The Meet And Greet Meme For Characters

[museboxy]

The Meet and Greet Meme
For Characters
 This is the IC version of the The Role Call Meme



[The Rules]

1. Find the thread for the canons/fandoms of your character. If you don't see one, make one!

2. Post with all of your character accounts. Yes, all of them. Throwing in your entire musebox is totally fine in this meme. (Please write down the name and canon/fandom of the character in the subject line, and also if they're canon, AU, crossover or OC, etc.)

3. AU characters are totally OK. Crossover/fusion characters may post at all the fandoms/canons their crossover/fusion is derived from. Fandom OCs may post at their fandom/canon's thread. Original Story/Universe OCs will have their own thread.

4. Tag around all over the place - Canonmates, non-canonmates, everything is OK!

Comments

Nitro+CHiRAL

[(Anonymous)]

DRAMAtical Murder, Togainu no Chi, etc.

Konoe

[catasstrophy]

The Poet/Shui

[thepoet]

Konoe

[catsong]

Hippo

[kaba]

[talkscrap]

Whoa, there's so much food...

[Totally ignoring you in favor of the food now. Sorry, not sorry.]

[kaba]

[ Ouch.

He's leaning over his shoulder to steal a bite from Aoba's hand, then. ]

[talkscrap]

[Hey, it will go bad more quickly than ancient hippos! Tastes better, too.

Aoba is about to protest when he realizes that would mean making a scene - what if someone sees?! - so he just blushes fiercely and hisses angrily.]

What -... If you want some, get your own!

Shiro!ba (or, if desired, because I'm lazy, normal Aoba and female!Aoba)

[reveling_in_debauchery]

whichever of your Owbutts you're in the mood for

[catasstrophy]

[Konoe doesn't really feel like socializing (must be a day that ends in Y), so he stands off to the side and eats some fruit, people watching a bit. Not a single cat... Why does that make him feel kind of lonely?

His tail occasionally twitches from side to side, a little restless, but otherwise he's calm enough.]

[reveling_in_debauchery]

[Aoba himself is also calm in his own way, nibbling on food while sprawled out in his sad excuse for clothing. He doesn't pay Konoe any mind right now, honestly, which is probably a very, very good thing.

[Otherwise, he's content to be by himself for now. It's not that he's not social, he just does. not. care. right now.]

[catasstrophy]

[Konoe's seen stranger outfits, really. That said, it sure is a lot of white...

He may be staring a bit.]

Shiroba. Forever Shiroba.

[kaba]

Aobaaaaaa. [ What a party. What a bar. If anyone asks—yes, he’s drunk, and Aoba seems to have undergone a palette change while he’s off in the corner sampling the finest vintages you can chug down your throat without a single care in the world.

Don’t even bother with the formalities, Aoba, Koujaku will just drape over your shoulders happily, cheeks flushed as a pair of wet, wine-sour lips seek purchase on…anywhere, really, on that curiously pale face. ]

pfff <3

[reveling_in_debauchery]

[Because it's Koujaku, Aoba lets him kiss his cheek or-- wherever. Doesn't matter. Definitely doesn't matter.]

Haah, you're drunk, aren't you? And here I thought I was the lightweight? Naughty boy~

[Doesn't matter if his kisses taste sour - because Aoba's still pulling Koujaku closer in order to out-and-out french him. Berserk or in his right mind, it doesn't matter how he is. It's still Koujaku.]

[kaba]

[ He’d have been content with a sloppy kiss to the cheek, but hey—this is even better.

Especially since Koujaku can only understand one in three of those. He’d caught the word naughty, at least, and—so, okay, this position’s a little awkward, kissing him from behind like this. He’ll deal.

Though it does make you wonder why he’d started drinking in the first place…

Koujaku, at the very least, doesn’t remember a blessed thing beyond some vague misfortune having occurred in the middle of this celebrating. Because—Because—that’s what they’re doin’, right? Celeb—Sher—drinkin’. And before he knows it he’s pawing at Aoba like a cat in heat, sucking at Aoba’s mouth through the kiss although it becomes painfully clear that he’s not so much leading as he is just barely hanging on. ]

Alpha

[grandnote]

[talkscrap]

[There are so many people, Aoba feels a little lost. It's not like he couldn't start a conversation with a stranger, but everyone seems to be talking to their friends already, and he doesn't want to butt in. He should never have left Ren at home...

Then, a familiar shock of white hair on the other side of the room.]

Clear..? Hey, Clear!

[Feeling oddly relieved, Aoba hurries over. Let him just escape from this socially awkward situation for a moment.]

[grandnote]

[There's a lot of people, and as far as he cares, they're a waste of space. None of them are his master, and none of them are his brother. He wants to get rid of them all. They're not-

...why is someone calling his brother's name.

He glances over his shoulder, and sees the blue hair coming over. Oh. It's him.]

I'm not nii-san.

[So does he walk away, try to dye him, or just make him feel like an idiot? ....too bad he doesn't have orders for this.]

[talkscrap]

[There's a vague sense that something's wrong even before the other speaks, and Aoba's steps slow to a halt.]

You -...!

[Welp, he's screwed. As is everyone at the party, presumably. What could Toue possibly want at a place like this, though?]

What are you doing here?

[When in doubt: ask...?]

Ryuuhou

[bluekimono]

[reveling_in_debauchery]

Oh my. I never thought I'd see you here.

[bluekimono]

They were kind enough to extend an invitation. I had to come.

[reveling_in_debauchery]

Hm. Glad you did.

At least there's no atrocious, flickering lighting here, like in Platinum Jail. As nice as it is, it certainly can get annoying.

[kaba]

Ryuuhou, you bastard! [ Charging through the crowd at you because yep spoiling this party with this years'-old grudge like it ain't no thang ]

[bluekimono]

[Oh look, is someone wanting to do a throw down? He's as cute as the day he left him. Maybe even more. He sounds upset.]

Ah, Koujaku-kun.

[His hand lifts and he waves. Come on over, they'll have tea and talk about old times. Doesn't that sound wonderful.]