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

[limeandgold]

[So sorry, they didn't hear anything over THAT FACE.

Pardon the mildly flabbergasted alien, give them a moment to remember how to speak.]

I'm... a painter?

[reapitup]

[Wow rude. Death eyes those green ball things, thinking they could be...natural or some infection. It'd explain a lot. Still, it's a relief the answer's 'no.' Or would be, if he often took strangers at their word.]

And you...paint your skin?

[Slight sharpness in his tone there. At least he'll feel like an idiot when he realizes they have no idea what he's talking about?]

[limeandgold]

[They're not quite sure what's going on here, but they were raised to be polite to hum... ans? Not really sure if that's what they're speaking with, but okay.]

I was born with these colors, like all kiirik of the haraan. The pattern type is even one of the most common among my people.

...and I paint portraits and landscapes, not bodies.

[reapitup]

[...Born. 'Gods are never born...' Soon there's a slow-motion cringe going on and Death looks away and coughs.]

...Ah. Well they...must be weird.

[...Points for trying.]

[limeandgold]

[Their ears droop at that and Miin looks away, a bit hurt. Who knew people with lobster eyes were such harsh art critics!]

...they're not bad. Most people like them.

[reapitup]

[Way to kill self-esteem, Death. He shifts, and after a moment, opens his mouth.]

I'm...

[But he can't say it, so looks for something else.]

I...thought you were a god. I only know two, but they're the only thing in everything with skin like yours.

[He's back to eying them. Really don't want to give an ego inflate.]

[limeandgold]

A god? N-no, I'm an alien!

[Technically humans were aliens to them, but whatever.]

I'm very colorful so the beasts on my moon planet will not eat me.

[reapitup]

[Oh Technically, annoying people with its incessant corrections.]

Ah, like batrachotoxin. ...So...do you have a name?

[One last check, because who'd lie about that? As Death talks, he turns his attention to the food. Veggies and dip, oysters...briefly, he wonders who brought it all. It'd be a waste to let them go.]


(OOC: I'm going to be gone mid-Friday to Sunday, dunno if I'll have time to reply.)

[limeandgold]

[They don't really know what that means, but would probably be very excited to see poison dart frogs. Instead, they rub the back of their head awkwardly.]

I'm Miin. Nice to... meet you?

[reapitup]

[Cracks open a crab leg, peels flesh away.]

I doubt it. I'm Death.

[...Would it kill him to be more of a conversationalist?]

[limeandgold]

[They don't seem to react badly at that. Or at all, really.]

Are you an alien as well?

[reapitup]

[They're the first. Disappointing. But Death has never let go, and no response means hiding means ignorance means not caring means-- he tries to slam down his paper plate but it just makes a little thop. Cue sudden unnecessary step towards Miin with even less reasonable rage.]

You think I'm lying?!

[He can prove he's Death. Right here. EVERYWHERE. ...Christ, dude, go have a drink. Look, someone brought a Chateau Montelena. ...He'll likely answer your question soon, Miin. Explosions of feelings are the norm.]

[limeandgold]

[Oh no don't yell at them! The kiirik backs off, ears lowered and tail between their legs, raising their arms as if they expect to be attacked.]

I don't think you're lying? I don't even know what you'd be lying about! Your name?! I'm sorry!

[reapitup]

[A very reasonable thing to expect. Death steps forward as Miin steps back, and against his hate of those who pretend, those who smile and lie to save themselves and those who don't try to understand, he hears the professing and the pleading...death means nothing where he's from, far less known as a name. He thought he'd gone beyond that. He thought he found a place where people cared.

Death stops. His shoulders stiffen and his claws retract. And he looks away.]

It's-- it's not really...I don't know what I am. It shouldn't matter.

[He takes a cigarette from his pocket and fumbles with his lighter. Click. Nothing. Clickclickcli-- Nothing.]

[limeandgold]

...I'm sorry, I have no idea what's even going on any more.

[Yelling dude freaking out over stuff that Miin doesn't understand. His name? A human word for the great dark? Why was that bad?

The alien is just so confused, they're just gonna... grab this butter roll and slowly back away.]

[reapitup]

[This is why you have few friends, Death. The roll is acquired without evisceration. More failed lighting attempts, and finally he looks up and ask--

...Oh. Oh...yeah, he...kind of can't say anything now. He'll be gone if you wander by for a second round of rolls, Miin.]