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WHAT THE FUCK TO DO:
► STEP 1; Post a comment with a character that's not in HH as if they're already in the setting or alternative version, post character who is in HH. Scenarios if you need them!
► STEP 2; Tag around and get a feel for your characters, whether or not you're voice testing or planning to actually app them in!
► STEP 3; Post this all over your plurk and get people to get their big asses in here and force them to app or face the consequences. Oh, and I guess have fun. I suppose that's important, too.
reposted from the like five different people who gives a crap at this point, you get the picture. posted with mod permission b/c i am the mod.
IV - Thomas Arclight | Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal
[Well, Thomas is a little bit too busy staring at those papers that had oh so conveniently had his name stamped on them to go out and about and explore the neighborhood. (It honestly doesn't look like there's much to explore anyways.)
But really, one moment he's watching Yuma and Astral getting their asses back from the Astral World just in time to save the day and in the next he's falling out of a chair in a place that is clearly not anywhere near Heartland City with a key in his hand, just to find some papers telling him that he's supposed to live here? There is honestly just one proper way to respond to that all.]
What the hell is going on here?
[Prompt B]
[Alright, if they are already forced to play house and happy family, then they might as well complete the illusion. There is something very important missing still and Thomas has every intention of changing that.
For that purpose, he has just entered the local pet store, while making a face of utter concentration, because lo and behold: He has decided to get a puppy and he intents to make the very best pick possible.
Nobody gets a say in this by the way, and if any of his house mates have objections... well, that's just too bad for them.]
ATTACKS THIS.- A
IV!! You're here!
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B, you get dibs on my firstborn js
...Oh.
[Not the most intelligent thing to say at first. She straightens up, puts on a frail smirk, and glances aside to the puppies again, trying to seem unruffled.]
I never took the Asian Dueling Champion to be an animal person.
but what would I do with them
pro...fit...?
B; so excited
And then she's rounding a corner and finds herself face to face with someone she didn't expect to see. (Well, at least not here.)]
...IV? What are you doing here?
["...in a pet store," but she assumes the curiosity in her voice is enough without tacking more words onto that sentence.]
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Beeeee
So he probably shouldn't be surprised to see one of them in there. He's definitely not surprised when he steps inside and sees exactly what sort of animals Thomas is looking at, though. He'd always been so fond of their dog, while they still had one...
Chris hesitates before actually walking over to him--he's always a little unsure of how to deal with Thomas and maybe Thomas wouldn't want him around anyway--but no, things are never going to get better between them if neither of them tries. So eventually he walks over to stand next to him and look over the puppies himself.]
Have you found one you like yet?
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B; hi, please forgive me for adding a bit of stuff
as such, he's tried to narrow down places where his brother might have gone. there are too many parks and clothing boutiques to be efficient, so he's tried betting on something a bit more meaningful.
he'll be using their familial names, for reasons. wow how embarrassing is this kid. )Thomas-nii-sama!
No this is good! <333
Ahh, brothersss. I really can't express my excitement right now.
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michael arclight • iii 〆 ygo! zexal 〆 school gate • housing
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Although it looks like someone else she knows is here, too, Kotori waving to the boy and walking over.]
III! You look awfully awake this morning. Excited?
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helloooo
Michael?
[you're going to be late, don't be late, big brother is excited for you too...]
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house greeting!!!
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Lal Mirch | Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
( landing in a strange place, completely stripped of her weapons and left with a cell phone, keys and some papers does not make a happy lal. she has the idea that this place looks just like a civilian residential area—however, whether it's really that or an illusion is something she can't tell, right now. besides that, even if it's a residential area, it's not safe. neither is sending a message to the network—but there's hardly an option here, when approaching civilians may be either dangerous for her or cause an unnecessary ruckus. )
Hello. I just moved in. ( art of disguise, and all. keep calm, low profile. ) Can anyone answer a few questions for me?
( action )
( it's a quiet ( ? ) afternoon, but unfortunately for you, it's certainly not peaceful. for whatever reason, you've been called to the dreaded—detention. and it's just your luck that physical education teacher lal mirch is on duty today; she's certainly not going to let you get off easily. )
Five more laps! Reflect upon what you've done while you run yourself into the dust!
