RP WITH ME(ME)

[hissarfcaws]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ refer to the list above for active(?) somewhat less rusty muses (or pick someone else from my full muselist, you goddamn lunatic). ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. ♛ need a prompt? whoa hey look a random scenario meme go steal from that you nerd. meme code.

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[hugetool]

[sometimes you just get yeeted through the void and end up in another dimension... it's fine (it's not fine, he is panicking)

But anyway, he does see the cute little house since he landed with his eye facing in the right direction. That seems like a good place to start with figuring out where he is... except for one tiny problem. He landed pretty hard on the way here. It's not a huge problem since he's sturdy and wouldn't feel the impact even if it did cause damage, but his blade is stuck several inches in the dirt, and he has trouble moving around by himself on a good day, so... uhhh.

Clamor is still trying to wiggle his way free by the time Faust pops out to see what's going on. Their eyes meet, and he would call out for help or at least say hello... but that would require physical contact under his current limitations, so. alas. Instead he gives his very best pleading look with the one eye he has available to him, and perhaps his wiggling could be interpreted as a frantic wave for assistance? please don't freak out he can explain himself he swears]

[relictus]

[...The scythe is looking back at him.]

[...]

[He doesn't get the sense that touching it is dangerous, but there's clearly something off about it... a presence, even. A lingering spirit, perhaps? But this isn't your everyday possessed object. Maybe that's why someone left it here, or...?]

[He lifts a hand, and his mirror appears and floats beside it as he casts his spell.]

Satillquinart Mullcreed.

[There's a magical glow, and Clamor may feel the strange sensation of the magic washing over him, though nothing visibly changes. Faust watches him a moment longer with a thoughtful frown before finally speaking.]

Why are you here?

[Clamor will find that if he tries to speak, he can actually be heard.]