Call Out Meme: Version 3.0-The Overflow Version

[oathshackledbird]

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【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 III: Overflow Version
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 journal in the subject line! (I have too many Lancers to just go by name! X.x ) ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/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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[oathshackledbird]

Please, are you still whining about that? It was a Popsicle stick!

[Diarmuid shakes his head, taking another drink.]

Fine, next time I'll use Q-tips. Happy?

[puppy_lancer]

[He sticks his tongue out at Diarmuid.]

Overjoyed.

[oathshackledbird]

You should be. Q-tips are not nearly as good for weapons as Popsicle sticks are.

[Diarmuid sighs over-dramatically.]

The things I do for my brother...

[puppy_lancer]

[He stops making faces and gives Diarmuid a soft smile.]

And I'm grateful for them. Every single thing.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid smiles as well.]

I could say the same to you.

[He raises his can in a toast.]

To brothers?

[puppy_lancer]

To brothers. Just let me get the music first.

[And he actually finds the CD player and puts in a folk song CD.]

[oathshackledbird]

Bravo, brother. You didn't get lost.

[Diarmuid laughs, and then shuts his eyes for a moment to listen to the music.]

Nice choice.

[puppy_lancer]

Pretty great, isn't it?

[He gently hums along to the track as he gets back to his seat and plops down. A second later, he jumps up, having apparently sat down too hard on the wrong section of couch.]

[oathshackledbird]

[The sudden motion causes Diarmuid to pop one eye open. He laughs softly.]

Find something?

[puppy_lancer]

[He makes a face and rubs his bottom.]

In a more painful way than I would like.

[This time he sits down slowly, right next to Diarmuid. Thankfully, nothing stabs into his bottom.]

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid laughs softly before closing his eyes again.]

I will say it again. It might be a good time to get a new couch.

[puppy_lancer]

I'll say it again too. After gutting this old one.

[He he leans against Diarmuid's shoulder and closes his eyes too.]

You're not going to fall asleep to this tune, are you?

[oathshackledbird]

Hmm...not really planning on it, but you know me. Sometimes the alcohol just puts me to sleep.

[He sighs, tiredly.]

It's been a long week and there is still several days left to go.

[puppy_lancer]

Is it that tiring? Have there been any people...making problems for you or something?

[oathshackledbird]

Brother... People always make trouble for me.

[Diarmuid's voice is sad, though he tries to brush it off.]

Don't worry about it. It's nothing new.

[puppy_lancer]

[He sits up straighter. His eyes blaze with anger.]

Tell me who they are. I'll go kick their asses.

[oathshackledbird]

No!

[His eyes pop open and he gives his brother a stern look.]

All that will get you is put in jail. Just...let it go. I will deal as I always have.

[puppy_lancer]

[He pouts, and then puts his arms around Diarmuid in a possessive hug.]

You shouldn't have to. I'll find some way to help. I promise.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid returns the hug, but shakes his head.]

We have a deal brother. I don't 'help' with your boss and you don't 'help' with my 'problems.' I'm not going to let you break that deal.

[puppy_lancer]

Ah shit. You caught me.

[He remains in position, hugging Diarmuid.]

How did we both end up with so many worrying issues anyway?

[oathshackledbird]

We're adults now, brother.

[Diarmuid smiles gently, though sadly.]

It is just how it is for us.

[puppy_lancer]

[He goes to pick up his beer again.]

Then another toast. To adulthood. Which is worse than we thought it would be when we were kids.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid raises his can in toast.]

Cheers, though, to be honest, I always knew it would be worse than you thought. Just saying...

[puppy_lancer]

[He raises his can as well and then gulps down a mouthful of beer.]

Nothing wrong with a little youthful optimism.

[He sighs.]

You think it would be better if I was older? Like, if I had a head start and already worked my way out of this mess. And then I could help you more instead of using all my time to work.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid shakes his head.]

Does it really matter? In the end, we face the trails we are meant to face. The only thing that changes is the when and where. Don't worry about 'what ifs,' brother. Just worry about the now. This will pass in time for us both.