( action )
( or maybe you're at home—and the doorbell rings, twice. when you peer out the window or on the peekhole, there's a woman in casual formal wear, toting one suitcase.
she doesn't stay still for very long, though, before she begins to do pushups on the spot—and she'll continue doing pushups until you open the door. )
omg a lal +_+ action #2!!
[ Kaede rushes down the stairs, pulling down her shirt as she heads too the door. She raises an eyebrow upon seeing this woman doing pushups on the spot via the peekhole.
Oh...kay...? Huh.
She opens the door with a light smile on her face. ]
Hi! You must be assigned to this house, I'm guessing?
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action #1 !!!!
ur not even a kid nello
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Alit - Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal - Housing or School Gate
So here he is, standing before the door to some unassuming cookie cutter type house. He holds the address in hand, matching it to the numbers displayed to ensure he was finally, finally in the right place. It had only taken him a half hour and getting lost twice to find it. No big deal.
He knocks on the door first, but when he receives no answer, he tries the knob second only to find it locked. That's right. There was a key. Was being the keyword as he shuffles through handful of objects handed off on arrival. Lease. Phone. Id. Other plastic card. No key. A quick pat down of his clothes reveals it to be true.
"Oi! Open up!" He bangs on the door again, insistent but it rings hollow inside the house and earns little more than a dull ache in his hand for all the effort. He wanted to get this over quickly, needed an explanation for all this, simply had to find a way to get back to his comrades and friends and his duties and maybe a few things that were less important than that but dammit he wasn't about to be denied.
Instead, he's resigned to wait here, plopping down on the stoop with chin in hand, as he waits on only clue his has in this strange place, with only a fleeting hope that it will provide some sense of direction.
"Che. What a pain."
[B]
A couple weeks into school and Alit has already started to find his routine. Class was pretty boring and he wasn't particularly interested in any of that human stuff. Hardly anyone appeared to be into dueling around here so that was another distraction he could cross out. But every day, after the final bell rang, the former Barian found himself down by the gym.
Some days he just felt like running the track until he collapsed, others he spent in the alcove of the weight room, but there was never a day that failed to finish with with him squaring off against the heavy punching bag that hangs in the corner, creaking in protest as it sways in time to the quick flashes of his fists.
Every punch is an instantaneous explosion of aggression, briefly reliving the tension that accumulates throughout the days and weeks. It isn't a permanent solution but it is familiar, an old habit that resided in his very bones for as long as he could remember. Sinking into it helps to drown out all the noise.
"HA!" His finally shout reaches the adjoining hall and he catches the dense bag mid swing with both hands as it pushes him back a few centimeters before coming to rest. His breathing is heavy, sweat adorning his brow but he doesn't feel overly tired. A quick glance at the clock earns a meager pout.
"That time already?"
!!!! A!!!!
Alit!
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B; time for fun times
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isabelle | animal crossing
As Isabelle tried to make a bit of sense out of the situation, she encountered one big change: her paws turned to hands and her tail was gone. Infact, she was more human then she'd ever want to be.
So, the first thing she's doing? She's outside scurrying quickly down the sidewalk. ...The town was developed nicely, but she needed to get to the bottom of this. Busy as a bee, she's reading the manual she was given upon her arrival. ]
The Landlord... this has to be the person I need to speak with! Maybe he can help me get back to the Mayor for more information..
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Matt Murdock ► Marvel-616
[ Waking up in a strange and new location was, unfortunately, not a new experience for Matt. Neither was finding himself without his radar sense. Luckily, the documents he found upon his person were nice enough to be in braille and explain the situation. This was- well, odd, to say the very least. Kidnapped in order to have a happy life? Domestic horror, anyone?
At least they had the decency to leave his cane... Well, key in hand, Matt made it very gingerly over to the house and opened up the door. If he was to have any roommates while he was here- well, that would be interesting, no? ]
(b)
[ Now that he was settled and had learned some of the ways around the place, Matt was more interested in exploring the shopping areas. Everyone must do this when they get here, he thought to himself.
