below. Interested people will respond to your lists with a character (or several characters) from the list and with a picture or gif for each character. You must write a prompt to them based on the picture that they've linked to you. 

Responders can also respond with a theme or mood they'd like to shoot for like 'sad' or 'happy' or 'ragingly anamatronic'.

Mr. Box-Chan
Prompt Word: Cold
Picture: [Pic]

Date: 2015-04-05 02:32 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] prrromotion

Character: Paarthurnax
Theme: Badassery

Date: 2015-04-05 03:11 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] seekingtinvaak
[It isn't often Paarthurnax comes down from his perch atop the Throat of the World. But with these nagging metal creatures were too much to ignore.

With a might flap of his aged wings, Paarthurnax descends to find its source. It had been a long age since he felt so angered.
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From: [personal profile] prrromotion
[ His latest evil plan was coming to fruition! Robotnik chortled gleefully as his cruiser putted up the side of the mountain. Once he scaled the snowy cliffside he spotted the great creature and came to a stop some distance away. ]

Good morning Grrreat beast! I've come today to offer you a proposition in my empire.


Date: 2015-04-05 10:12 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] seekingtinvaak
[Landed with a mighty tremor, Paarthurnax cranes his haed in the stranger's direction. He'd never seen a mortal quite like this one, nor encountered one quite as brazen.]

Drem Yol Lok. Hmmm, greetings. I say this out of...Vahrukt Zin, out of tradition. These Bo Raan, flying creatures...[The dragon rumbles ominously.] Did you summon them here?

[His head tilts further, another rolling grumble issuing forth from deep within in the dragon. A warning.]

Do not speak to me, Jul, of petty empires.
Edited Date: 2015-04-05 10:12 pm (UTC)


Date: 2015-04-05 11:28 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] prrromotion
PETTY? Of course not! I speak to you only of the Rrrrobotnik empire, and that is in no way petty or corrupt!

[ He reaches off screen to a bag of money that someone hands him, smiles to the camera, and stuffs that money into hammer space because hes ROBOTNIK. ]

Perhaps.. we should start over. [ He motions to himself. ] My name is Dr. Robotnik. I'm the soon-to-be ruler over this planet who is caring, kind, and in no way evil. [ He bats his eyes innocently. Yes. Totally innocent. ]

I was seeking to recruit the assistance of your kind to weed out my enemies once and for all.


Date: 2015-04-06 10:30 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] seekingtinvaak
[The dragon follows these inane motions, not understanding them, and finding his usual patience with it worn thin. This is not the first time he's heard a mortal man make such boasts. It will not be the last. They all end the same way.]

The dov answer to no one, Jul. Especially your kind. Al tiid sizaan. You waste your time here.

Date: 2015-04-09 12:25 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] prrromotion
"You misunderstand me!" He continued joyously, "'recruiting' is a formality. You really don't have a choice in the matter."

Robotnik pressed a convenient BIG red button on his hovercraft, and a chamber opened up on the bottom of craft. A bright red rocket that was impractically big--bigger than Robotnik, even--popped out. It was aimed squarely at the dragon.

"Now. Would you like to try and reconsider?"

Date: 2015-04-12 02:22 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] seekingtinvaak
Despite not knowing what the strange weapon was, Paarthurnax could easily recognize intent. There was no mistaking the fat man's tone of voice for anything else. How mortals could continue to be such fools and yet thrive was sometime beyond the great dragon's understanding.

Paarthurnax drew back his mighty head, wings flared out at each side. The only warning this fool would have to run. He was a master of the Voice and knew how to use it to his advantage.


Instantly the wind kicked up as a blinding blizzard consumed the area. A chance, perhaps, to gain the higher ground. Despite the driving winds, Paarthurnax took to flight.


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