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Some kind of Shippy CMO thing

Call me out: A (shippy) roleplaying meme

Marisa Kirisame An Ordinary Magician	Akane Kowata World traveling witch. Bad at gifts	Tyabur Djinni undergrad loser
Edgar Roni Figaro Inventor, King, Mad Scientist, Ladies' man	Lucio Brazilian DJ Freedom Fighter	Morgiana Tiny but fierce

Need some prompts to get a thread going?

1: Confession - The truth is, one of us has been working up the nerve for this conversation for a while now
2: Isolated - We're out in the middle of the woods, or we're stuck in a broken elevator. There's no one around right now (curly.gif).
3: Injury - Could be a gunshot wound. Could be a cold. Either way, one of us isn't going anywhere without help
4: Date - A date! Like a normal person! I'll pick you up at 7 and we'll go ice skating or something.
5: Last night on Earth - We'll we're gonna die anyways (But wouldn't it be awkward if we didn't?)
6: Fuckin' - A traditional way to express your love
7: Wildcard - Run it by me. Maybe we'll try it out

OR some kind of horrifying combination of the above! OR PP me and we can work something cute out.

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[ HEY does Meiling and Marisa sound like a thing you'd be up for? ]

What kind of thread did you have in mind?

The hardest part with Meiling is that she basically lives at the gate of the mansion like 75% of her day but either 3 with them out for some? reason? or else maybe just something cute with Meiling waving Marisa down while she's busy being Marisa, and Marisa doesn't just shoot off at mach 2

3 as in one of them is hurt or sick? That would probably lead to a pretty different thread from just chatting it up by the front gate.

There's also the reliable Gensokyo Standby of "It happened at a party where everyone was drunk."

It's hard to pick one or the other mainly but ALSO parties facilitate all things Touhou.

You realize that if Marisa hooks up with Meiling she's going to use it to steal even more books.

EDIT: Anyways how about...

Mrisa ALMOST gets caught escaping the mansion by Sakuya or someone, but Meiling realizes that she's in a really bad mood and might actually hurt Marisa so she hides her. Then she can be like "Wait why did I do that?" and we can freestyle it from there?

Or something...

Edited 2016-10-27 06:51 (UTC)

Meiling will totally fight her own girlfriend.

Haha that sounds pretty cute tho

So then maybe something like...

"Really, I'm doing you a favor! Think of how boring your days would be without me coming to visit like this!"

Marisa shouted over her shoulder as she fled towards the front door of the Scarlets' mansion. In response to her very reasonable point, a dozen knives appeared, jammed into the wall she'd just flown past. The vampire's maid was MAD today, and all because of a few lousy books. And maybe a broken vase. And then there was that time she took a bottle of wine home. And the lawnmower. And a bunch of other stuff. But the point was she was WAY overreacting. "I can see you're upset right now, so I'll just come back later when you're feeling better!"

She rounded a corner, flying low to the ground, and saw daylight! Safety! She just had to get past the useless gatekeeper now. Marisa shot out the front doors of the Mansion and rocketed through the beautifully managed front lawn...

...and then something silvery flickered beneath her, and her broom split in two along a clean cut through the handle. Surprised, Marisa lost her concentration and took a nasty tumble before skidding out the front gate and coming to a stop in a dazed heap. Oh look, it's Meiling. Hi Meiling.

Meiling had an inkling that Sakuya's patience with Marisa was rapidly thinning, but she wasn't alert enough to stop the witch from her usual intrusion - there really was no such thing as alert enough with her anyways. There were times where she wasn't even asleep and would just pass it off that way because she wasn't in the mood to lose again when Marisa's visits were, on the whole, the only reason Patchouli interacted with more than two people on a daily basis.

Anyways, she was the most exciting thing that happened most days. She didn't even think Sakuya typically felt more than modest frustration towards Marisa, except for today, where she might legitimately seriously harm or even kill the witch, as frustrated as she was, and that... that was bad. Sure, she was just another human, Meiling had met and vaguely befriended plenty of humans, and watched their mortal lives pass by, there would always be more-

Well, whatever the case, she was actually vaguely paying attention as Marisa shot out across the lawn at her. Blinking down at Marisa, she tilted her head, before looking back up to see where Sakuya was. "You, uh, you alright there?"

"Oh yeah, just peachy. It's my morning workout, you know."

Meiling's quick check revealed that Sakuya was not quite here yet. Knowing Sakuya's abilities, though, there probably was only like ten seconds tops before she quietly out of nowhere. Marisa struggled to her knees, then looked up at Meiling. "You're not gonna start some shit too, are you? You probably are. At least let me catch my breath, first."

Meiling should by all rights scoop Marisa up over her shoulder and turn her over, consequences be damned. Technically, she was an intruder, and it would be Meiling's greatest success in a very long time - Sakuya would probably be very happy with her.

Taking a deep breath, she scooped Marisa up... and darted off to a toolshed off to the side of the garden, tossed Marisa in, raised a finger to her lips to indicate that she REALLY needed to stay quiet, and then returned to her post.

Meiling was actually pretty damn fast when she wanted to be, but why did she want to be?