The light tap of his cane clicked in front of him as he swept it lightly, back and forth, trying to get a feel for his surroundings. He was doing his best to take in the scents and sounds around him, letting those provide what his missing radar sense would have. There was a familiar smell - burning coffee beans and steeping tea of all sorts. A cafe? That would be a nice diversion.
He followed the scents and what seemed to be a slightly more active flow of people til he was inside. ]
(c - Or, go with whatever works for you.)
II • Izuru Hitachi • Majestic Prince
Or well, it could be... maybe. If he could get back home to his world. That's the one thing that bothers him, sometimes, when thinks about it.
Which is not now. Especially not when he's holding up Super Hero Red riceballs (they're plum flavored) ... ]
Please try it out! It's really tasty and will make you feel super heroic!
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Ah... Could I try one? [ You've got to be careful about what you say when you're protecting a secret identity, but- ] Do they really work?
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Teruteru Hanamura | Dangan Ronpa
Eh heh heh!
[Hanamura is looking very pleased with himself. That's never a good sign.]
I had no idea that such a haven of carnal delights existed. So many beautiful people, concentrated in such a small space... Ah! It makes my heart throb, amongst other things!
After my punishment on that island, could this be my ultimate reward? A community with many handsome men and gorgeous women is more than enough compensation for that awful dream!
tarou sado | mm!
[ What a relief! He's been allowed to keep his phone! Unfortunately, with the contacts missing, Tarou can only guess what his friends' numbers are. And they're not here.
Please consider yourself the recipient of a panicked message intended for someone else entirely. ]
hiiragi-senpai! this isn't how you play house...! will you please come out now?
( option B - pet store )
[ It's with surprising willingness that Tarou dons the uniform shirt of the local pet store and heads out to work after school -- he works nights at home, so it lets him cling to some semblance of normality.
Perhaps you'll find him cleaning out some rabbit cages under a "Buy 1 Get 1 Free!" sign, or organizing some inventory over in aisle three.
And kinda getting a weird look in his eye every time his hand brushes past the dog collars.]Can I help you find anything today?
( option c - anything goes! )
(and I am so sorry, I lost all of my icons like 80 backups ago, but I'll... figure something out... /sobs)
Ivan Karelin | Tiger & Bunny
[ It's just a normal day at your favorite sushi place. Ivan, who occasionally waits tables, is now putting his talents to much better use. He's wearing a horrible sushi costume and a shrimp-shaped mask that covers only his eyes.
Like an enormous dork, he waves a sign with the restaurant's name around as if participating in some sort of bizarre traditional and/or interperative dance. ]
Su- Su- Super Sushi!
[ God save us all. ]
( option B - jesus take the wheel, choose your own, please, i'm bound to do something even stupider if you give me free reign )
oh my god breaking hiatus for ivan help
let us all take a moment to pray, for the death of ivan karelin's dignity.
not that he should really care about the slightly judgmental look that barnaby is shooting from the other side of the street, since mr. blue and pink speedos hardly has enough room to talk about. well. anything.
tinted lenses glint a little, and barnaby crosses the street, towards ivan. ]
It must be hot in there.
[ he says, extending a hand for a leaflet, should ivan have one.
THANKS BUNNY THIS IS SO HELPFUL ]
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teddie ; persona 4.
[ wherever your house is, or perhaps wherever you are, pay no mind to the blue bear-looking individual standing on absolutely anything that gives him any height. he seems to be looking around rather intently, almost angry in his determination. maybe you should walk on by. or maybe you can just ignore him? that guy doesn't seem entirely safe.
well, good luck if you decide to do that! because he's thinking, and he's looking, and as every teddie has to vocalize their focus. enjoy the loud hums! ]
Hhhhhmmmm... Hm....
what am i doing hi
especially when the humming has the very distinct voice that belongs to a certain bear s.link. why are you standing on the coffee table, teddie? he'll just be approaching from behind, casual and collected, but curious.]
What are you doing, Teddie? [also "why are you here," "when did you get here," and "why are you humming so loud?" ...but one question at a time.]
beautiful things hello
more like hideous idk what i'm doing
FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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teddie pls
Sanae Kochiya | Scenarios 1 and 2 | Touhou Project
[Sanae did not like car rides. They were slow and boring. Waaaaay boring. She wished she could still fly, like back in Gensokyo. Sigh.
