call me out!!!

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【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ muselist here ♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

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[swordhandy]

[So yeah this is a... thing...

One moment they were on a boat, and the next it was completely wrecked and they're just kinda sitting on the beach now. Staring at the wreckage. At least they got some supplies out if it? But where the hell are they.]

And so begins the tale of the Wreckage of the Black Pearl. [Wait...] Actually, I think that name is already taken... A-Anyway.

Hark, first mate! What could you gather from the wreckage of the poor maiden?

[That's you, Inigo. And the maiden is a ship.]

[flaminigo]

[It sure is a thing. And a total bummer. Where the hell even are they--

And of course, even being stranded on some beach doesn't temper Owain's antics. pls. At least Inigo managed to find some things in the wreckage, hence him dropping a box of melons onto the ground.]

I gathered the fact that there are no actual maidens around and we are completely stranded on an unknown shore. ...And also this crate of fruit, which should help tide us over for some time.

[swordhandy]

I'm sure you would end up chasing them away anyway.

[SICK BURN.]

Aha! Nature's greatest gift, right here before us. We'll have a feast of fruit tonight. A great meal for the weary hero and his sidekick.

[flaminigo]

[UM WOW EXCUSE YOU?!]

Ah, in that case, perhaps the dashing hero shall feast on this fruit tonight as his deplorable sidekick carves silly names into ship parts with a rumbling stomach.

[SICK COMEBACK]

[swordhandy]

Oh? Are you offering to make a tombstone for the brave souls that went down with the ship while I eat? How noble, Inigo! I am glad that I have such a considerate cousin.

[D-D-D-DOUBLE COMEBACK.]

I really wish you weren't so hard on yourself though. Deplorable isn't the word I'd use... Maybe desperate would work better.

[flaminigo]

Y-you--!! [If anyone's desperate here, clearly it's Owain for stretching so far to make a comeback...! Hmph!

...But no, arguing isn't going to get them anywhere, is it? And so Inigo sighs before picking himself back up again.]

A-anyway...! Before I knock your rear into the sea... What did you manage to find? I do hope you weren't just standing there, narrating our situation to the crabs this whole time.

[swordhandy]

I wasn't simply narrating! I was creating a tale that we would tell to our children someday! A tale of suspense, of tragedy, of... !

[Uh...]

Of... [Okay he's... got nothing. Um.]

E-Either way, I found some smoked meat, but that's about all I could really find in the wreckage.

[flaminigo]

[Creating, narrating, same thing. Point is he was doing it aloud and Inigo was suffering secondhand embarrassment just hearing it, despite there being no other people around. The poor dolphins... the poor whales...

...Anyway.]

It's certainly better than nothing! Though I'm not sure how long it would last, so we will probably have to get through it by dusk.

[And then go hunting from here on out to get more meat... Though speaking of which, there goes Inigo's stomach now, rumbling away.]

...Or much sooner.

[swordhandy]

Ha! Weak. No relative of mine shall have such an easily unsatisfied stomach. Our family has the stomach of the gods! Made of iron and other such things. There is no way our bloodline could go hungry! It's--

[Rumble.]

Maybe not entirely impossible...

[Great.]

At least we have our weapons about us, yes? And... ah--!

[Grabbing his hand dramatically... !]

Down sword hand, down! You must remain calm until we start the hunt!

[flaminigo]

[Pfffft. Inigo's not even going to hold back his chuckling at all.]

Ah, yes. I can hear that iron stomach now. Now what was that you were saying?

[swordhandy]

[Gripping his hand still... ! But uh...]

Ah, what was I saying...

[Something about swords, and- oh right]

Oh, right. We have our weapons about us! So the succulent meat we are about to feast on will surely last us a while if we just slice off small pieces!

[But uh...]

Though Shadow Slayer, the Blade of the Vampire King, has been drenched in the blood of my enemies, and hence should not be used to properly prepare the meat.

[flaminigo]

[Did Owain just say something smart? He just said something smart. Wowie. Inigo would have just chopped up the meat with his own sword without a second thought. But that... is a really good point.]

Oh my, a good point from Owain. Now isn't that surprising! But ah, no, I actually hadn't thought about that. I'm sure it's in both our best interests that we do not use risen blood as seasoning for our meat.

[He shifts his gaze back over to the ship's ruins, scanning for anymore crates.]