"Wh-"

Marisa landed with marginally more dignity than she had when she'd crashed in front of Meiling. Her face was a picture of pure confusion, but sheer survival instinct let her keep her mouth shut and not make any noise.

Keeping very quiet, Marisa crawled over to a crack in the wall that let her sort of see the front gate and watched what happened next. Meiling had definitely helped her, but why? Marisa had never given her anything other than grief. She palmed a mushroom grenade, just in case this was some kind of trick, and settled down to watch.

Now it was a good thing that Meiling usually failed to stop Marisa - because she could use that as a defense. She wasn't really paying much attention, didn't usually even bother trying to stop Marisa on her way out, after all, so she'd just slipped by, Meiling explained. As angry as Sakuya was, she was at least in no mood to take it out on the gate guard, apparently, which left her hurried and somewhat lame excuse sufficient.

Lucky for Marisa, Sakuya didn't really know the gardens as well as Meiling did, so shoving her in a shed was actually enough.

She'd... saved Marisa's bacon. Seriously. After all the times Marisa had gotten her in trouble, and how much praise she'd get for stopping the witch, she found herself helping her out, and quietly ducked into the shed when the coast was clear. "Are you hurt?"

She blinked as daylight briefly streamed in, "Just a few bangs and scrapes. I'll be fine."

No doubt a youkai wouldn't even have those. Stupid frail human body. She sat up properly, but didn't feel like leaving the shed openly until she was more sure Sakuya was actually gone, so they could talk in here for now. Marisa stared at Meiling for several seconds, trying to decipher what she was feeling before just blurting out "So why'd you help me!?"

Even when she got 'em, they were hardly noticeable for very long. She crouched down, looking more closely at Marisa, feeling her face heat up slightly.

Wait, what?

Sure, she'd always gotten along with humans - she had lived alongside a great deal of human culture - and she didn't really mind Marisa, as funny and entertaining as she was, but... well. Even if it confused her a little, she was too old to try to lie to herself about her feelings.

"I didn't want to see you get really, seriously hurt. You might not believe it, but I'm actually kinda fond of you, Kirisame."

Marisa blinked. She had to play that conversation over in her head several times before she was confident she had heard her right. "What? Fond like...well, like fond? Even after all the trouble I get you in?"

Which she did. She justified it in various ways. It gave them something to do. She was gonna bring the books back. The eternal community of magicians. Knowledge was meant to be shared. But really deep down she knew she irritated the hell out of most of the mansion.

Deep down, it was kind of a dick move. A dick move she pulled constantly, and if she wasn't mortal they might not let her get away with it so easily. On the other hand, Meiling didn't want them to start thinking of Marisa as some stray animal, that they could be exasperated with, but was kind of cute, and not worth the trouble of really getting rid of.

Why Meiling didn't want that was. Well. Yeah. "I probably don't have much of a reason to like you all that much, huh?" she admitted, scratching the back of her head. "It's not just because you're cute though, I think."

"O-oh..."

You wanna talk about dick moves how about calling her cute out of nowhere. Marisa felt her own face heating up despite herself. "That's...you took me off guard, Meiling. Really? Me?"

Dick move more like best move. Meiling laughed at Marisa's reaction, a nervous laugh, from someone wondering if she'd said too much. "I haven't really had a... a thing for anyone in a long time." And Meiling's got a decent memory. "And as much energy as you have I doubt we're even a very good match, never mind that I still have to totally try to stop you from breaking in sometimes, but I do think you're cute. And interesting, and fun."

"Interestng and fun, huh?" Marisa took a minute to work through this. She'd imagined people admitting this kind of thing to her, sure. It had always come from handsome strangers by moonlight. Or at a fancy party with coy looks. Or maybe while huddling for warmth during a storm.

The point was Marisa didn't only read spellbooks. She had a small collection of cheap romance novels, some of them from the outside world (and boy were THOSE hard to follow, but she'd done her best), hidden under her bed. None of them involved a confession in a dingy gardening shed at two in the afternoon on a sunny day.

Then again, you could also say that none of them came from a girl to another girl in those books. Meiling wasn't a mysterious stranger, but she was tall and, in her own way, handsome. And really, "interesting and fun" was a better compliment than any of the pretty but timid girls from her books.

"...I think I'm okay with that. Thank you."

Meiling knew more about the outside world and she'd be confused by those books, as long as it'd been. Marisa would be pretty baffled to be sure.

More of those books probably involved sort-of-enemies confessing to each other than any of those other scenarios, and more of them were probably a human with a... not that. So maybe this wasn't the most impossible seeming confession. Frankly, Meiling wasn't going to be too bothered if Marisa turned her down, or at least she told herself that, and she was expecting it. There wasn't much special about her, was there?

So that answer wasn't the most direct, but Meiling couldn't help smiling. "Okay with me being interested, or okay with actually trying a relationship?" she asked to clarify, still fairly casual despite her brightening blush.

"Gosh I dunno. Both, maybe."

Marisa grinned like an idiot while blushing furiously. Was this actually happening? "We could try it, at least?"

