Open Post 2016 2017 Edition

[likeabulldozer]

☻Pick one of my characters or drop any of your characters in and get a random choice.
☻Pick a scenario or use RNG (or make one up if you don't see what you want here).
☻Have fun!

I. Roadtrip

1. BREAK DOWN. Oh snap. Your car decided to break down out in the middle of nowhere. WHAT DO? Is that Leather-face? Will this be "Children of the Corn"?
2. HITCHHIKERS? Is this even a good idea? Threads may also have a third participant. Go wild.
3. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST HIT? Dude, I hear deer mess up cars... Or I think that was a deer...
4. DON'T MAKE ME TURN THIS CAR AROUND. Alas. You're the parent or disgruntled friend who has had it up to here with all the fighting in the back. This thread may also have a third or even fourth participant, if you can wing it.
5. OMG, I WANT TO TAKE A PICTURE OF THIS LANDMARK! No, no, and no. You tell that person that they're going to be driven around and they're going to like it.
6. THE GREAT ESCAPE. Either dinosaurs or the moth-man is chasing you. Don't stop now.
7. MAKE OUT. For whatever reason, the person you're traveling with in the car. You would love to make out with them and then some.



II. Cuddles

1. SWEET DREAMS. It's been a long day and all you want to do is sleep or just rest your eyes for a bit. Hopefully whoever is close by doesn't mind if you use them as a blanket.
2. STORMY WEATHER. The heavy rain, thunder, and lightning won't be letting up anytime soon. Luckily, it's the perfect weather to stay indoors and snuggle up close and keep warm.
3. SLOW DANCE. It's the end of a party, or maybe it's only the two of you, but the tempo is slow and the lights are low. Let your dance partner take the weight and just sway.
4. SURPRISE ATTACK. Time to invade someone's personal space. Are they working too much and need a distraction? Maybe you just wanted to brighten their day. Either way, they won't see it coming.
5. MOVIE NIGHT. It can be on the sofa or in a darkened theater, but you've got your popcorn and someone to settle against during your favorite movie.
6. I LOVE YOU, MAN. It's totally platonic, really. You're just very good friends, no matter what people like to think. But you just love your friend so much you want to hug them, whether they like it or not.
7. JEEPERS CREEPERS. Welp. You were just frightened. Was it a spider in the washroom, a ghost in the attic, a bad dream? Either way, you're looking for someone to cling to right now, and who better than that person right there?
8. HURT AND COMFORT. Whether you're sick in bed, just been dumped, or suffered a traumatic event, you need someone to wrap their arms around you and make everything go away.
9. SUNDAY MORNING. Maybe you just had a wild night. Maybe there's just not enough space at your place and you need to share your bed. Or maybe you just got really tired and someone else happened to be there. Doesn't matter because now the person with you looks way more comfortable than any blanket or pillow. Drape to your heart's content.
10. MOMENT AFTER. You just had incredible, vigorous sex and if you weren't a cuddler before, you are now. You're probably too exhausted to do anything else anyway. Just enjoy the moment.
11. PLAYER'S CHOICE. Pick one or make up your own!

III. Hurt/Comfort

1. INJURY. You've been injured. Broken bones or bleeding out or maybe just a tiny little paper-cut. The choice is yours.
2. SICKNESS. You're sick and laid up in bed, at home or in a hospital. The severity is up to you.
3. FEAR/ANXIETY. Something is happening and you're scared beyond belief.
4. LOSS OF SENSES. Sight, touch, taste, hearing, smell, etc. You've lost some important sense or ability and now you're left to deal with it.
5. DESPAIR. Nothing is good or right anymore and you can't shake the depression. Maybe that friend of yours can help though.
6. MAKE UP. Fight or break up, it's time to make up.
7. RESCUED. You've just been held captive and/or tortured for however long and finally, someone has come to the rescue.
8. BAD ROMANCE. Fight, cheat on, abuse, whatever the case is, someone else can clearly see you need comfort from someone who isn't your terrible lover tonight.
9. LOSS. You've experienced a loss of some kind and need help getting through it.

IV. Texts from Last Night

1.Go here
2. Make Magic happen

V. Intimacy

1. PHYSICAL INTIMACY. It might just be innocent touches or it might be foreplay.
2. LONG CONVERSATIONS. Honest words can be more intimate than touch.
3. DRUNK. You're over-sharing or simply maudlin.
4. FORCED INTIMACY. Magic. A truth serum, whatever - you didn't mean to bare your soul, but that is precisely what you're doing right now.
5. SLOW-DANCING. There is something inherently intimate about trusting someone else to lead you, and someone trust you to lead them.
6. OTHER. Intimacy can come in many forms. Pick your poison.

VI. SENTINEL GUIDE

Prompts
oo1. The Meeting:
How did you meet? Was it at an event organized specifically for finding your other half? By accident? Did you follow a mystical calling to them? Some other way?

oo2. Rejection:
Sometimes Sentinels or Guides propose a match but it's just not perfect. You don't feel the pull or maybe you think there is someone better or maybe you're already claimed. Maybe you were claimed and someone better came along?

oo3. Protection:
Sentinels are meant to protect Guides, any Guides, but it's even worse when they feel their Guide is in danger. They go feral; blind to anything but stopping and killing whoever threatened their Guide or the bond. Maybe someone attacked your Guide or you haven't bonded yet and you feel threatened or maybe you're the one doing the threatening. Whatever the reason, Sentinels in a feral state are dangerous and only their Guides can stop them.

oo4. Lost:
Sentinels often lose themselves in their senses. Either you're a Sentinel who has lost themselves or a Guide that has stumbled on one or a friend trying to draw them out. Unbonded Sentinels will find it hard to escape without a Guide. Or maybe you're bonded already which means you just need yours to come home.

