Random Scenario Meme

[huffpuffblonde]

THE RANDOM SCENARIO MEME
How it works:
1. Post as your character with Name | Series | Preference (in case of smut or if you would like to skip that option). You can choose the scene and prompt yourself or leave it for others to decide.
2. Others respond to your prompt or after going to RNG and entering numbers 1-6 for a scene type and then numbers 1-

Comments

action - chase!

[personallyknows]

So, I'll take that as a sign that they don't want us here.

[huffpuffblonde]

I'd say the arrows were a pretty good tip-off, yeah. Run on three.

Three!

[She nods, and lurches forward to grab the other woman by the hand, to tug them off toward the jungle.]

[personallyknows]

( if trillian's good at anything, it's running, and she grabs rose's hand, taking off. okay, jungle, lots of trees, lots of chances to hide. she won't even think about any predatory animals waiting there to eat her limb by limb )

I didn't know they'd be so offended - ! ( said in a gasp, pulling the other woman off the path for a moment to throw the natives off )

[huffpuffblonde]

[Off the path, that's a good idea. Easier to slip away into the foliage. Also easier to get lost or bitten by something poisonous, but considering the spear that flew by her head, the people were the more pressing matter.]

Shaking hands with a half-naked tribeswoman's husband. Going under the list of things not to do in the future.

[She stumbles over a moss-covered log, ducks behind something too damn big to be considered a bush, and stumbles over some hidden rocks, trying not to fall and twist an ankle. That would be bad.]

Mind you, it'd have been a bit easier to resist if he hadn't looked like Fabio.

[personallyknows]

He was rather dishy, though. ( she concedes, no more graceful than rose. she nearly falls over, tripped by a vine, and catches her fall, scraping her palms on a prickly bush. well, this is fun. )

And shaking hands is kind of a two way street, don't you think? ( she dodges an arrow as it wedges itself between their heads, into the trunk of a tree )

[huffpuffblonde]

If by 'dishy' you mean gorgeous. [She glances over with half a grin, nodding breathlessly. Roots and plants are ripped away by her legs shoving through overhang and underbrush.]

And, personally, I think he was eyeballing you. That was definitely the word for breaAH--

[Whatever she was going to say is cut off abruptly as the ground disappears rather suddenly from beneath them.]

[personallyknows]

Oh, boff, he was noOOAAAHHHH -

( and, the smallest splash! ) Oh, perfect. Wet.

( trillian sniffs and her nose wrinkles ) And smelly. I expect there's foreign goop as well.

[huffpuffblonde]

[She groans, pushing to her feet, shaking mud and foreign goop off of her hands as she looks around.] Oh, god, I hope it's just goop, and not something worse.

[The crying villagers come close and pass by, cries resonating through the jungle and the pit they're in.] What the hell is this thing-- is that a tunnel? D'you think they know about this?

[She's absently wiping her hands on her jeans, trying to knock off as much of the muck as she can.]

[personallyknows]

Wish I could tell you what color it is...

( she winces as some lands on her head, mixed with the dirt from above ground. ) Can you see any designs, markings or something? Maybe that'll tell us something.

Erm, not that I'm a great interpreter, but y'know.

[huffpuffblonde]

Yeah, think we're better off not knowing the color or the consistency. The good news is, if this thing's connected to a cave, it's probably not the latrine. Fifty fifty on that, though.

[She steps forward, feet squelching into the muck, and peers into the darkness in front of them. It's wide, open, gaping, and her feet hit something hard. Rock.]

I'm not seeing any markings. The good news is the goop ends there. I'm just hoping this planet doesn't have giant moles or something.

[personallyknows]

( trillian finally finds her footing, feeling along the walls ) Well, I'm glad for drier parts.

( her fingers feel along a crack in the wall, too smooth to just be any old crack ) Hmm, feel this. Y'think it can open up to something? ( please not some demon beast with multiple heads, she prays )

[huffpuffblonde]

No kidding. [She made her way over, trailing her fingers along the crack. It was smooth, probably carved. Definitely intentional. She nods.] It's gotta. Or else we'll be stuck down here for ages, wandering around like idiots.

[She feels along her belt, digs in one of the flaps and tugs out a torch. It's tiny, like the type you keep on car keys, but when she pushes in the button, it's bright enough to see by, at least a few feet.] Suppose there's only one way to go. Unless you'd rather hunt down your husband.

[personallyknows]

Mmmrather not, no thanks much. ( but she'll still giggle at the thought of the hunky native, ooher )

Alright, let's see how far my amazing upper body strength can get us. ( not very far, but trillian's discovered a spot where her fingers just fit and she pulls the rock forward a few inches )

[huffpuffblonde]

Didn't think so.

[She moves out of the way, but lifts the torch to get a better look. It makes a scraping sound, rock against rock, but it's loosening sure enough as Trillian tugs.]

Hey, look at you, that's brilliant. Nearly got it.

[personallyknows]

( she looks rather pleased with herself now ) Yeah? Look at me go.

( she needs a moment to flex her fingers and crack her knuckles, but at least she manages to get a better grip on the rock, heels digging into the dirt )

[huffpuffblonde]

Hang on--

[Rose shifts, stuffing the torch in her mouth now that it's out a few inches, she can grab on as well, and she does, tugging along side Trillian.

It comes out faster, and she gives one last hard, final pull, jerking it away from the wall.]