That was actually really easy? Who would've guessed. Meiling lowered from a crouch to sitting on the floor of the shed, leaning against the side. "I should warn you that I can be kind of sappy... Marisa."

"Sappy how? I dunno what this kind of thing is supposed to look. I only got one data point here unless you count old romance novels."

Meiling was hundreds of years old. She HAD to have some better idea for how this was supposed to go. Marisa sure didn't.

Ehhh kind of a better idea? "Ah, the problem is my lack of free time, although I think Sakuya would prefer you loitering around the gate to other things you could be doing." She blushed, leaning her head back. "I haven't written poetry in decades, but I might have to give it another shot. That kind of sappy."

"You write poetry?" Despite everything, Marisa laughed. It was hard to imagine spacey, sleepy Meiling writing poetry.

She waved at Meiling to wait. "No, no I'm sorry. I shouldn't laugh. It's just, y'know. Not what I expected."

"China has a robust history of romantic poetry," she replied, laughing a bit as well, "although I've never written it in Japanese, so it might be an adventure."

Meiling shrugged. "I really want to get to know you, and... for you to get to know me. That's what we'll have to do, right?"

"I guess so. I don't really know you very well, despite you being around here for like four years now."

"We do kinda live at a different pace, no? But we have plenty of time for it."

"Yeah. Plenty of time..."

Marisa looked down and fidgeted before speaking again. "Should I kiss you, now? That seems like something I should do."

Meiling scooted closer. "I can kiss you instead."

Marisa resisted the urge to scoot back, which would have been her normal response. "Is there a difference?"

"A difference like this, maybe," Meiling said while leaning in, lifting a hand to lightly touch Marisa's chin, tilting her head gently while going in for a kiss.

Smoooooth as fuck.

I've stared at this for the better part of a couple days and here's where I'm at:

So basically I'm leaning towards Mel or Ed (possibly an older Ed who is less of a total moron?), but I'm not sure who to throw them at. Obviously Ed plays well off of mage-types, but he's fluff-headed, and Meliora is just a mess. But yeah, I'm up for anything with one of the two.

Mel and Ed are the only characters of yours who I know so it'd have to be one of them, yeah. Hmmmm....

Well Marisa and Akane are both Magic Types, and I can sort of see both of them getting along/putting up with Meliora too. You also mentioned really liking Lucio/Mel if she weren't gay so maybe we could just...quietly pretend that she's slightly bi for a thread?

I could get behind that. I can even see it now, Meliora just shows up on Lucio's deck one night knocking on the window like 'hey Lucio. wanna go to a party and make everyone feel terrible that they don't look as awesome as us?'

Leading to them making out at a party somewhere in downtown Caissa. Or whatever town this would be set in.

Only losers party in Caissa. In Cochrane they use magic to make the beer sparkle in all the colors of the rainbow. And I mean, magic school frat parties.

But yes, this sounds like prime time bad decision making I'm in.

Is Cochrane Mel's hometown?

Nah, it's the capital city of Gammon. Her hometown is named Atuin.

Right, right. When you get right down to it though does the city really matter?

Not outside of determining if Meliora can magic away a hangover the next morning. Which I'mma go with 'she can.'

But yes, PARTY NIGHT and dancing and probably making out with that guy you hang with all the time because he's cool? Sounds like a good time to me.

Would you like to start things, or shall I?

I've got it, something like...

The sun had gone down about a half hour ago, and night had fallen over the city. Being bored and having nothing better to do, Meliora'd decided that just letting it be a quiet night wouldn't do at all. There'd have to be night life around this city, right? And when there's night life, there's night clubs. But for something like that, you needed a date.

This all pulled together to wind up with her knocking on Lucio's window before having a seat on the balcony to wait.

Lucio had to admit to himself that he barely paid attention to the sun most days. He was working on his next mix in his room, clicking away at his computer that he had in this thread because why not. His heart wasn't really in it though. Not tonight. Tonight Lucio felt too antsy to focus on the screen. He slouched mindlessly in his chair, head propped up by one hand, headphones on.

So it took two or three more taps before he perked up a bit and looked around for what that noise was.

Meliora tried waving a hello when he looked up, motioning for him to open the window already so she could talk.

She'd had on her 'I'm going to do something stupid and want a compatriot' smile already, so even without opening the window Lucio may have known that she was about to ask him to hang out.

Lucio blinked when he saw Meliora sitting on his balcony, then saved his work, took off the headphones, and wandered over, stretching after sitting there for so long. He opened the door and leaned on it.

"Sup."

"Bored, mostly. So I was thinking, there's a nightclub 'round here and I need someone almost as hot as me to get in so we can put everyone to shame."

Her hand moved to her hip, as she jerks her head back in a 'let's go' way. "You know you wanna see what the parties are like around here, right? So let's get going."

He chuckled. "Almost as hot, huh? Alright sure, gimme a minute."

Lucio gathered his shoes and such before stepping out onto the balcony. The sensible choice would have been for them to both go out the front door, but the hell with that. Mel had found her way up here. She could find her way down. "Which club is this?"

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