But it was the only way to get around. She either had to ask her 'parents', or one of her friends to drive her around to the places it'd take far too long for her to walk to.
Either way, whoever's driving will get a very chatty Sanae, wanting to pass the time as much as she could by talking about mechas and anime and aliens... and her home, Gensokyo. Or maybe someone else in the car would like to say something?]
[2]
[Sanae did love to go out and explore some on the weekends, since she had a lot of free time. The shopping area was just what she needed; some cleaning supplies to make sure her house was in order, even if she wasn't the owner of it.
Some food too, as the food in the house wasn't really her preferred for meals.
Anyone with her wouldn't be able to dissuade her from what she was buying, or her buying habits... she'd be insistent that this is what she needed and she needed it now.
Or perhaps she runs into someone while shopping?]
2 because yeah...Witch driving sounds scary
Hey..Watch it...Wait...Sanae? Is it really you?
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Kazumi Subaru → Puella Magi Kazumi Magica ~the innocent malice~
Are we home yeeeeeet?
[ and that's the third time Kazumi's said that in the last half hour. Buckled securely into the back seat, she's swinging her legs, scuffing her feet against the floor. They've been in the car much too long for Kazumi's liking and she's starting to get hungry! She wants to get home and have some food, immediately. ]
Scenario 4:
[ lunch on the roof? LUNCH ON THE ROOF. the unofficial cafeteria of animanga protagonists everywhere. Kazumi's there of course and HOLY SHIT does her lunch smell delicious. feel free to come ask for some -- no guarantees if you'll get any though, with how fast she's munching. ]
4
Did you make that, Kazumi-chan?
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[Remilia is not, by sight, the sort of person one would expect to find in the a back corner of the gym, viciously attacking a punching bag. A dainty girl, wearing a pink, lace-trimmed dress that she found in the closet this morning, that she took off the hanger and zipped up by herself.
She's here to vent some frustrations, however, and she's doing so with a will. In some ways, though, each blow only frustrates her more. She should by all rights be able to leave this toy in a pile of plastic and stuffing with only a glance, but it's taking everything she's dishing out. Every punch, every body slam, every slash of her dull nails. She'll grow those out, at least. Interrupt the angry ex-vampire?
She won't be ignored easily, either way. The sense of exertion is strange, as well. She's generally fit, but she can feel each blow ringing through her muscles, especially those body slams. When she stops for a break, she turns around and fussily gathers a bead of sweat off her forehead with a fingertip. She settles onto the ground and calls out to whoever's nearest.]
If I asked you to fetch me some water, you would, wouldn't you?
[Scenario B]
[Remilia is used to managing a household. It means that she hosts elaborate tea parties daily, choosing delectable treats and having them presented to her at her leisure. It means that she strolls the garden by moonlight and offers suggestions for new buds. It means that she tells Sakuya what fancy new trinket to buy, and it's in her parlor for her to toy by sunset.
And there is exactly one upside to this place: its resemblance to the outside world means there are many interesting trinkets to be had. She may not have a mansion anymore, but she's determined to bring her house to the pinnacle of luxury.
And with that, there's just one downside: money. She has to earn it herself. She's never really worked a day in her five-hundred-plus years, and it's annoying. In fact, she's barely working now. She's perched on a stool at the cash register, reading manga of all things. But really, what she needs to unwind, not to work. If one approaches her, she'll hold up a finger.]
I'll... hm... be with you in just a moment, is that right?
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Still, she's coming to watch Remilia hit that bag, standing there behind her a bit, with her arms over her head. When Remilia asks her for water, Reimu just laughs. ]
You know, just because you're used to it, doesn't mean everyone's just going to do everything for you.
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Tess / The Last of Us
[After waking up on the lawn with a sky so blue hovering above, this was where she had landed herself? All that walking, and for what? The keys in her hand jingle. Tess gives the keyring a spin around a finger, lips pursed as she tips her head back to take in the looming sight of the cathedral.]
