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This is a get to know you meme for all you crazy kids here!

Post with your characters. Go here and roll! You know the rest by now.

1. fluff

1. Sick day! You're down with the flu or some injury, you're bedridden or at the hospital. Aren't you lucky that that special someone came to visit you?
2. Date night! You've made special plans to show that someone just how much you love them and nothing can go wrong tonight.
3. Cheer up! One or both of you is feeling down and it's time to get out of that slump by either finding a way to distract yourself or talking it out with the other person.
4. Love confession! Your stomach is doing flip flops and your heart is racing, but you've read all the signs right, and it's time to let that other person know you feel the same way.
5. Goodbye for now! One of you is going away for some reason (It can be as simple or angsty as you want it to be) and you may be back or you may not, but you want to spend the time you've got left where you are with someone special.
6. Need a friend! You just want to hang out with the guys/girls and have a little fun.
7. I'm sorry! You had a fight with someone and now it's time to kiss and make up. . . or at least make up.
8. Been so long! You're back after a long trip somewhere and now it's time to meet up with someone you've missed a lot and make up for lost time!
9. I'll defend you until the end! You're going to fight for that person and you're going to let them know it or show them, whichever comes first.

2. hurt & comfort

1. INJURY. You've been injured. Broken bones or bleeding out or maybe just a tiny little papercut. The choice is yours.
2. SICKNESS. You're sick and laid up in bed, at home or in a hospital. The severity is up to you.
3. FEAR/ANXIETY. Something is happening and you're scared beyond belief.
4. LOSS OF SENSES. Sight, touch, taste, hearing, smell, etc. You've lost some important sense or ability and now you're left to deal with it.
5. DESPAIR. Nothing is good or right anymore and you can't shake the depression. Maybe that friend of yours can help though...
6. BREAKUP. You've been dumped. You need someone to comfort you, possibly by the one who dumped you.
7. MAKE UP. Fight or break up, it's time to makeup.
8. RESCUED. You've just been held captived and/or tortured for however long and finally, someone has come to the rescue.
9. BAD ROMANCE. Fight, cheated on, abused, whatever the case is, someone else can clearly seeyou need comfort from someone who isn't your terrible lover tonight.
10. LOSS. You've experience a loss of some kind and need help getting through it.

3. ELEVATORSTUCK
You are now being forced to endure the other person's presence. It doesn't have to be an elevator. You could be new neighbours, or locked in lockers together, or mysteriously tied together. idk. GO FOR IT.

4. Random!
You choose or make up your own scene to play out.

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Until I'm done.

[ Jake purses his lips, scooting right up next to Dirk's chair and looks at the computer screen...then Dirk. ]

You've already been in this cramped space for hours.

This isn't something that can be done in ten minutes, English. When I'm done then we'll all be a hell of a lot safer.

What the dickens are you even doing?

Programming an automated defence system.

[ It registers and his eyes widen. ]

We will be able to go outside then??

If everything goes as I intend it to, you'd be able to sunbathe naked on the lawn without a care in the world. [ He scratches the side of his face, shutting his eyes for a second to give them a rest. ] I'll have both attack droids on patrol and a laser grid further out. The droids may even be capable of exterminating all of the undead in the area.

[ And his face brightens, and Jake is practically wiggling on the floor. ]

What can I do to assist your endeavour, old chum?

[ He is going to be so much more manageable when he can go outside, Dirk. ]

Just sit there and be good.

[ And his face falls.

Just sit?

Jake doesn't just sit...for very long, at least.

So there he is. Sitting. Looking hopeful as Dirk types away.

And he starts to fidget. ]

[ Clack-clack-klickity-clack. ]

[ Five minutes have passed. Jake has been rather good.

And kind of swaying back and forth. Gaze wandering around the room. He starts opening drawers to Dirk's desk.

What's in there?

Nothing interesting.

What about the next drawer?

Nope.

Maybe he will pull them all out so they make a nice pyramid shape. ]

[ That earns the slightest of pauses.

Then, determined to ignore it, he starts on the next line. ]

[ Well, that amused him for half a minute. He gets on his hands and knees and moves around to the other side of the desk and does the same thing.

Okay. At least it's symmetrical he guesses. He goes back to sitting and looking around and...

...Hey, what's that?

Is that part of a robot? Upgrades? Jake goes to investigate, scooting over to pick up what appears to be some sort of arm...poking at the fingers. ]

[ Tappa tappa tappa-h?

... Wait a second, where is Jake? Oh no. No no. He lifts his hands off the keyboard and turns around, and -]

Don't touch that.

[ Jake freezes, having been in the middle of seeing how big the robot hand is compared to his.

Awkwardly...he puts hit back and sits with his legs crossed, holding onto his ankles.

Innocent. See? ]

Ah...sorry. Curiosity gets the better of me sometimes.

I know. Look, don't touch.

[ He looks a little guilty, giving Dirk an awkward grin. ]

[ You can't see it, but he's rolling his eyes as he returns to his work. ]

[ Well, that means Jake is back to amusing himself. Sitting on the floor is only interesting for never. He rocks back and forth for a moment, before deciding to see if he could scale the walls again.

Yep, there he goes, climbing the pipes like the trunk of a tree. ]

It's really getting quite dank and moldy in here, you know. [ He's mainly talking to himself.

A pipe creaks and he pauses for a moment. ]

It's doing a rather big number on these things as well. [ Wiping some rust off onto his shorts. ]

I think you're actually doing a number on them, English. Pipes aren't meant to be climbed on.

[ Jake...doesn't seem deterred at all. No, he takes it as a challenge! And keeps going, ignoring the tell-tale creaks. ]

Well, there are a lot of things that weren't meant to happen, and yet they just keep on happening.

[ oh for fucks sake this is going to end in tears. ]

Jake, get down.

[ But he's already on the ceiling, looking quite proud of himself as he's treating the top pipes and beams like monkey bars. ]

Don't let me distract you, old chum! I'm feeling much better already!

[ You brought this on yourself, Strider. You were the one who wanted a relationship with this dumbass and while you're ppretty sure you have strong feelings of mushy origins, you might kill him. ]

Can you go climb out in the living room?