Call Out Meme: Version 5.0

[oathshackledbird]

Edit: Closing this one out for now. Please put all new threads here! Thanks!
Fifth verse same as the first... It's new 'Call Me Out" Time!




【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 V
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

[oathshackledbird]

Indeed. You might want to consider installing a loft or something up there. You know, to make it a little more comfortable...

[fionnuisce]

I don't know how I'll even make it up there, if you aim to be attached to me like this the whole time.

[oathshackledbird]

Well, there is always me carrying you...

[Diarmuid winks up at Waver.]

If you might find that more comfortable than this, that is...

[fionnuisce]

I'm quite fine with this, thank you very much.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid laughs, snuggling closer.]

Somehow I thought you would be, though we aren't going to get much cleaning done like this either.

[And part of him is curious at what else they might find...]

[fionnuisce]

[Waver laughed to himself, putting his arms securely around Diarmuid's shoulders.]

I'm rather content with getting nothing done for the moment, if this is the alternative.

[oathshackledbird]

You just don't want me finding anymore embarrassing books is all...

[Not that he is complaining.]

[fionnuisce]

You've found out my nefarious plan that had nothing to do whatsoever with wanting a hug from you. Congratulations.

[oathshackledbird]

I hardly think it can be called nefarious if I agree to it so readily.

[Diarmuid tightens his arms around Waver.]

But if calling it that makes you feel better...

[fionnuisce]

But of course, it's pure evil of me.

[oathshackledbird]

Just remember where I obviously learned it from the next time you say I am the nefarious one...

[fionnuisce]

Your capacity to learn evil from me will not go unappreciated.

[oathshackledbird]

Good, I expect you to put my evil skills to good use soon.

[A contented sigh slips from his mouth.]

Can we just have the maid show us the things she finds? Then, we can just stay like this.

[fionnuisce]

Or we could just give up on the cleaning for now in favor of something more entertaining, if you like.

[oathshackledbird]

Oh, I like the idea of entertaining.

[Diarmuid gives up his Waver-pillow in favor of giving his partner a curious look.]

What does my most Evil Overlord have in mind?

[fionnuisce]

I think I'll let the overlord-in-training decide. What do you think?

[oathshackledbird]

Me? I'm so honored to be given such an important responsibility. What should we do...

[Diarmuid falls quiet for several moments thinking on the question. Finally, an answer hits him.]

Why don't we build a tree house?

[Well...that came out of left field. Where the heck does he think they will find a tree to build that tree house in exactly?]

[fionnuisce]

...Hold on, what.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid gives Waver a disbelieving look.]

Do you really expect me to believe you don't know what a tree house is?

[fionnuisce]

Of course I do, but do you really think that's remotely plausible?

Because it isn't.

[oathshackledbird]

Why not? Is it a matter of finding the right tree? Surely, there must be one somewhere...

[Hope springs eternal in this one.]

[fionnuisce]

Diarmuid, I think that extremely unlikely, not to mention conspicuous if we did manage such a thing.

[oathshackledbird]

Really?

[His expression saddens slightly.]

That's too bad. I told Romeo that when we got home, I was going to see about spending time living in the trees again since I enjoyed it so much before. I guess I didn't think it would be harder to do in the modern world...

[fionnuisce]

...W-we'll figure something out!

[Waver almost instantly switched to that tone he often adopted when incredibly mundane things were suddenly of absolute importance for some reason.]

I'm sure...at some point we'll be able to live wherever we bloody well please, won't we?

[oathshackledbird]

[A gentle look fills Diarmuid's eyes. He leans forward and presses a kiss to Waver's forehead.]

Thank you, Mo Stór. I am sure we will. It will be our retirement home.

[He laughs.]

And I can carry you up if you are too old to climb up yourself...