1084. The OC Random Scenario Meme

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THE ORIGINAL CHARACTER (OC) RANDOM SCENARIO MEMEThis is something the mods have been working on. If you post to this meme it is understood that you are not only okay with playing with OC's, but you are specifically looking for this interaction. Please read the instructions, this meme has been heavily edited and adapted

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Natalie Harvey | SPN OC | OTA

[anotherweirdone]

injury/illness/dying (responder picks what/how bad)
It's all part of the job. Natalie knows this. Still, some patients are harder to look after than others. Not because they're difficult, although many of them are, but because it's so hard to watch someone she cares about suffer.

She knocks lightly on the door and opens it slowly in case her patient's finally managed to find some rest.

stuck in an awkward spot
This. This is why she hates coming to this damn hospital. Nothing ever works, least of all the elevator. On the one hand, it's nice to not be alone. On the other hand, it makes the small, enclosed space that much smaller.

She sighs and leans against the wall of the elevator carriage and gives a wry smile. "Last time, it took an hour for them to get us out of here."

cookingEven though Natalie already knows how to cook, she's still enjoying the hell out of her weekend gourmet classes. The local community center is offering them and she finally has time, so why not treat herself? Hey, she might even met some new friends here

stuck!

[rebutle]

Abigail leans on the wall of the elevator, sticking her hands into her pockets and letting out an annoyed huff. "Of course. The one day I'm in a hurry, too."

She speaks with an Irish accent, her tone calm, if mildly annoyed. The close quarters do nothing to scare her. It's just an irritation. "But time makes fools of us all."

Excellent!

[anotherweirdone]

"Time and the local electrician's guild or whoever they call to fix this thing every time it goes down." Which seemed like every time she was there, really. Next time, she was delegating, damn it. Or taking the stairs, eight floors or no.

"Were you visiting someone here?" Hopefully nothing serious. That would be a terrible thing to be delayed on.

[rebutle]

"No, just coming to have blood drawn. I'm already done, though. So sitting won't particularly matter." She's a little nervous about it, actually. Afraid that the fact that she's inhuman will pop up somehow.

Skylar Jordan | OC | Het

[codedvixen]

Gen: Shopping for much needed hardware

So, she'd dismantled the last piece of machinery in her place, including the toaster (poor toaster, you made the most delicious strudels), and she was on a foraging trip for more. In the electronics section, she was grabbing digital cameras, cell phones, mp3 players, microwaves, and yes, a toaster. (She named it Yorick II)

Now, it was time to slip over and see what kind of crap they were selling in the computer department.

Crack: Stuck in an awkward position

"Well, crap. You didn't tell me to hold it open. How was I supposed to know it locked from the outside?"

it was a tough choice, but stuck.

[zenthing]

"Sorry about that. Didn't hear you walk in; not until too late."

Flynn's busy at a computer on the far side of the room. He's notably wearing Japa mala - prayer beads - around one wrist, and a Caltech hoodie that looks about one size too big. He fails to see that hoodie as age-inappropriate, or at all a strange choice; he's a proud alumnus, and a lecturer whenever he's inclined to be. He also has some experience with getting trapped like this. It doesn't seem to bother him.

"It shouldn't be locking at all, not with us inside. Security system's a little temperamental. I was just seeing if I could talk some sense into him."

Ooh. I haven't actually seen the movie. I should. I fail. /hangs head in shame

[codedvixen]

Strange old dude at a computer? Well, let's go over and see what he's doing, hmm?

"Talk some sense into who?" Looking around, she couldn't see anyone else stuck in with them, so she was thinking maybe either a guard or whoever it was he had that fiddled with his security tech. And there wasn't anything that could get her attention quicker than hearing about a temperamental system. She always wanted to fiddle.

no, no! not at all. at least, I don't think it matters. :3

[zenthing]

"Radical hair," he says idly, meaning to pay her a compliment. It's tough to know when he got a good look at it, considering he's barely glanced away from the monitor in front of him.

He makes a thoughtful 'hmm' noise, either at the code he's scrutinizing or in response to her question.

"Into the program," he clarifies. He wasn't wrong to use the gender pronoun. At least, he doesn't think he was. He didn't write the program initially, and it's a little sloppy. He expected more from the programming of a security system designed to protect a company that chiefly sells software - which, for the record, is where they are: in the office of that company.

Mia | OC | Het

[bitchalpha]

Angst: Torture

She supposed it was inevitable, being caught. With the amount of humans on the planet, and all the surveillance equipment, it was only a matter of time before someone caught a glimpse of something they shouldn't. And that something had been one of her transformations. Or, the tail end of it, anyway.

They'd apparently been hunting for her, and had found her. Tranqs had taken her ability to flee or fight out of the equation, and she'd woken up in time to give one of the hands tying her to the chair a nip.

They'd bound her with silver chains, which let her know that they were amateurs. They had no idea how a pack structure worked, and kept demanding to know 'where the others' were. She didn't have a pack. She was an unmated alpha. A lone wolf. There were no others

Alexis Loxley | Iron Man/Marvel OC | No Smut (obvs)

[darkstarkling]

Fluff: Cuddling

It was dark. And new. And there was something in the corner that looked like a troll. Mr. BunBun told her it was just her clothes, but she could swear she heard breathing coming from that corner. Oh my god! Was that a red eye winking at her?

Out of bed she bolted, dragging Mr. BunBun by the ear and searching out the nearest adult to fling herself on. "I'm not sleepy." Which was a lie. She just didn't want to be eaten by the clothes-Troll.

Aunt Natasha to the rescue?

[red_ledger]

Natasha didn't know how she had let Tony talk her into babysitting. She guessed it was more Pepper that had though. Either way she was nervous, she didn't have much experience with children. Before she could think about her next move she felt a small thud against her leg and looked down to see Alexis holding a teddy bear and looking on the verge of tears.

Bending down Natasha looked the little girl in the eye. "What do you mean you aren't sleepy Alexis? It's 11pm at night."

Auntie's are always awesome.

[darkstarkling]

"Don't care. I'm not tired." She reached out with one hand, the other tucking Mr. BunBun under her arm, and she grabbed onto one of Natasha's. "Can't I stay up for a little longer?"

[red_ledger]

This child was too cute for her own good and Natasha couldn't help but relent. Gathering the child in her arms she picked her up and headed for the living room.

"Alright, but only for a little bit longer."

Gen: Grocery Store

[theboyscout]

Clark doesn't often come out to the West Coast, but since his grandfather lives just outside L.A. in Coast City, he can't pass up an opportunity to check out some of the local organic grocers. Especially if he thinks he can get away with putting healthy food in someone's fridge.

With that aim in mind, he's wandering down each aisle, tossing what he thinks will help a senior citizen stay fit into the cart, and enjoying a rare chance to relax.

[theboyscout]

The vegetables are somewhere in the middle of his mental list, and there is a collection of bagged fruits and veggies huddled inside his basket already. Clark glances up from gently checking avocados to see which ones are ripe and hastily takes a step to the side.

"Go ahead. Didn't mean to block anyone, sorry."