I don't suppose there are any unused blades or knives in the debris, are there?

[swordhandy]

Hey! I have my moments- er... I mean... Of course! A hero is nothing if not prepared! ... but I didn't see anything, no.

[Though... a hint of an idea is on his face! Right!]

Wait a minute, I know! [Patting down his person, and-] Aha! I knew it. The Butter Knife of Increased Spread Radius.

[Holding up a pretty well made knife. Good job, Owain.] I forgot I had it on me from this morning!

[flaminigo]

I'm... not quite sure why you would keep a butter knife on you, but! If it'll do the job, then by all means.

[He does hope Owain cleaned it though. But from where he's standing, it looks good enough.]

Shall we begin digging in then?

[swordhandy]

It's more than just a butter knife! It's a weapon that found its way into my collection, earning a place in my heart as it spread everything so gracefully! Jam, honey, butter... no matter what, it almost brought me to tears with how it moved!

[But you were moving it Owain... but yeah.]

Yes! Let us feast. A hero cannot possibly operate when their stomach is not full! An empty stomach brings empty promises!

[Snagging up some of that fruit yup yup.]

[flaminigo]

[Owain. Owain please. Inigo's stomach is dying here.

Now excuse him as he takes some of that meat and watches as Owain reaches for the fruit.]

You know, I just realized. Those melons aren't cut at all, and I doubt a butter knife would suffice in taking the job. Unless we can find bigger and sharper blades for that, I... think we just may have to resort to using our swords for them.

[swordhandy]

The hero and his side kick slice open the melon with ease! They don't know where the juice from the melon begins and the blood from the risen ends...

[Pls Inigo.]

... That doesn't sound good at all. Maybe we should just bash them open on rocks or something.

[flaminigo]

It could get messy, but that's not a bad idea at all. Let's give it a try, shall we?

[He'll go ahead and pick up one of the melons, glancing around for the Ideal Rock to smash it on. Hmm...]

--Ah, this one should do.

[swordhandy]

Ah, this rock... !

[This rock this rock... !]

It's... perfect!! It shall be named Rocky, The Great Destroyer. A fitting name, if I do say so myself. A rock that will cut open the melon with ease! The juices will spill onto the beach like the blood of a fresh kill.

[flaminigo]

["Rocky?" While he doesn't understand Owain's antics at all, he must say that that name in particular is not his best work...

But anyway. The melon.

Inigo turns back to the rock, shifting his gaze between that and the fruit in his hands. ...Hrmm.]

On second thought, would you be so kind as to take up this honorable task, Owain? I'd rather not have the juices splatter onto my face. If any ladies were to somehow find themselves here, well... a red-stained face covered in seeds would not be particularly flattering.

[Surely you understand...]

[swordhandy]

[ROCKY IS THE NAME OF CHAMPIONS OKAY

But uh... Inigo please LIKE ANYONE WOULD FIND THEM.]

I think your normal face wouldn't be all too flattering to them either, cousin.

[#REKT]

But I guess I could take up this task. It's a heroes duty, after all. Stay back and watch my resolve!

[I TAKE THAT MELON. AND I THROW IT ON THE ROCKKKK. I'M NOT A PART OF THIS SYSTEM.

Splat.]

...

[flaminigo]

[Um wow rude?! Inigo's got his hands on his hips and all as he glares at Owain.]

On the contrary, I've been told by plenty of women that-- A-aaghh!

[And then he quickly jumps back, dodging the melon pieces that are flying through the air.]

W-whoa there! Be careful!

[swordhandy]

I'm always careful! [Except uh...] Except I think I threw it a little bit too hard...

[Considering the melon is pretty fucked up. But still eatable! ... And a little sandy...

He'll hand over a piece though, taking a piece for himself too. At least he didn't give you a sand covered piece... !]

[flaminigo]

"A little" is quite an understatement, considering how far those chunks flew!

[But he thanks Owain for the given piece anyway, examining it for sand and brushing away a few bits of it he could find before biting into it.]

...Buuut on the bright side, this isn't half bad! It still has that sweet, juicy flavor to it.

[swordhandy]

That's just proof of how hard I've been training!

[Duh! But yeah, he's gonna start munching on it. Hell yeah.]

Aha! A meal fit for the Dark Avenger. No doubt this will give me enough energy when the time comes to hunt for more food.