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The Random Scenario Meme

HOW IT WORKS:
❧ Post a comment with your character's name, canon, and any preferences you have. (You can choose your own scenario or let others decide.)
❧ Go to RNG. Enter 1 - 6 to choose a scene, then 1 - 20 to choose a prompt
❧ Play out the scene.
❧ But, play nicely. If someone doesn't want to play something out, please

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Isaac Lahey | Teen Wolf | OTA

[laheyfied]

RNG says 3 + 15 xD

[alotofadderall]

Isaac. Isaac! [Stiles hissed, in a voice that was very much not his.] Dude, wake up!

Oh man this is perfect.

[laheyfied]

[Isaac was in the middle of a dream and he was decidedly not happy about having to wake up. He opened one eye blearily, peek over his shoulder to see himself?!] The hell? [He quickly sat up, looking at...himself in growing horror.] Wait, who-- what's going on- [And then he recognised his voice... or well the voice he spoke in, because there was no way he sounded like] Stiles?!

[alotofadderall]

I don't even know. [Stiles groaned, throwing Isaac's hands up in frustration and confusion.] Yeah, it's me. But this is so not my fault, I swear!

[laheyfied]

[Isaac made note to never flail, still unable to comprehend how he was actually watching himself exasperated and full of movement. Instead he ran a hand through his... oh, okay maybe not. He lowered his hand to his neck instead, rubbing it.] Is it a werewolf thing? Some form of wolfsbane...how do we fix this? [And how do we fix this morning need to pee?]

[alotofadderall]

I was hoping you'd have an idea, cause I've got nothing. [Stiles looked away, then glanced back in disbelief. He was staring at himself and - ] What is that?

[Stiles sniffed the air, blinking in confusion at the mixture of scents that assaulted him. He could smell old grease from the train cars, clovers outside the warehouse, and was that a hint of charcoal?] Woah...

[laheyfied]

[Was this like Freaky Friday? It probably was like Freaky Friday. How did that movie go again? Isaac made a note to rent the movie later on as research. He was deep in thought when Stiles' voice- his voice took on actual inflections]

What are you talking about- Oh. You're me aren't you with the- [Isaac tried to mimic the claws, waving a hand in his direction.] Better make sure you stay away from the sewers.

Should we ask Derek? [He asked, bringing up his hands to look at them, the light hairs on it as though he only just realised.]

[alotofadderall]

[Wow, this was weird. Seeing himself make hand gestures and just. What even.] Ew, dude, seriously?

Or Doc. [As much as Stiles didn't want to admit it, the Alpha was probably their best source of information at this point.] Was I always that short or were you always this tall?

[laheyfied]

What, you expected to just smell roses and good food? [Isaac asked with a raised eyebrow but he was pretty much raising his eyebrows at himself. He stopped and stood up instead, feeling disorientated from the sudden shift in vantage point.]

This one's on you. [He shook his arms and legs out, trying to get rid of this jittery feeling eventhough it persisted. The corners of his mouth turned down as he rocked on the balls of his feet before shaking his head] Dude, I gotta go pee.

[alotofadderall]

I expected to wake up in my own body, that's what I expected. [Stiles crossed Isaac's arms, surprisingly still as the other boy stood up in his body, bouncing a little. He was probably due for another Adderall right about now anyway.]

No. No. [Sure, they'd gotten through that whole making-out-in-a-closet thing but if Stiles had ever imagined Isaac seeing his junk - which he hadn't - it certainly wouldn't have been like this.] Hold it until my bladder explodes, I promise I won't be mad.

[laheyfied]

Yeah, but I'll be. [Isaac tried to send the death glare they had all practiced so hard perfecting but knowing that he was in Stiles' body which made it Stiles' face was just disheartening.] I won't look, man. Let me go and then you can go and we can head to Derek's.

[alotofadderall]

Aw man, [Stiles dropped his head at the strange twist Isaac was giving his face, perhaps attempting an irritated expression of some kind but not quite hitting it. Stiles was surprised when he felt Isaac's curls bounce a little at the head drop, however. He was definitely not used to having hair.] What the hell happened to our lives, dude?

[laheyfied]

[Like Isaac had any idea. He shrugged, trying very hard not to throw his hands up in the air like Stiles would. That was too much gesturing for him.] This was like that movie...[He muttered, grabbing Stiles by the hand and pulling him to get them moving to the bathroom. He really needed to pee.]

[alotofadderall]

Dude, Freaky Friday? Really? [Stiles followed Isaac into the bathroom, nearly tripping over his new feet. Not used to being tall like this either.] Jamie Lee Curtis, at least. But we don't hate each other anymore, so I don't see the point.

[laheyfied]

[Thank God Stiles wasn't that much shorter than him; Isaac could at least get used to the new vantage point and the relative stockiness as compared to all his usual limbs. He wouldn't say it but he felt fun-sized... and then realised Scott was shorter and that would be mini-me levels to him. Closing the door behind them, he shrugged.] Maybe the one who cursed us doesn't know that. [Was there even a curse involved? Definitely need to rewatch that movie for research.]

[He got his pants undone and well, screw it. He wasn't gonna aim blind. Stiles could look at his if he wanted too, Isaac just wanted to empty his bladder.]

[alotofadderall]

Great, now we have witches living in Beacon Hills. [Stiles half-groaned, inflection sounding downright bizarre in Isaac's voice.]

Dude! [Stiles yelped as Isaac just whipped his junk out, and jeez, wasn't it weird seeing it from this angle? And yeah, maybe Stiles was a little self-conscious - he hung around with insanely ripped werewolves most days, he'd seen them shirtless. He didn't fool himself into thinking he could beat that.] C'mon!