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[principal_mouse]

BAD FIC MEME✒ Oh my incredibly beautiful rainbow-eyed gods, you're a character in a bad fanfic! The idea is to load down your usual RP with piles of cringeworthy description, awkward stereotyped dialogue, and improbable plot devices

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[tiatiatiatiatia]

[Just this face, as she stares longingly, as if you were the cherry on top of a banana split.]

[nocorsetsplease]

Elizabeth walked into view, yet lingered still in the shadows. The wind blew her blond tresses away from her pale yet perfect skin. It was so very pale, devoid of any flush... devoid of life even...

She grinned at Lottie, there, in the shade of the tree. The overcast sky was breaking, streams of light beginning to gleam through the typically gloomy weather. She would have to go soon, should the sun decide to show itself.

She extended a perfect hand and held it out.

"Do you know what I am, Lottie?"

If Lottie blinked, she'd soon find Elizabeth right there, that extended hand brushing curls of hair away... fingertips ghosting over her cheek, and a pair of intense brown orbs staring into her eyes.

[tiatiatiatiatia]

Lottie's face was emotionless, save for her left eyebrow, which would often perk up or down depending on her 4 moods: hungry, lustful, loving, and sad/mad.

She nodded, unable to break with the molten gaze of the infamous pirate king.

"Yes," she responded, meekly and monotonously.

/directly rips lines from the movie (AND OMG LATE sry ;; )

[nocorsetsplease]

Elizabeth let a flash of a grin paint her lips. With the trail of a slender hand down Lottie's arm, she began wrapping her fingertips around Lottie's hand. Liz had always felt protective of her, the little lamb that Lottie had always been...

"Say it... out loud. Say it."

She gazed at Lottie's orbs through her thick lashes, stared at her intently. Curiously. Commandingly. Her body was poised, perfect, gently closing in. She wanted to know.

[flynn_rider]

Flynn stood brooding on the edge of his tower, gripping the edge as he stared out forlornly. His love had vanished, and he wasn't sure how he was going to go on. A single tear fell down his cheek at their last fond memory, clutching the note left beside their bed the next morning.

"My love.." He whispered hoarsely. "Won't you come back to me?"

[hoooly_ship]

He had left early that morning on a quest. A quest to slay the dragon that had ravaged the countryside. Of course because he was bold, dashing and had perfect-teeth he slew said dragon without even breaking a sweat along his perfect brow.

The King had offered him riches, women, and land far beyond the eye could see. But nay, NAY he said --- for he had his beautiful love waiting for him back at home.

Flynn Rider. The rogue that had stolen his heart.

With baited breath he fell to his knees and cried up at the tower. "FLYNN, MY LOVE! LET DOWN YOUR LONG HAIR SO I MAY CLIMB IT AND BE WITH YOU ALWAYS!"

[letdownmyhair]

He's back.

That foul villain who stole her man-love away from her. The vile creature and his ink-black tresses and his too-skinny limbs and his slightly stubbly chin and his silk translucent socks and his perfume and his shiny shirt and tiny shorts... That monstrosity had stolen her Flynn from her.

And he was going to pay.

In blood.

Rapunzel kept herself concealed in the thick, inky shadows in the bushes near the tower, the jealous green orbs of her eyes ablaze with envy and hate. If Flynn dared to let this pointy-toothed man into the tower, she would pounce. If she couldn't have Flynn Rider, then no one could.

[totallynotaspaz]

IMPROBABLE PLOT DEVICE OF THE DAY:

A FLYING CODPIECE

[an_un_fairfolk]

OMG LOL LOOK OUT

[Totally sexytackles Danny out of the way.]

[sonotthe_drama]

Kim can do anything SO SHE SHOOTS IT OUT OF THE SKY AFTER JUMPING FROM AN AEROPLANE WHICH EXPLODES INTO A CLIFF BEHIND HER IN FIREY GLORY

[pharaoh2be]

Stepping solidly into the bar, his eyes of cold fire burned with a light of utter darkness. Droplets of water cascaded from his near hairless cranium while more dripped from the length of his loincloth, clinging to dark flesh and accentuating the play of muscles beneath his taut skin.

[tuff2bagod]

[Miguel is getting ready for the big Day of the Dead celebration in Spain.]