005. Persecution:
Sometimes normal people or the government fear the power of Guides and Sentinels. Guides are empaths, feeling the emotions and sometimes passing thoughts of others and it can make people feel violated. Sentinels often have enhanced strength, which can make them dangerous. So they scorn them, hurt them or in the case of governments, regulate them.

oo6. Old-School:
Guides used to be treated on the same level as slaves. Unable to work unless their Sentinel said. Not allowed out on their own. They used to wear collars and couldn't own land or inherit money. Maybe the old ways haven't completely fallen out of style.

oo7. Unbonded:
Nothing sucks more than being an unbonded Guide or Sentinel. Always looking for your other half to fill that empty feeling but you probably have friends that aren't your match or who are trying to set you up with someone. Maybe you're skeptical about the whole love at first sight thing and haven't been looking.

oo8. Wildcard: Some mish-mash of the above or anything else you can come up with!



Other Options
Don't like any of the above? Here are some other options:

1. Picture Prompt: go here or any of your other favorite picture sites. Leave me a few pictures and I'll set something up.
2. Pick a prompt from this prompt tumblr or try googling OTP prompts
3. Insomnia! One or both of you can't sleep. Be awake together.
4. Leave me a scenario, lyrics, a word or a quote

Comments

[robotist]

"Yeah, people keep telling me that," he grumbles. "I'm not convinced." He manages to live pretty simply without a lot of the modern tech and conveniences that most people here have. He likes it that way. Everyone goes through that. She'll figure it out.

He doesn't react to the green skin. It's a trained response because inside he's freaking out a little. Where the hell is she from that she's got green skin? Was she born with it or did she do it to herself? He certainly recognizes that threat that she's putting out there. By contrast, he's relaxed and loose, still looking as if this is a normal day at the office.

He also sees those hard lines melt. Sweet potato pie. It'll turn anyone into a puppy.

Well, let's not go that far, but he is curious as to where she trained that she could take them down that well. The AIs aren't usually a problem. When they operate as programmed, they're a help. Spooner doesn't let his guard down because he knows what can happen.

"Gamora. I like that name." There's no recognition. The only Gomorrah he knows is a city that God smited in the bible.

"I'm not gonna take you in. Insurance will pay for the bots. I just want to talk to you," he tells her.

[overadozen]

As he seems to remain calm and relaxed, she tries to train her exterior in the same way. It comes off as more of a cardboard cut out version of Del's natural calm state. But the longer she attempts to mimic his stature, the more she settles into it so that it's less stiff and more relaxed as he is. On the inside though, she's freaking out a little bit too.

"Del Spooner. My ship crashed in an open area not far from where we stand now." She explains, stepping out on a limb in telling him even that much. But he needs to understand the necessity of her getting the ship working again.

She wants to peer out of the windows, but she dare not look away from the man standing in front of her. She might be trying to appear calm as he is, but she is not that. Her guard is still high, waiting for him to attack. "What planet is this?"

[robotist]

He's glad that she's trying to relax, but he also recognizes that it's an imitation of him which is curious. It's like she's never seen this sort of stance or behavior before and is trying to learn it. That sends his overactive imagination on all sorts of benders like martians! What if the little, green men idea is right minus the little and men?

Her comment only reinforces this idea. "Wait--what? I know you did not just say you ship crashed. You putting me on, girl?" His expression is skeptical, but his voice belies a little of the excitement of a little boy who might be learning that aliens are real and moderately friendly (and very hot).

They move into the alley and start toward the diner he's speaking of. She's going to get some stares, but he figures she's got to be used to that then she asks what planet they're on and hooooooly shit. She might actually be an alien. "Earth. Somehow, I think you're gonna tell me that you didn't hit your head when you crashed."

[overadozen]

"I speak the truth. I've yet to find another ship here like mine." Whether she means to steal that ship or pilfer parts from it to repair her own remains to be seen. She isn't telling, either way.

Gamora moves with a smooth, elegant grace of a well trained assassin. That smooth is almost destroyed when he says that this is Earth. The Earth Peter Quill has spoken of many times.

"The land of Kevin Bacon..." She says quietly, looking around the city with renewed interest. Kevin Bacon, she thinks, is a great hero who saved man through his powers of dance. "Do you know Kevin Bacon." She's trying very hard not to check to see if Del Spooner has a stick up his butt.

[robotist]

"Yeah. We're not big on space ships here," Spooner answers. He's looking at her a bit like she's crazy, but he believes her. After all, she's green. It kind of holds with the alien thing.

It isn't lost on Spooner how she moves. She's either a dancer or a fighter and he knows from watching tape of her with the bots that she's definitely a fighter. What he doesn't understand is why she bobbles when he mentions Earth.

"Uh....primarily eighties movie star? Used to be a game called six degrees of Kevin Bacon?" Spooner loves anything from the late twentieth and early twenty-first century. He knows who Kevin Bacon is. "Personally, nah. Dude died decades before I was born, but I know who he is."

Oh Gamora. No, she's not going to find that with him, but he can introduce her to a couple of people...

[overadozen]

"I will have to improvise a repair." Which means extending the amount of time she's here, which means she's in bigger trouble than she thought. How is she going to get out of here? What is she going to have to do to survive here? Her mind is reeling in several different directions.

Hearing of Kevin Bacon's death genuinely makes her sad. Her brow furrows and she wears this sadness on her features. There's also a modicum of respect when she speaks of him. "Did he die a warrior's death?" Even if Spooner doesn't know Kevin Bacon personally, certainly he knows of this great hero's death.

And then she has a novel idea. "Are there statues of him?" All great heroes have statues, don't they? "I'd like to see one." What does Kevin Bacon look like, she wonders. Yes, all of this is, to her, absolutely serious.