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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]

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Date: 2015-04-05 04:31 am (UTC)
heropants: (Default)
From: [personal profile] heropants
Mrs. Brisby - Secret of Nihm
Captain Amelia - Treasure Planet

Reith - Magna Carta
Big Boss - Metal Gear
Yuri Hyuga - Shadow Hearts
Koudelka - Koudelka

Lightning - FF13
Mint - Threads of Fate
Lilac - Freedom Planet

Birdy - Tetsuwan Birdy DECODE
Edward Elric - FMA

Galahad - Sonic atBK
Robotnik - AoStH
Scourge - A!Sonic
Silver - A!Sonic
Bunnie Rabbit - A!Sonic
Sonic the Hedgehog - A!Sonic

Talitha - OC
Gaige Favilla - OC
Trinity Sable - OC
Edited Date: 2015-04-05 02:47 pm (UTC)


Date: 2015-04-05 04:49 am (UTC)
woocas: (happy - :D)
From: [personal profile] woocas
Active msues:

Lucas Kovach - OC
Hei - Darker than Black
Mary Poppins - some movie from the 60s idk
Aeryn Sun - Farscape
Miles Stedman - OC
Cecil Palmer - Welcome to Night Vale
Daranon Dawnseeker - World of Warcraft OC
Daranon Duskborn - Guild Wars 2 OC

Semi-retired/rusty muses:

Soul Eater Evans - Soul Eater
Paarthurnax - Skyrim
Edited Date: 2015-04-05 04:52 am (UTC)

Date: 2015-04-05 04:59 am (UTC)
ss_buttcrack: Smile (Happy)
From: [personal profile] ss_buttcrack
Active Muses:

John Crichton - Farscape
Alt. John Crichton (Talyn John) - Farscape
Prisoner Number 6 (Introduces himself as Peter Smith) - The Prisoner
Piper Cardenas - OC
Kevin - Welcome To Night Vale

Rusty/Inactive Muses:

John Crichton's Butt Cheeks (Yeah...) - Farscape
6 Year Old Bitty Number 6 - The Prisoner AU
John Drake - Danger Man
Morph - Treasure Planet
Johnny Cousin - All Night Long

Date: 2015-04-05 02:28 pm (UTC)
periapt: (Default)
From: [personal profile] periapt

Character: Lucas
Theme: Escape

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

Character: Paarthurnax
Theme: Badassery

Date: 2015-04-05 02:33 pm (UTC)
bratshionista: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bratshionista

Character: Piper
Theme: Cosplay

Date: 2015-04-05 02:36 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] catlass

Character: Morph
Theme: Exploring

Date: 2015-04-05 02:37 pm (UTC)
quickster: (Default)
From: [personal profile] quickster

Character: Bitty!6
Theme: Birthday Party

Date: 2015-04-05 02:45 pm (UTC)
quickster: (Unsure - What)
From: [personal profile] quickster

Character: Mary Poppins
Theme: Helping the Needy

Date: 2015-04-05 02:54 pm (UTC)
bytheguidebook: (happy - amused)
From: [personal profile] bytheguidebook
 photo tumblr_inline_nlj3mlQeG61rdx96o_zpsf2rxwc0p.gif

Character: Gaige
Theme: Hit with a talk like an animal curse idek

Date: 2015-04-05 03:11 pm (UTC)
seekingtinvaak: (neutral - looking down)
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.

Date: 2015-04-05 03:18 pm (UTC)
a_spoonful: (neutral - serious)
From: [personal profile] a_spoonful
[Whatever this place once was, Mary couldn't be certain. She stands amidst the ruins for a few long moments, soaking in the sight of her new surroundings. The reason why she was taken here by the West Wind was more than obvious, but where she actually was the nanny could not say.

Then, stepping forward with carpet bag in tow, Mary proceeds past piles of rubble, looking for any sign she's not alone.

Date: 2015-04-05 03:34 pm (UTC)
woocas: (neutral - um whoops?)
From: [personal profile] woocas
[Being legally declared dead made life a bit more difficult.

Also, that whole being hunted down by his own people thing.

But, Lucas wasn't thinking about that right now. He was watching the total climb higher and higher on the convenience store clerk's register and silently kicking himself for being terrible at math.