Never did have the best of luck in these situations. Looks like today isn't going to be any different.
[She's not sure whether she should take a step forward or take one back. Which way was it again to Hell? She knew she should've asked for directions. ]
(b. holly mall)
[It's loud, it's crowded, and it's annoying. She wants out, needs to find an exit, which this place should have many of if there's this many people milling around. Tess prefers malls as she remembers them--rundown, looted clean, signs busted, the shops deserted, everything full of dust and green growing through the cracked tiles where the earth has shifted so much beneath the pavement that it's broken up through the flooring.
She can't remember a time even as a teenager when she had overly enjoyed stepping foot into a place like this, it's no wonder she's not enjoying it now.]
--nothing but a goddamn madhouse in here. Where the hell's the way out?
(c. anything you want goes; I'll follow along!)
a) huffffff
Today is different. Today there's a familiar ghost hovering outside the Cathedral, one that stops him in his tracks and makes his heart skip a couple of beats. The landlord has pulled some crazy shit since he's been here, up to and including him being here, but this is the first time Joel freezes like a deer in headlights at what he spots.
He peers at Tess like he's on guard for something, for her to turn into someone else or vanish in the blink of an eye. He can't blink just in case that's true. More than a decade of partnership flashes back to him in bits and pieces, emphasized by their parting. It suddenly slams back on him with such force (all the things he usually forced himself not to think about) that all he can do is mirror the same lost look he'd had in his eyes when he'd backed away from her and left, the last time he saw her.]
Tess...?
[Is she infected? Are they on limited time? Was this is a setup? Joel chances a step closer, and before he knows it he's chancing another. And another.]
c:!!!
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Clarith Netsuma || Evillious Chronicles
A-Ah...
[At first, Clarith had thought she'd thought she'd fallen asleep on the beach. But this is... Ah, no, this isn't... This isn't the Anonymous Coast at all. Clarith is going to be milling around in that front yard, pacing, looking at the keys, and otherwise seeming rather nervous.]
[Scenario B]
There has to be something I can do...
[Now that Clarith has calmed down, she's going to be walking around town, trying to find a job! Which is hard when you don't know a lick of modern technology and are a klutz. But she can cook, just... Give her an old wood-burning stove. So for now, she's trying to find something she can do.]
[Scenario C: Open]
Flynn Scifo | Tales of Vesperia
[ Whether you a guest of the household or apart of it, you'll noticed a rather distressed sight in the living room.
Flynn is hunched over what seems to be a pile of papers in his hands.
he's worried about the bills okayOr maybe it is just the recent job he was given to be apart of a soap opera series. ]"You have been sleeping with my cousin- how dare you!" [ A grunt, his dissatisfied gaze hardening. ] "You have been sleeping with my cousin- how dare you!"
[ ... Sigh. ]
These lines are becoming more outrageous as I continue. Do I really have to say this again? [ More to himself, but said openly enough for anyone to overhear.
Come comfort the overly dramatic actor. He might need it. ]
» ( B )
[ So when Flynn is not practicing his lines at home, he is taking time out of his day to explore and visit the vary shops available in this new land.
It was due to this exploration that Flynn had gotten notice of an open food day around the Pleasure District. This day, where people would volunteer to bring their home cooked meals and share them with the other residence... which the male had no trouble signing up for. A service to the people and all that.
The stall Flynn set up was simple, along with the seemingly decent food at his table. Though whether you are up to the challenge of trying it or not is a different story...
You may want to say a prayer before biting into this. ]
Hello! Would you like to try something today?
B. Because you asked. Dude I'm retired why am I doing this 8|
he is wary.]
Uh...Flynn? Did you make these?
Because you looooove me *^*
you owe me
does hugs and kisses count
nope. you need what i need.
Need what I need. Okay.
...know... .../facetouch 8|
S-SCREAMSKAFJBDG
SEE IF YOU EVER CALL ME CAPTAIN SCHWANN AGAIN /TOUCH TOUCH TOUCH
NO OKAY I WON'T MAYBE STAAAAHP
FACETOUCH SHOT
I WILL END YOU
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a - let's spare her flynn's cooking for now
BLESS
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B!
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