Alright, alright, I'm back now. Here ya go kids. (You're just lucky the other one didn't run out in the middle of my vacation grumble grumble)
Rules of the meme:
1. Anonymously post a pairing and prompt you would like to see written. Since this is a kink meme, there is supposted to be a kink involved, but normal well-written prompts should work
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based on the initial bout of madness here:
http://spam-monster.livejournal.com/813.html?thread=799277
[AN: Just FYI, in the universe of this story, the prompts for it do not exist. I actually made an attempt at it (..."Don't click that one. Bad feeling." "You too, huh? Glad I'm not the only one."... ) but it just started making weird Escher-shapes in my head like looking into an infinity of reflections in a hall of mirrors. >_<
So. Somewhere out there is an alternate universe in which this Kinkmeme exists minus two prompts. ;P ]
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"Daniel! It's getting bigger."
"What? Let me see."
"Look."
"Holy--! What did you do?"
"Just turned on."
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Nite Owl peered over Rorschach's shoulder at the familiar-yet-not words on the monitor. "I thought Jon said the tachyons had dispersed?"
Rorschach shrugged, as he still didn't know what a tachyon was, much less how they were supposed to behave. "Maybe they came back."
"It's up to 50 pages now - wait... oh god, more than that, look, there's a link." He selected it and watched with fascinated horror as yet another several pages lit up the display. "It hasn't even been a day, and it's nearly doubled in size." Nite Owl looked helplessly at his partner. "How is that possibleRorschach leaned back in the pilot's chair, folded his arms and tilted his head at his partner as though this was somehow his doing. "No shortage of reading material now ( ... )
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SQUUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Oh boy, when I initially read that out of context...^_^
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Nite Owl expected Rorschach to launch yet another conspiracy theory in the face of this ever-expanding maybe-virus that trumpeted all sorts of embarrassing/horrifying things about them (some of them true, even) and seemed to be existing in spite of its own physical impossibility, but he was surprisingly calm. Maybe they were just too shell-shocked from everything they'd already seen and heard, he didn't know ( ... )
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Moar?
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"Don't need this many clothes, Daniel."
Dan resisted pointing out the irony of that statement, given the one making it. "Ro - Joseph, it's just two outfits! We don't know how long we're going to have to keep doing this when we get back; it's not going to kill us to be a bit prepared. Besides, d'you really want to keep wearing stuff that's four sizes too big?" And do I really need to mention the look you gave my button-down shirt when I handed it to you? He'd seen that look. He knew he had, because he was fairly certain the same expression had been on his own face as he oh-so-carefully didn't look his partner in the eye when they were hastily changing into civilian clothes on the Owlship. Thanks to all their reading, Dan was fairly certain they wouldn't be able to look at anything without it causing some sort of awkwardness before long ( ... )
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That made me giggle like a maniac, because it is totally true. There is nothing the kinkmeme hasn't perverted.
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As he was helping grocery projectiles land safely, Dan began giggling. He tried to keep it quiet, but it still made Rorschach turn to look at him.
"Mph - sorry. Sorry..." He waved his hand in dismissal and tried without success to control the upward quirking of his mouth. "I can't help it. I keep waiting for the Pomegranate juice ( ... )
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