The Quiet Meme

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THE QUIET MEME

Rules:

- Post your character with name and canon, and also any preferences.
- Reply to other characters, using the RNG (1-7) to choose an option.
- Decide on roles and go to it!

1.  The Quiet Game
The first person to make any sound loses.  Do they lose a bet, do they have to buy the next round, or is this just for innocent (or, not so innocent) fun?  Are you the one making your partner lose, or are you the one barely able to contain yourself?

2.  At the Library/Museum/Church
You're both in a place where making noise just isn't very appropriate.  So why do you feel the urge to make some?

3.  Do Not Disturb
One of you needs quiet; perhaps they are studying, working hard at a project, or even sleeping.  Either way, they've asked you for some peace and quiet.  Why can't you just leave them alone?  How far will they go to get the quiet they deserve?

4.  Sneaky
One of you is sneaking somewhere you really shouldn't be sneaking.  Is it illegal, or are you just trying to get a midnight snack?  Are you breaking in, or out?  Did you overhear something you shouldn't have?

5.  Someone is There
Somebody is in the house!  Is it your friend playing a prank, or is it more serious than that?  Do you know who is there?  Are you hiding from them? How afraid are you?  Don't give yourself away!

6.  Can't Talk
One of you literally can't utter a sound.  Maybe someone or something magical stole your voice, or maybe you've just caught a bad cold, but not a peep from you.  How's your sign-language? 

7.  Forced
One of you has been forced to be keep quiet, restrained either by threat or physical force.  Is this a game with someone, or is it more dangerous than that?  How will you get the other person's attention, or are they the one who forced you in the first place?

Comments

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[antiwar]

[ Howl is...confused. You see -- he's found himself, somehow, somewhere between 1931-1934 (you pick!), Manhattan. Not Ingary.

There hadn't been anything in particular he could recall about what he did wrong this time, regarding the enchantment of his portal, so he's going to at least enjoy the moment before he slips back into worlds and times more familiar to him. He figured it was his sleep-deprived state that caused this.

He's marveling at the streets and taking note of how prohibition and depression had affected the way businesses were arranged in the area, when a striking woman passes him by, with a strange air to her.

A woman who was just perfect to ask for assistance in regards to finding a good cup of coffee!

He's just going to pivot on his heel and stare after her, blinking in surprise and admiration, a smile slowly curving to his lips. ]

[no_words]

[Chane left Jacuzzi and his gang in order to go for a walk. She is wearing the dress that Claire had send to her, still not quite sure how she feels about the gift. She's absorbed in thought when she passes someone who doesn't quite fit into early 1930s Manhattan, and nearly misses him. And would have, too, were it not for the sense of being watched.

She turns and meets his state, eyes slightly wide in question. And of course, she says nothing.]

[antiwar]

[ Howl is quite pleaseddddd* that they've locked gazes, because otherwise he wouldn't know how to approach her without technically following her, and that might not go over so well. He gives her a little wave with one hand, the other balled into a fist against his hip. ]

Hello! Beautiful day, isn't it?

[ And he's going to start walking up to her now! ]

[no_words]

[Chane gives him a slight, but wary, smile and a single nod to acknowledge his statement. She glances ahead, as though considering whether or not she should continue her walk, but since she's being approached, she lingers in place.]

[antiwar]

[ Once he's close, he'll run a few fingers through his hair, with his field of vision kept on those honey-golden eyes. He smiles cheerily, glancing around the city for a second. ]

I apologize for taking up your precious time. You probably have somewhere to be! [ He then clasps his hands together in front of him, in a little pleading gesture. ]

I'm new here, and if you could tell me where the nearest coffee place is...that would be so kind of you.

[ This is where he'd segue to invite her out with him, if she's not busy. ]

[no_words]

[Chane gives him a small shake of her head in response to his apology. But says nothing. Just regards him as he speaks.

She thinks she saw a little diner a block or so in the opposite direction, but she can't communicate that. She stares for a moment longer, as though considering whether she should try answering at all.

Then she points. It's vague and probably doesn't help, but maybe he can head in that direction and find it.]

[antiwar]

[ He quirks an eyebrow curiously at her silence. He's wondering if he should take this as the cold shoulder or not, but then glances in the direction she's pointed in. ]

Ah, that way? [ He points in the direction, too, to double check! And because he'll do anything to linger and get this girl to talk. She's gorgeous. ]

[no_words]

[Chane looks down for a moment, when she see him scrutinize her. It's not as though she can explain. Then she looks back up, sees the direction in which he's pointing, and nods.

Maybe...she should show him.

She's not helpless, and has blades on her if he tries anything. It doesn't cross her mind that she'd be unable to handle herself. Making the decision, she begins walking in the direction of that diner.]