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.

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[beforetights]

Nope, no more than all the other stories I've heard starting with a trapped feast.

[A pause.]

And I've heard a lot!

[thepursued]

There are quite a few aren't there? It is a common trick.

[Diarmuid shakes his head.]

Perhaps my Lord should have suspected, but he trusted the man at his word. It was trust misplaced. Not long after they sat down to eat did they find themselves unable to get up, spell bound not in the man's house at all, but an empty and abandoned shack. Try as they might, not a one of them could move from where they sat. They would have been easily slain by the forces Miodac was gathering had I not been alerted to their troubles...by a song.

[beforetights]

[He's so entranced by the story that he almost forgets his work.]

What song was that? Who was singing? How did you hear?

[thepursued]

It was simply called the music of the Dord Fiann, a sorrowful song carried to us by some kind spirit. When we heard it, we knew immediately that something was wrong. However, we were in the middle of another important task that could not just be abandoned. It was why we were not with my Lord like the others. We were to meet with him once we finished.

However, it was obvious no time could be lost. I sent my brothers ahead of me and made quick work of what we needed to finish before rushing to join them. I found them, fighting bravely but slowly being overwhelmed.

[Diarmuid pauses to tap his brother's hand, 'reminding' him to continue at his work.]

I knew we could not win if we continued fighting that way, so I did the one thing I knew would bring the battle to an end. I challenged Miodac myself.

[beforetights]

[He blushes, and then quickly goes back to work.]

Wow, you did that? How big was Miodac? Was he bigger than you? Did he have special powers?

[thepursued]

I did.

[With his brother returning back to work, Diarmuid turns back to his own work.]

He was about the same size as me, but just as I was, he was an extremely skilled fighter. I don't know how many special powers he had because I did not give him time to use them. Every moment I allowed the battle to go on was one more moment that might see one of my brothers seriously injured or killed. Speed was of the essence. That is why I did not use my spears for this fight, but my sword Moralltach. One swing is all it needs to end any battle and one swing was all it took here.

[beforetights]

That's awesome! You nailed him in one swing! I bet he had a priceless look on his face! So what about his followers? Did they run when they saw how strong you were?

[thepursued]

I think it was regret on his face. I like to believe that he realized what a mistake he had made to challenge my Lord like that, but it may have just been that he regretted not being able to finish what he started.

[Diarmuid shakes his head.]

However, the remainder of his men did flee. I cannot say I blame them. To break the spell upon my Lord and my fellows, spilling Miodac's blood on the floor was required, so I severed his head and carried it with me to the shack.

[beforetights]

[He whistles, impressed.]

That's even cooler! Did your friends throw up cheers when they saw you come in with the enemy vanquished?

[thepursued]

[Diarmuid laughs softly, somehow not surprised his brother latched onto that detail.]

We saved our celebrating until we were sure the spell was broken. Then, we celebrated.

[beforetights]

Was it a big party? Did you get the seat of honor? How did Fionn reward you?

[He remembers his first battle. One that had happened quite recently from his view. Back in his time, it was not even a few weeks ago. He had taken three heads and carried them back to Ulster, one in each hand and the third in his teeth. However, it had been done in the throes of his warp spasm, so even now, he's unclear about what really happened. Instead, he had heard about it when waking up in his bed aching all over. There had been a big feast, but the conquering hero had been too busy moaning about a stomachache to enjoy it properly.]

[thepursued]

[Oh, Cu...you and your stomachaches...]

They did offer it to me, but I was not the only one fighting that day. All of my brothers fought well and bravely and it was only right we all shared the glory.

[Diarmuid laughs softly.]

Besides, those who were trapped were quite hungry themselves. To be tricked by such a feast and then to get nothing. We all ate and drank and had a wondrous time that night.

[The next day they had mourned those who had not made it back, but that was the next day. For that night, they had focused on celebrating victory and honoring a fight well fought.]

[beforetights]

Mm-hm! That's how all hero stories should end! With a victory and a feast!

...There's nothing to fight here, though, so there probably won't be many feasts either.

<small[He's so distracted thinking about this that he forgets to continue his work again.]

[thepursued]

[Fortunately, Diarmuid is quick to notice the pause and taps him on the hand lightly again to remind him.]

There will be plenty of fighting in your future, brother. Be patient and use this time to do other fun things. They do exist, I promise you.

[beforetights]

I believe you.

[He scrubs the plate again, twice as hard.]

Like Silver is teaching me how to train pokemon.

[thepursued]

Yes, just like that.

[Diarmuid laughs softly.]

Don't kill the plate, brother. Just dry it. What kind of pokemon is Silver teaching you about? Do you have a partner yet?

[beforetights]

He's showing me all of the pokemon he captured. Like his Weavile and his Gyrados. I like them all, but I don't think his honchrow likes me.

[It had tried to peck him!]

And I don't know. All the pokemon are cool. Do you think I can just use White? Or one of my ponies?

[thepursued]

I am sure you can fight with whoever you want to. After all, forcing a partnership never works out.

[Diarmuid pauses to give his brother a serious look.]

But you realize that White and your ponies won't be able to fight like the pokemon can. They fight in different ways.

[beforetights]

Yes, I know. But they're my favorite partners. I'm sure I can train them to fight alongside me somehow.

[thepursued]

I just wanted to make sure.

[Diarmuid hands a new dish to his brother.]

Will you be training Grey too?

[beforetights]

Yes, if you want me to! But he's your hound! You should train him! He'd love that!

[He wipes at the new dish.]

[thepursued]

Oh, I will. Don't worry about that.

[Diarmuid laughs.]

But just think how much cooler it would be to fight with a matched set of hounds instead of just one.

[beforetights]

[His eyes go wide as he realizes what Diarmuid is saying.]

Yeah, it would be much cooler! Like, one on each side! And they could pin down an enemy together!

[thepursued]

Exactly.

[Diarmuid knows his brother by now and is not surprised by that reaction.]

There is a reason we train our dogs in pairs back home.

[beforetights]

That's true! That's true!

[If he wasn't cleaning things, he'd be bouncing up and down.]

So I'll train both Grey and White in fighting then! You teach them hunting!