Call Me Out!

[mysaki]

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


    

♛ refer to the list above 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/whatever tickles your fancy!  ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

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[mysterical]

[She took a long, hard look at the young man before her. It was obvious that there was something on his mind besides just wanting to sit across from her.]

Certainly, after you tell me your name.

[vectorchange]

...I don't have a normal name. I used to, but it's been so long since it's actually meant anything, I've forgotten it. I've been nothing but "the Accelerator" or "Number One" for a very long time.

[mysterical]

[She waved a hand at the empty chair.]

Alright, Accelerator, what can I do for you? You hardly seem the type to just come over to a stranger and make weird comments.

[vectorchange]

[The albino sighs deeply. There's no use in trying to pretend he wasn't interested in conversation.]

Tch. Is it so hard to believe I wanted someone that's not a some scumbag to talk to?

[mysterical]

[She smiles at the awkward compliment. She's not the softest of women on the outside, so she will take them when she can get them.]

No, not at all. I find that a commendable trait.

[vectorchange]

[That was definitely the most awkward way to say he was slightly lonely and hoping for a companion that wasn't afraid of him, using him, or felt they had no other choice but to stick with him, but...never the less, he said it.]

Yeah I'm not good with the whole..."people" thing.

[That didn't mean he didn't like people. In fact, hadn't a large part of why he'd made a lot of choices he'd made precisely because he didn't want anyone hurt, even if they were stupid enough to foolishly challenge him?]

I'm not exactly a nice guy myself so I'm not sure how much right I have to approach someone like you.

[mysterical]

I'm not sure what you mean by having a right. I'm a human being, not some sort of unattainable god. [She can't help but smile again at him. This was the oddest conversation she'd ever had with a complete and total stranger. And she was enjoying it.] And I've been called a cold bitch before, so I'm sure that you and I have more in common than you think.

[vectorchange]

[He gives an annoyed click of the tongue.]

Then in that case we should get along fine, right? Just as long as we don't try to change each other or some bullshit like that.

[mysterical]

Change has to come from within or it means nothing. And I do think that we'll be able to get along well.

[vectorchange]

Sure, sure.

[He gives her a curious expression, which is a little different compared tot he usual surly or deeply troubled expressions he wore.]

I guess since I invited myself over here, I'll be paying for your meal. You got a name?

[mysterical]

That's generous of you, but not necessary. My name is Mystearica, but you may call me Tear.

[vectorchange]

Tear, huh? I like that. I like it a lot. And I know it's not necessary. I'm not offering to pay because I think you don't have the means yourself.

[mysterical]

[She can't help but smile even wider. Really, this man was so blunt. He was even more literal than she herself could be.]

Well, it's good to know that you don't think I come to restaurants and order food without the means to purchase my meal.

[vectorchange]

Of course. What do you take me for?

[Hopefully not an idiot.]

I offered to pay because I want to. Just like I came over here because I wanted wanted to.

[As for why he wants to, that's something that's a little less clear.]

[mysterical]

[She covers her mouth to giggle a bit.] Alright, I believe you. So, you came over here because you wanted to and now you want to buy my meal because you want to. Is there anything you wish to talk about, Accelerator?

[vectorchange]

[She didn't get what "not good with people" meant, did she?]
Uh.

[Had he even started a normal conversation before? He couldn't remember. He probably had back when he was much younger. Before he was used as a lab rat, that is.]

[mysterical]

[The only way to get better was to do it, so hop to it, Accelerator.]

Alright, how about I ask you some questions and you can answer them. Then, we'll switch.

How old are you?

[vectorchange]

[That sounded reasonable to him.]


Somewhere between 15 and 16, I think, although it might be a little a closer to 17 or 18. I don't know for sure because I don't know my birthday. I don't think I'm much older than 18, and even 18 is a stretch.

[He pauses a moment as he decides his own question.]

How old are you

[mysterical]

[Such a complicated answer for a simple question. Although, if he was so far removed from society, it wasn't really a surprise.]

I'm sixteen, nearly seventeen. What do you do as a living?

[vectorchange]

...Do you want the truth or a vague, sugar coated version?


[Eh, fuck that, he's gonna be straight up with her. He gives her the truth before she even answers.]

I kill people for a living.

[Considering he got paid for the slaughter of 10,000 military clones as well as been supported by GROUP, which were little more than hit me, it was true.]

I suppose that makes you scared of me?

[mysterical]

Should it? [She gives him the world's most unimpressed face.]

I'll admit that it doesn't make me ecstatic to hear, but since I'm part of a military force, I'm not adverse to the thought that people die in times of struggle. I've killed my fair share of people in order to live.

[vectorchange]

[Accelerator lets out a sigh. At least she hadn't gone the whole "But I bet you don't want to kill people!" angle that he hated so much. He hated it because it didn't matter if wanted to or not, it was the fact that the deed was done.]

Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you.

[mysterical]

[Tear's a soldier. It's not about wanting and not wanting. It's about following orders and staying alive, yes?]

Well, I'm glad to know that. I can sleep easier, I suppose.

[She thinks of another question to ask him.] What is your favorite food, Accelerator?

[vectorchange]

I'm not picky. I'll eat anything as long as it's got meat and is a reasonable price.

[Truth is, he never had anyone care enough about him to teach him about things like a proper diet.]

I particularly like canned coffee, though.

[mysterical]

So, you're a carnivore by choice, hm? [Tear was okay with that, but she'd lived a soldier's life, complete with the diet of subpar military food, so she'd learned to appreciate all kinds of foods, but vegetables the most.]

Canned coffee? I can't say I've had that before.