Furiae purity_fallen wrote in memebells
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The Absolute Obedience Meme




1. Post with your character.

2. That character is compelled to follow the orders of anyone who replies.

3. Any orders.

4. Any orders.


Meme Strategy:

There's nothing in the rules about whether or not your character knows s/he must obey - as well, the other character might not know that s/he must be obeyed. Play it however you like.

Don't like the orders you got? Not willing to have your character follow them, even if you've had a good time up to this point? Talk to the other player, use OOC notes or PMs, try and work it out.

Got some stuff you'd never want to play out? Consider making a preferences post and linking to it when you reply here.

Wanna give orders that people would love to follow? Give em context. Make it a story. Is this about revenge? Working out some personal issues? Too dumb to realize that the other guy has to do whatever your guy says?

(stolen from lovespheres

Because I am evil :D

Come here, human.

I do approve of evil!

...'Human'? So, I'm assuming this means you're... not?

:D

Smart lad!

*He licks his lips. He's a handsome human, but he's also rather tasty looking. Which to do?*

Of all the horrible things I could do to you, which one would you be able to cope with best? I'm a kind enough Master to let you choose.

I'll take "letting Xander walk away from the crazy man" for a thousand, Alex.

It has to be something horrible. Like torture or killing your friends or sex.

Pick one.

How about a 90210 marathon? That's horrible. That's, like, contact-the-U.N. levels of horrible.

How bad can it get? Rape, eating, torture . . ?

*He is backhanded across the face.* Life-altering trauma. Pick a type before I choose for you.

Absolutely anything except eating excrement. Kill him, eat him, fuck him, it's all good!

[ Okay, ow. Xander's head cracks to the side, and he reaches up hesitantly to wipe the blood from his split lip. Shit, as they say, apparently just got real. ]

Hold on, hold on! You've got to give me a minute, let me think!

What would Xander be scared of? Probably eating . . .

Too late.

*And he takes out a cooking spit* Open your mouth and put your head back, please.

Getting eaten is pretty damn scary!

[ And he complies, immediately. But he's also shaking so hard he may actually fall down. ]

What...? What are you doing? ...You're not seriously going to... to eat me?

I'll taste terrible! I eat nothing but junk food! I'm... I'm not kosher!

True!

Just hold still.

*He clips a small object to Xander's throat. It's alien technology, designed to read subvocalizations in case someone gags the wearer, and it will be very useful in the coming fun.

*And once it's on, the spit enters his mouth.* Swallow it, please.

[ His eyes water - he's not crying, his eyes are just watering - as he obeys. The metal is cold and way too solid... he gags before it's even all the way past his throat. ]

Please! Please, don't... I can't.

Just take it slow, okay? I'll help you.

*He proceeds to rub Xander's throat, massaging it gentlely--almost lovingly--to help the spit go down.* Keep swallowing, that's it. That's it.

[ He's going to choke. He's going to choke and suffocate and die... but he doesn't. The spit slides down his throat an inch at a time, and even Xander's whimpering won't stop it.

It's just a joke, right? He's going to get the spit down his throat a little ways and then Master the crazy man will laugh at him and pull it out and it'll all have been a joke. Right?
]

*Sorry, no.* How does that feel? Is it painful

Just this icon forever apparently

Yes!

[ Well, he tries to say yes. Good thing the Master thought to tack on that subvocalization reader, huh? ]

Yes, stop, please. Take it out?

But I'm hungry!

I'll buy you a burger! Two burgers!

Kid, I'm going to eat you. All of you.

I'm sorry, but a couple of burgers just isn't the same.

[ Running away while half-impaled: harder than it looks. ]

*He just giggles at the hilariousness of the attempt and wait for Xander to fall over on his own.*

[ Yeah, that won't take long. Although there'll be a lot of muffled screaming when he finally tips over. Think the point of the spit finally hit a wall in there somewhere. Ow. Lots of ow. Ow, and trying to pull the spit free. ]

*We can't have that! The Master will just be, um, finishing the spitting process. I hope you don't get dizzy easily, because a spit roast requires turning.*

[ Okay, 'ow' doesn't really cover it anymore. What kind of crazy bastard skewers somebody without killing them first?!

Hopefully the spit is sturdy, because them arms and legs, they are a-flailin'!
]

*He'll just tie them together.* Tell me, what's it like to cook this way?

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