DankestMeme
Meme Queen
Hi! I'm Izzy! Let's get down to business. I don't have many rules when it comes to role playing. Proper grammar is a must, but I don't care about post length as long as it progresses the story. Also, just don't be a dick. Alright, here are my plot ideas! {I also don't care what characters I play, or what genders our characters are.} {Asterisks indicate cravings.}
For goodness sake, how more oblivious can you get? I've been trying to woo you since kindergarten, and everyone else know about my big fat crush except you?
We are stranded on a deserted island. I am a survivalist expert, but you have no idea what you're doing - and every attempt you make to help messes up what I'm doing to make sure we have food and shelter. I banish you to the other side of the beach where you pass your time pouting.
I am the coach/team assistant, and you're the cute but problematic athlete that I must cater to/scold always.
I'm your younger sibling's babysitter, and you show up randomly during my shift and eat food before disappearing again so all I know about you is what this five-year-old tells me.
My friend has a major crush on you so I went to go start talking them up with you, and - oh, no - now I have a crush on you. Shit.
You're my best friend's sibling and a big no-no, but also you begrudgingly make us snacks and play as the fourth person in a board game if we need one - and you're super cute, and I'm 99% sure that my BFF would kill me if they knew what I was thinking about.
We're neighbors, and your dog keeps running into my yard which is okay - but seriously, please control your canine because I'm having a hard time keeping it together talking to you.
We knew each other when we were like, two years old because out moms are friends. And we haven't seen each other since, but now your family is visiting - and you are a lot hotter than you were when you were a toddler.
Everyone think I have a crush on your friend, but I actually like you which is even more embarrassing.
I'm the store manager, and you're the new employee who struggles with time cards.
Our friends are mortal enemies, and this is some Romeo and Juliet shit right here.
You work in the cubicle next to me, and you keep sending paper airplanes with messages on them. You're gonna get caught.
We're roommates. Yes, there is red tape across the room. Don't you dare step on my side.
We need a new lead guitarist in our punk band, but you are literal cotton candy. What do we do with you?
We hate each other, but we must play the two romantic leads in the play.
Bro, it's my aunt's wedding next weekend - and she expects me to have a date. Do you think you can pretend?
I am a ghost hunter, and you are the sassiest ghost I have ever met. Seriously, find your chill.
You're a metal guitarist, and I'm a classical violinist - and due to scheduling errors, we have to share the practice room at school.
I hate poetry, and you keep writing me love poems.
You're a sports jock, and I'm a bookworm - and it looks like we got partnered up for a project worth half of our grade.
You're a dragon. A young dragon, but a dragon nonetheless. Having just reached the age of adulthood, you now have to do the one thing that will mark you as an adult. First, you must capture a royal. Then, you have to eat the royal. Unfortunately, after you do manage to kidnap a local royal - me - you soon find yourself developing a liking for me, and I am shocked to find that I reciprocate the feelings. Again though, all good things must come to an end - and the few months of camaraderie in your cave comes to a quick one when my family sends a small army to bring me back and kill you. So we flee, and you enlist the help of a witch to become a human. Then, you reason, you could pretend to have killed the dragon and live with me happily. However, things go astray and everyone ends up realizing that you are the dragon after all. Now pursued by dragons (who think you betrayed them) and the human army, we are in some deep shit.
I'm your assistant, and you're the scientist - but you're some kind of genius with no self-preservation, and I have to keep an eye on you all the time.
Listen, I am genetically modified and on the run - and you will let me hide in your house.
Buddy, we are in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. I specialize in botany in unfavorable terrain, and I just saw you make a sword out of PVC pipe and sting. We are definitely teaming up.
We drunkenly hooked up at some party, and you seemed vaguely familiar - but now it' Monday, and I'm realizing how massively I fucked up because you are in fact my TA. And I don't think I'm going to be able to make eye contact with you for the rest of the semester.
We share the same stand for every song, and you're really cute - and I can't focus at all. Please stop.
You are a mutant project from an experiment on animal-human recombinant DNA, and I am in the next cage over.
We are stranded on a deserted island. I am a survivalist expert, but you have no idea what you're doing - and every attempt you make to help messes up what I'm doing to make sure we have food and shelter. I banish you to the other side of the beach where you pass your time pouting.
I am the coach/team assistant, and you're the cute but problematic athlete that I must cater to/scold always.
I'm your younger sibling's babysitter, and you show up randomly during my shift and eat food before disappearing again so all I know about you is what this five-year-old tells me.
My friend has a major crush on you so I went to go start talking them up with you, and - oh, no - now I have a crush on you. Shit.
You're my best friend's sibling and a big no-no, but also you begrudgingly make us snacks and play as the fourth person in a board game if we need one - and you're super cute, and I'm 99% sure that my BFF would kill me if they knew what I was thinking about.
We're neighbors, and your dog keeps running into my yard which is okay - but seriously, please control your canine because I'm having a hard time keeping it together talking to you.
We knew each other when we were like, two years old because out moms are friends. And we haven't seen each other since, but now your family is visiting - and you are a lot hotter than you were when you were a toddler.
Everyone think I have a crush on your friend, but I actually like you which is even more embarrassing.
I'm the store manager, and you're the new employee who struggles with time cards.
Our friends are mortal enemies, and this is some Romeo and Juliet shit right here.
You work in the cubicle next to me, and you keep sending paper airplanes with messages on them. You're gonna get caught.
We're roommates. Yes, there is red tape across the room. Don't you dare step on my side.
We need a new lead guitarist in our punk band, but you are literal cotton candy. What do we do with you?
We hate each other, but we must play the two romantic leads in the play.
Bro, it's my aunt's wedding next weekend - and she expects me to have a date. Do you think you can pretend?
I am a ghost hunter, and you are the sassiest ghost I have ever met. Seriously, find your chill.
You're a metal guitarist, and I'm a classical violinist - and due to scheduling errors, we have to share the practice room at school.
I hate poetry, and you keep writing me love poems.
You're a sports jock, and I'm a bookworm - and it looks like we got partnered up for a project worth half of our grade.
You're a dragon. A young dragon, but a dragon nonetheless. Having just reached the age of adulthood, you now have to do the one thing that will mark you as an adult. First, you must capture a royal. Then, you have to eat the royal. Unfortunately, after you do manage to kidnap a local royal - me - you soon find yourself developing a liking for me, and I am shocked to find that I reciprocate the feelings. Again though, all good things must come to an end - and the few months of camaraderie in your cave comes to a quick one when my family sends a small army to bring me back and kill you. So we flee, and you enlist the help of a witch to become a human. Then, you reason, you could pretend to have killed the dragon and live with me happily. However, things go astray and everyone ends up realizing that you are the dragon after all. Now pursued by dragons (who think you betrayed them) and the human army, we are in some deep shit.
I'm your assistant, and you're the scientist - but you're some kind of genius with no self-preservation, and I have to keep an eye on you all the time.
Listen, I am genetically modified and on the run - and you will let me hide in your house.
Buddy, we are in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. I specialize in botany in unfavorable terrain, and I just saw you make a sword out of PVC pipe and sting. We are definitely teaming up.
We drunkenly hooked up at some party, and you seemed vaguely familiar - but now it' Monday, and I'm realizing how massively I fucked up because you are in fact my TA. And I don't think I'm going to be able to make eye contact with you for the rest of the semester.
We share the same stand for every song, and you're really cute - and I can't focus at all. Please stop.
You are a mutant project from an experiment on animal-human recombinant DNA, and I am in the next cage over.
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