Look, sorry. I only have twenty bucks on me, can you take this and this off?

[Dealing with cash was just not something he was used to, but it wasn't traceable. Not that he could technically apply for plastic under his real name right now anyways, but it was just as well. Shifting nervously on his feet, Lucas tugs at the brim of his baseball cap and glances behind him at the tiny little store.]

I hope the picture shows /crosses fingers

Date: 2015-04-05 03:40 pm (UTC)
i_am_not_a_taxi: (pic#5604308)
From: [personal profile] i_am_not_a_taxi
Character: Mrs Brisby
Theme: A kind scientist?

Ignore the first two panels... Also assume if her family isn't in a safe position, that Skyfire's managed to them somehow. He's got them somewhere safe, even if she doesn't know it. I might be mean, but I'm not that mean. XD

Date: 2015-04-05 03:44 pm (UTC)
halfadozen: (Argumentative)
From: [personal profile] halfadozen
It was a strange place for a birthday party, pizza is a weird food anyway, good tasting but weird. It wasn't his birthday party so he wasn't allowed to complain about it. One of the adults told him that. But, already he was bored of the singing and sitting still at the table wearing an uncomfortable party hat. He wanted to explore. He wanted to see what else was in this building besides very silly mascots singing songs. So, while the adults were busy placing out the birthday gifts on the table, he stole his chance to sneak off. He wouldn't be that far away, he told himself. They wouldn't miss him for a little while.

That was hours ago now.

Curiosity had brought him to a vent close to the ground. It was open, and just his right size. It was like a cave. He wanted to explore the cave. So, he'd crawled in on hands and knees, enjoying the nice clunk-clunk sounds his knees made on the tin. It had led him to a new room. A very cool new room, full of surveillance cameras. He'd sat in the chair and happily watched the rest of the birthday party on them. This was neat!

Then, he'd watched as the adults became more and more frantic to find him. Then he felt bad, and decided he should go back. But, while he was dismounting from the rolling chair he'd perched in, he fell and hit his head on the edge of the desk. He didn't remember what happened after that, but he must have fallen asleep for a long time, because when he woke up under the desk, all the lights were out and everything was eerily quiet.

"Hello?" He called, voice small in the darkness.

"Ow," He said to himself, feeling the sticky dried blood on his forehead. It still hurt so bad.

He started to cry, "Anyone here? I wanna go home. My head hurts?"

Tears were falling freely from those small blue eyes, starting out into the terrible lonely darkness. But then a chill ran down his tiny spine, and he got a sudden feeling that maybe it wasn't so lonely after all. Maybe he wasn't alone. He didn't like that feeling at all.

Date: 2015-04-05 04:15 pm (UTC)
blobofmischief: (Eyes Peeled)
From: [personal profile] blobofmischief
Morph burbled happily as he floated along, out in front. Taking point on this very important mission of exploration. He'd been given a very important job too; he had to keep an eye out for danger. And he would. He would keep too very big eyes peeled for the first hint of danger. Nothing would get past him. Nothing!

Sadly, his attention span was not to the same level of his determination. Those big eyes of his kept coming upon interesting shapes he could mimic, or explore. He would be trying very hard to concentrate, and then a neat crevice would call his attention to it. And he would just have to try and fit through it.

This time it was an interesting pattern on the wall that drew him. He caught sight of it and then sped ahead to give it a closer look. It was interesting. Oh, if only he knew what it meant. He rubbed his shifting pink form up against it, and felt something give way. There was a faint 'click' then suddenly the whole place was shifting and shaking.

He purred apologetically, then looked back to Captain Amelia to make sure she wasn't too mad at him.

Date: 2015-04-05 04:25 pm (UTC)
blobofmischief: (Smile)
From: [personal profile] blobofmischief

Character: Miles
Theme: Strange New Pet

Date: 2015-04-05 04:52 pm (UTC)
periapt: (Default)
From: [personal profile] periapt
[ Being alive and hearing voices also made like considerably more difficult.

Yuri had always heard this one voice telling him to go do this and go do that and if he refused he got a splitting headache that felt like his skull was splitting right in two.

