Random-Ass Open RP

[effulgent]

how to play.

1. Drop a comment with one or more of your muses. It can be empty if you want me to make a scenario, or you can toss one at me. If you want to just give me a prompt (a word, song, lyric, picture, phrase, anything), I can riff off that too. I make no promises for logic, especially if I don't know the canon.

2. In the subject line, you can specify any of my muses you might want to play with, or you can ask me to pick someone. No muses are off-limits! If the character has no icons yet, I will find icons. Or you can make me pick.

3. just rp with me. if something jives really well, maybe we can continue it in another one of these later, sort of like a super casual verse. if it doesn't, it doesn't.

Comments

WARREN and/or cox actually.

[wells]

YOU WILL GET BOTH

[notamentor]

[Welcome to the AU where Warren went to med school and is now an intern. Who is apparently doing a documentary on the hospital during his down time. Guess who has no time for your stupid cameras? PERRY COX.]

Put that away or I will smash it over your head and then feed you the pieces. Then, when you inevitably end up in my care for medical treatment, I will film your agony and play it over and over and over and over and over and over in my own documentary which I will call Dr. Wells' Big Mistake.

omg yes

[wells]

[ Andrew lowers the camera, and then attempts to hide it behind his back without actually turning it off, biting his lower lip. ]

But Doctor Cox...

[ Three words which honestly, in those whiny tones, Cox is probably sick to death of hearing. But Doctor Cox, his chart said he was allergic to paracetamol. But Doctor Cox, the Janitor asked me if I could get it out of the gutter for him. But Doctor Cox, it's the midnight screening of Transformers 4 tonight. ]

I just think it's really important that people understand the- the heroic work we do here. And also you, um, can't film my agony if you break my precious handycam.

[notamentor]

[He stares at him because really missing the point, and every time he hears 'But Doctor Cox' he really does want to smash the camera over Andrew's head.]

Then, golly gee, why don't you write a book? Or better yet, a screen play? Anything that doesn't involve that camera within a mile of this hospital.

[wells]

Um, this is hard-edge journalism about the fight for humanity in the face of a cold hard budget? Not some hospital soap. So, so no can do, Doctero.

[flayed]

[And here's Warren! Jonathan's out doing some errand Warren suggested that would take him a while. Andrew and Warren are playing video games right now while Warren plots to get rid of the weakest link of the Trio.]

I don't trust that midget.

[wells]

[ Warren is winning, because Andrew is only mediocre at all games that aren't Kingdom Hearts, dating sims, and Cooking Mama. He watches his little dude get teabagged again, and is glad of the distraction when Warren speaks. ]

Um, I know. He totally has a boner for Buffy Summers, don't you think? I mean, what's up with that.

[flayed]

And way too many moral qualms. I mean, hello, supervillains? Does he expect us to just hug it out?

[wells]

Well, hugging wouldn't be too—

I-I mean, you're totally right. Next he's gonna start wearing his underoos outside his pants.

[flayed]

[YOU ARE SUCH A LITTLE GIRL ANDREW. But at least you're too obsessed with getting Warren's approval to be a threat.]

Just a matter of time until he betrays us.

[wells]

Um, do you really think he's gonna do that? I mean, he's kind of small... and weak... and he does whatever you say, right?

[flayed]

So far. But he might not always.

[wells]

It's true, his height and whiny voice does make him statistically more likely to be the weasel.

...s-So if he goes all PvP, and betrays you? What'll you do?

[flayed]

I don't want it to get that far. [Is he going to have to spell it out for you, Andrew...]