Call Out Meme: Version 4.0

[oathshackledbird]

Edit:  As with the others, this one is starting to get big so I am closing it to new threads now.  Please post all new threads here!  As always feel free to continue any threads that are still on going.
Have a new "Call Me Out" to break in since the old one is starting to get big again!




【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 IV
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.

Comments

[harpbeat]

'Cause my other half doesn't carry around any other weapons with her and I can't always grab something when it's my turn.

Split personality problems. [He taps the side of his head.]

[oathshackledbird]

Are you saying that is actually a weapon?

[Talk about confusing. And it is about to get worse.]

What is a 'split personality?'

[Silly past times people not knowing stuff...]

[harpbeat]

Are you serious? Two people in one body.

[oathshackledbird]

So you are cursed?

[He is totally serious...]

[harpbeat]

Nah. Always been like this.

[He knows it's not normal, but he doesn't see anything wrong with it.]

[oathshackledbird]

I have never heard of such a thing before. It sounds more like the trick of the Fae than a natural condition.

[Diarmuid shakes his head.]

Your world must be much different from my own, however, if it is how you are, I am not one to judge. Your fight quite well, if with an odd...instrument.

[harpbeat]

Thanks. You're not half bad yourself, I can tell. You want to find some more monsters?

[oathshackledbird]

I would love to, but first.

[Diarmuid puts a hand to his chest and bows his head to her.]

My name is Diarmuid Ua Duibhne. May I ask who it is I have the pleasure of fighting with?

[harpbeat]

Eater. Don't ask about the name, it's foreign.

[Whatever language it is Diarmuid speaks, he's pretty sure it's foreign.]

Also the bowing is dumb, I'm not doing that.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid laughs as he straightens.]

I did not ask you to return the bow nor expect it. Somehow, I suspect if I address you as Lord Eater, it will also be seen as dumb. Am I right?

[harpbeat]

I'll take it over Lady Eater any day, at least it gets my gender right. But yeah, still dumb.

[oathshackledbird]

Then I will just stick to Eater. If I have learned one thing in the Tower, it's that not everyone sees formality the way they used to when I first lived. They...

[His voice trails off when he hears movement down toward the end of the hall. A grin crosses his face.]

It seems the monsters are saving us the trouble of hunting them down...

[harpbeat]

Awesome. Last one there's a rotten egg.

[It's time to charge the shit out of those monsters, whatever the hell they are.]

[oathshackledbird]

[Whatever they are...whatever they were. The monsters don't really stand much of a chance against a Servant and a skilled warrior such as Eater, and Diarmuid can't help but laugh in excitement as they fight.]

Do you just enjoy fighting or was your world one where it was required to survive?

[harpbeat]

Can I say yes to both?

[Eater is grinning wide as he demolishes another monster.]

[oathshackledbird]

You can say whatever you would like as long as you keep fighting like that.

[Diarmuid takes down a monster of his own and laughs again.]

Perhaps, we should keep score...

[harpbeat]

Starting now? A contest is just what I need to get fired up~!

[oathshackledbird]

Starting now!

[Diarmuid dodges a sword strike from an orc, before cutting it down where it stands.]

And that is one.

[harpbeat]

[A centaur gets its skull bashed in.]

One for me~~~

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid would already have a second to add to his tally, but gels are not exactly something his skills work well against. They are annoying and not worth the effort. It is why he usually chooses to out run instead of fight them.]

Are you better equipped to defeat these? If so, I would request a tag off...

[harpbeat]

Nah. Gels aren't great for being bludgeoned.

[He's already found that out.]

[oathshackledbird]

I was afraid of that. They don't take well to being pierced either.

[Diarmuid frowns, but focuses himself and the monster is soon dealt with.]

Two...finally.

[harpbeat]

That one looks breakable though--

{Eater charges the next monster with harp in hand, and even though he's about five foot, manages to knock it to the ground.]

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid lets out a whistle of appreciation. He would comment, but he is charged by a monster of his own at that point. However, it is weak and very easily disposed of.]

I don't know that I will even count that one considering the one you just finished off...

[harpbeat]

Don't worry about it, a monster is a monster and I don't feel like arguing about what counts or not.