【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 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 in the subject line! ♛ 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.
[ So. Here's Norway. On your front step, knocking on your door.
Yes, he's knocking. It's a thing people do when they're being courteous and he's being courteous.
Well, he's not breaking in, let's put it that way. He's come to have a Civil Discussion about something, so it's only fitting that he follow procedure and request entry in a civil manner. Thus, knocking.
And waiting to be let in, that part is important too. ]
[He tries to ignore it at first. Or maybe pretend he doesn't hear it, but after a short time he realizes that's not going to work anyway and so he stands and heads to open the door, staring out at Norway pointedly.
His love is showing in that he doesn't slam the door closed, okay...]
[ Oh, foolish Iceland. Brother dear is far more persistent than that. You can try to ignore him, but if you don't meet him head-on, it just means he has to come at you from another angle.
It's good the door was answered. ]
We need ta talk. [ Best four words in the universe, right? Don't mind him taking a step forward. ]
[...It's not really surprising that Norway basically lets himself in, and Iceland sidesteps to allow it even with a stare after him. Geez... He shuts the door and instead focuses on what he could possibly want to talk about.
[ Norway nods when he's allowed in, like Iceland really had a lot of choice in the matter. Looking around for a second, he finally turns his eye on his brother again. ]
[He stares, standing there quietly for a long moment before he gives in and moves further into the house.]
You're completely avoiding my questions.
[Just in case Norway wasn't aware that he was giving no useful information at all here. But even as he says this he moves to the living room and takes a seat on the couch, eyes looking over expectantly.]
[ You see this look you're getting now, Iceland? It is a look of intense brotherly love. And also a silent admonition to respect your elders. Mostly love.
Some admonition.
Lack of caffeine might make this discussion less pleasant, but all right. Since his precious little brother insists. ]
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Yes, he's knocking. It's a thing people do when they're being courteous and he's being courteous.
Well, he's not breaking in, let's put it that way. He's come to have a Civil Discussion about something, so it's only fitting that he follow procedure and request entry in a civil manner. Thus, knocking.
And waiting to be let in, that part is important too. ]
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His love is showing in that he doesn't slam the door closed, okay...]
What? [That's how you answer doors yes]
right? jkfgfh
It's good the door was answered. ]
We need ta talk. [ Best four words in the universe, right? Don't mind him taking a step forward. ]
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[...It's not really surprising that Norway basically lets himself in, and Iceland sidesteps to allow it even with a stare after him. Geez... He shuts the door and instead focuses on what he could possibly want to talk about.
Nothing good, probably.]
About what?
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Could be awhile.
[ They should sit, he means. ]
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You're completely avoiding my questions.
[Just in case Norway wasn't aware that he was giving no useful information at all here. But even as he says this he moves to the living room and takes a seat on the couch, eyes looking over expectantly.]
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Got some coffee?
[ Is he actively procrastinating or just being difficult? Or both? ]
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[Hmph so there! He's tired of being toyed around with!] Hurry up and say what you want. I've got plans later. [Not really...]
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Some admonition.
Lack of caffeine might make this discussion less pleasant, but all right. Since his precious little brother insists. ]
There's been some talk.
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What are you trying to say? You're not making any sense at all.
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[ Come on, Iceland. Confess. Tell your brother all about it, whatever it is. ]
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[He kind of slumps in his seat a little, eyeing Norway. What's with this treatment... he's not a kid!]
There's nothing for me to say. Just tell me what you want already.
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Turkey.
[ That's all he says. He's waiting to see how Iceland reacts. Maybe. ]
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[That gets him to stare over fixedly for a few moments. Pausing between those questions and then the following.]
What about him?
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Ya saw him recently?