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cocktailparty2013-11-25 01:06 am
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Dude you're going way too fast

SO HOW DOES IT WORK?
► STEP 1; Post a comment with a character that's not in HH as if they're already in the setting; alternative version, post character who is in HH. Scenarios if you need 'em!
► STEP 2; Tag around and get a feel for your characters, whether you're just voice testing or planning to actually app them in!
► STEP 3; Post this all over your plurk and get people to join in on this jolly good fun. Don't forget: it's mandatory.
Taken from someone who took it from someone who took it from someone I don't even know anymore. TOOK IT FROM THE MEME COMM.
Doug | Gangsta
Wha--Where am I?
[In fact he's pretty sure there isn't a place on earth that looks this peaceful and perfect.]
Am I dead? DID I DIE!?? [No. NO NONONO. Fuck. He's up on his feet and he's half-startled by the clash of keys hitting the ground. Stooping he'll pick them up and continue to look on completely lost and slightly terrified by what this could mean or wherever the fuck he is. Staring at the keys will clearly give him answers. Yup.
Anyone wanna help the poor Twilight out?]
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She stops and stares at him, holding her box of donuts, the other hand holding a donut, and speaks in her usual almost monotone, deadpan manner.]
Yes. You are dead. This is what hell looks like.
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Congrats his attention is fully on you now, unsure what to expect and looking more prepared to be attacked. He doesn't move though, stance that of a trained fighter, steady, grounded and waiting. All this from a guy who looks like he could be only 12 years old, and if you're observant you'll see a pair of dog-tags around his neck.
He eases his stance the moment he notices she doesn't seem like a threat at all, but frowns and seems tense all the same. The voice that comes out of him does not match his physical appearance. He sounds like a male in his 20s.]
Hell? [Is she serious? He can't tell if she's serious. He sure as hell won't believe this place is anything like it seems. There's good reason he's expecting something to try to kill him at any moment.]
Maaaan, please tell me you're not serious. I mean, I wouldn't be surprised, but REALLY?
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[She continues to stare at him, her face blank and her tone unchanged.]
Does it look like I'm kidding?
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Well no, but... I don't know! I've seen people make a face like that on purpose to screw with me!
[Only, she's really, really fucking good at it. Then pointing at her.]
The donuts don't really help either. How can I take you seriously like that?
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And hey, it's not like I'm trying to be in your way!
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I just... have a damn good reason to believe I could have died and gone to hell.
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I can start a fire right here right now and call it hell.
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There's just no pleasing you.