Today? He didn't feel like having his head proverbially cracked open, so he listened to the voice like a good little errand boy.

Yuri, who was standing in the back of the store with a high collar trenchcoat, had been examining the same container of chip dip for about 15 minutes when the 'undead' kid rolled in. ]

That's the guy, eh?

[ Looked awful healthy for a dead man. As Lucas had his back turned Yuri approached the register. ]
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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 05:01 pm (UTC)
quickster: (Normal - Dive)
From: [personal profile] quickster
[ In a sharp contrast to the ruined area and spots of green fire, there was laughter from somewhere nearby. The several small voices certainly sounded young, but they weren't close enough to entirely make out what they were saying. ]

Im trash. 8D;;

Date: 2015-04-05 05:21 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] soullessmetal
Oh, no. In Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, the children were never alone! There was never a reason to be alone and there was certainly never any reason to cry.

The anamatronic characters had even helped in the game of Hide and Seek that one little boy they had entertained earlier had decided to play. Of course he would want to play games on his birthday!

The session of hide and seek went on for hours. The adults were certainly bad at the game, as time went on they yelled the boys name louder and louder. One of them even broke and started leaking from their face. Another pushed Bonnie out of sheer frustration.

Time wore on and the boy went unaccounted for.

Quicky, the newest and bluest addition to the Fazbear crew, lumbered down a hallway that the adults had seemingly abandoned to look for the child. His footsteps echoed with a metallic 'clink' noise as he proceeded.

Date: 2015-04-05 06:06 pm (UTC)
bytheguidebook: (neutral - profile)
From: [personal profile] bytheguidebook
[Sitting in his cubicle, Miles frowns. Not for the first or last time today, certainly, but he frowns as his gaze once again falls to the blob of pink swirling in a jar set just in front of his computer's keyboard.

They had been doing an interview hours earlier. The owner of a curiosities shop had a bad case of poltergeist a few months back and this was merely a follow-up to see if things had settled down. The woman insisted they take this as an extra bit of payment and wouldn't take no for an answer. And, in typical Lucas fashion, the Medium finagled the responsibility of the thing to Miles's tender care.

Never wanted a pet. [Miles mutters, before finally unlatching the top and letting the thing loose. The woman had assured them it was mostly harmless.]

Well, out with you, then. Come on.

Date: 2015-04-05 06:14 pm (UTC)
divaoftime: (eye roll)
From: [personal profile] divaoftime
"Oh my god, how did I ever let you talk me into wearing this?" Piper complained as she gathered up fold after fold of fabric around her feet in a vain attempt to walk quicker, to keep up.

"What the hell did you say this was supposed to be Trinity? It's so weird. And these things in my hair are poking my head!"

Date: 2015-04-05 06:26 pm (UTC)
blobofmischief: (Concerned for a Friend)
From: [personal profile] blobofmischief
All Morph did was pretend to be the paperweight on her front desk for an hour, he didn't understand why suddenly she was so eager to get him out of her store. Sure, he flew around the room with the actual stone paperweight in his mouth for a bit, playing keep away, but he gave it back. He didn't hurt it. He just wanted to play.

This new person didn't seem to like to play much either. Hovering around in this jar was no fun, and he'd been making sad echoey noises from inside of it while watching the blond do boring paperwork for almost longer than he could tolerate. When that frowning gaze slid back his way again, Morph made another scared noise, and bunched himself together as small as possible, huddled against the back of the glass. What was this human going to do with him?

He was going to find out, apparently.

Though the lid was finally unlatched, Morph was hesitant to actually come out of his now protective glass shield. He looked over the top of it, with big wary eyes, little pink appendages grabbing at the lip of it while he peered around. Then those lamp eyes rose to look at Miles, still fearful, but questioning also. Was it safe?

Date: 2015-04-05 08:38 pm (UTC)
bratshionista: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bratshionista
Click went the camera.

Trinity adjusted her fake black glasses and wrinkled her nose at the attitude. "Have you ever heard the phrase 'beauty is pain'?" She smiled sinisterly. "Then it's my mission to make you suffer as much as humanly possible, isn't it?" That just happened to be a part she enjoyed.

"Now shut up and smile for the camera. Or brood. Or whatever it is you do."
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