Call Me Out: 2021 Edition

[tigerscope1994]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses

♛ refer to the muselist for active muses
♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line
♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever
♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go

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[tigerscope1994]

Witches, magic, and curses

Body Horror Meme

RNG Scenarios

Cursed AU

[knightofbooks]

The Dark Mirror… Here Vio stood, in front of it. He kept his grip tight on the sludgehammer he found earlier. At the time, he wondered about it, but now? Now, he found himself grateful for it.

Of course, he’d rather some other way, if only for…

Tch! He can’t afford to think of that right now! Hyrule was counting on him! Zelda and his fellow counterparts, too, he hoped…

Vio gave a determined glare to the mirror. If he doesn’t do this now…when would he? He lifted the hammer and almost swung.

Bandicoots in Ryslig PSL: Paranoia Agent

[cratecrasher]

Based on this
And this.

Earlier that month was when many things started to pile up. Some good. Some bad.

The Tågevalgten have long since been fractured to pieces and scattered by a rolling average of ferocity from monsterkind. The rift is somewhat sealed after a mass of sacrifices, but still, it's been spewing more interdimensional garbage every morning than the former mutants combed from N. Sanity beach in a single year.

And something reeks of sewage and death so much that it's far-reaching across Bavan.

That's not counting how the true assignments for new monsters were just starting to show themselves. Nausea and ravenous hunger became a source of deja vu, but at least everyone could get a decent night's sleep.

Meanwhile, at the single bit of good news at the Bandicoot House was the abundance of offers made to Crash from the city's wealthy cream of the crop. Politicians, CEOs, and young socialites clamored with their fattest wads of solars for a minotaur as a bodyguard. Sometimes he was too nice for his own good, but eventually, the hog minotaur settled on which of the knocking opportunities to pursue.

By the time the middle of the month rolled around, a status quo was established that while Crash had less time to be home or with his sister, there was now an abundance of storebought food (alongside anything wild-caught), clothing to their individual tastes, and creature comforts in the house.

A source of steady riches never took over their humble tastes on the island. That wouldn't change here either.

Pandoraverse: Vortex of Madness

[cratecrasher]

It just wasn't very often between the two doppelganger siblings to their unique knowledge that they would do favors and other niceties for each other. That was the way things were and it went without question.

But after some choice words from a deformed throat, at last this Crash would be able to do the one simple thing that other buffoon never seemed bothered enough about. His accidental contributions to Coco's work in her lab resulted in the hideous Brio abomination she started to dote on and became the foundation for the slew of animals merged with plants.

So one would think, Crashworth insisted, she could find time in her schedule to put together what he deserved: the collar that would give him the entirety of his voice again. And that's exactly what he's back in his sibling's lab for, to check up on that project.