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Jamjars give people opportunities to place their favorites into alternate scenarios of circumstantial bonding, alliance, animosity, teamwork and sexuality! Some encounters are innocuous and some epiphany-spurring, and whether you're interacting with a castmate or engaging in cross-canon CR, there are opportunities for creativity and exploration only made possible through this format. If you are fucking lazy or don't want to deal with activity-checks or want to do a miniature test drive, just meme it. Just... fucking meme it.---
I
✿1. Horror: Your characters are taken from their own worlds and thrown into a terrifying situation! Things are creepy, resources are scarce, and ensuring your own survival is paramount.
✿2. Sex Game: For whatever contrived and nonsensical reason, your characters are forced into a world where they gotta bone. Aside from smutstuff, you have the opportunity to play out how very awkward it is to navigate these agreements and encounters before and after. Lasting bonds can form from something you didn't expect! But so can eternal regret.
✿3. Slice of Life: Characters are forced to live together in familial units. They have an opportunity here -- in spite of being stuck -- to relax and slow down and do some fun, ordinary things. Picnics, dates, school, etc.
✿4. Fantasy: Characters are forced into guilds and roles, given weapons and are made to utilize their powers in coordinated units to complete missions.
✿5. Scifi: Characters are thrust on to the frontier of spacial colonization! Characters on a spaceship! Characters being drafted into an Imperial Earth Army to fight/conquer foreign entities! Characters being in a world where they are assessed, identified, tracked and policed by artificial intelligence! And so on!
✿6. Reincarnation/ New Identity: Your character has been reborn at this game, or given a new identity. Work out their karma or help them come to terms with having to live a new life.
✿7. Asylum/Prison/Institutionalized Identity: Characters are locked up and put under heavy surveillance. Slowly they are institutionalized and disintegrated from ordinary social rules of engagement. They could be told that they've been identified as mentally dysfunctional, or they could be in prison! Are they pleading their innocence, or do they know they're guilty as fuck back in their world?
✿8. Assignment-Based/Mercenary/Survival: Characters have to put their skills to good use as drafted mercenaries. Help your captors assassinate, spy, sabotage, infiltrate, steal, and terrorize for points that will lead up to your freedom or the freedom of others.
✿9. Your Choice!: Do whatever!---
II
✿1. First Impressions: You never forget your first impression of someone. Unless it was entirely forgettable.
✿2. Oh Hey Again: I kind of know you!!!! Hi!!! I hate this place but love familiarity hi!!!
✿3. Event: SOMETHING IS HAPPENING and your characters have either run into each other or sought each other out to stick together during it!
✿4. Living Quarters: Surprise, your characters are in the same house! Or room! Or building! Either way you have to share space and facilities with this person. Enjoy!
✿5. Mystery: Who Did It? Why Are We Here? Characters are disappearing, people are dying, whatever is happening it is FISHY!
✿6. Canon Update/Respawn/"But we know each other, I swear!": One character comes (back) to a game and does not remember previous CR. A relationship or friend or even hateship is forgotten. How will this be dealt with?
✿7. Begrudgingly Working Together: You are so fucking annoying but I guess we have to fight Monster of the Day Together/Get Unstuck-UnLost Together/Find Our Way Back/Help Each Other Out.
✿8. Is This a Date: Gee, you guys sure are doing a lot of things that people on dates do and you're having a lot of fun [sweats]...
✿9. Violence: Characters beat the shit out of each other or help each other out of a gory situation with terrible traumatic injuries or something!
✿10. One-Sided(?) Crush: How do you get their attention? Or, alternatively, how do you ignore that this person obviously is crushing on you and it's totally awkward
✿11. Protecting/Saving: Your character's chance to be a hero or a damsel!
✿12. Network Post: Mandatory bs.
✿13. Inbox: Hey, can I talk to you for a second? In private?
✿14. Your Choice!: Do whatever!
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...He's still not used to this. People seeing him, that is. She won't remember him long, but it's still strange, when he had gotten so used to the Spire where there was truly only Rhys, and even in the Inquisition, most of the people in Skyhold never saw him at all. It was fine that way. He didn't mind. ]
I... [ He starts carefully, in a gentle, small sort of voice, but then nods ] We don't have to be. I don't really need a room at all, if you want one to yourself.
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[ she does notice the spider - strange, she feels like it's something she wouldn't have noticed before, her eyes must be changed, too - but doesn't take any offense to it. Her brother always liked to play with bugs, too. And this one seemed... shy, maybe. Fiora is usually good at reading people, but for some reason, she finds she can't really tell how he's feeling.
Somewhat hesitantly, she takes a few steps closer, as if approaching a frightened animal. (You're a mechon now, remember? Don't scare him off.) ]
If you don't mind being roommates... My name is Fiora. Did you just wake up here, too?
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I did. But I didn't have to. So it's strange that I should wake up at all, since dreams don't come to me like they do for other people.
[ The hat tilts back down to hide his face, and he hops off the chair, heading to the cracked open window instead. It might seem rude, like he's ignoring her, since he doesn't speak again until the spider crawls off his hand and onto the windowsill, but his voice is still gentle and pleasant. ]
I am Cole. Did you dream? Or do you not?
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As soon as she sees his face, she finds herself feeling strangely on edge. Just her imagination, right? His words are confusing; she tries to focus on understanding them, instead. ]
Cole... right. I... don't remember dreaming? Do you mean you think this is a dream? [ a pause. Fiora glances around their surroundings. ] It sure feels like one, but... I don't know.
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[ Cole says that with certainty, even with a certain lilt to his voice that implies a sort of playfulness however soft. It's just a sign of his certainty, since such certainty doesn't always come to him. He withdraws his hand, then looks back to Fiora, though his gaze isn't as intense this time. ]
Your armor. It's strange. But pretty. [ He pauses, looking towards the parts on her head, then tilts his head in light confusion. ] Does it keep your ears warm?
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Oh, no. They're radars. I can detect fluctuations in the ether around me. [ that makes sense right cole ] Oh, and they sort of work like a compass, too. Although my ears are pretty warm.
[ maybe he was just disoriented, and that's why he seemed strange. She couldn't exactly blame him; only her tough attitude and (unwanted) familiarity with dealing with enormous unexpected disasters are keeping her acting mostly normal right now. Although she continues speaking in a light voice, there's an edge of uncertainty to her next words - she's not confident that she'll be accepted for it. She still hasn't really accepted herself for it. ]
And I'm glad you think it's pretty. But... it's not really armor. It's a part of me. [ pause. ] Sorry if that's weird.