This is all Amanda's fault :I

[manipul8trix.livejournal.com]

There is entirely too much trauma on this space station lately. Which means it's time for the

Broken Elevator Meme!

...Yeah.

• Your character is riding on an elevator when - oh no - it breaks down and stops! How unexpected.
• Oh look, someone else is in there with them. How about that.
• That elevator isn't going to move until your thread amasses at least ten comments. MAYBE MORE.
• Commence arguing/going stir-crazy/making out to relieve the tension/all of the above.
• Agree to never speak of this again (and just use the stairs in future).

To achieve the correct atmosphere for this meme, I highly recommend these tracks. HAVE FUN~ :B

Comments

GRID

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

[ HEADBUTTS THE GODDAMN CONTROL PANEL.








And starts shrieking when this achieves absolutely jack shit. ]

[originaljoe.livejournal.com]

[Huh. He'd been about to do that. Or he would have if his back wasn't pressed against the wall of the elevator.]

Oh hell I'm goin' ta die.

oh hi html fail

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

[ Turns.

Stares.

Screams even louder. ]

YOUR FAULT

FIX IT

FIX IT FIX IT FIX IT

[originaljoe.livejournal.com]

[Joe holds his ears and glares at the thing.]

I didn't do anythin'!

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

[ EXCUSES WON'T FIX THE ELEVATOR

Grid arches up as best she can in the confined space and takes a step toward him. ]

FIX

IT

[originaljoe.livejournal.com]

Oh hell.

[This totally wasn't terrifying.]

Fine fine! Just get out a the way and let me try!

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

[ She hisses and slowly slides to the side, staring at him as intensely as a monster with no eyes can. ]

fix

[originaljoe.livejournal.com]

I'm doin' it, I'm doin' it.

[He carefully moves to the panel, keeping his eyes on Grid. Maybe he could shoot it.]

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

[ SHRIEKS ]

FASTER

want out

[originaljoe.livejournal.com]

So do I! SO clam down while I try ta figure this out!

[He turns to the panel and punches it as hard as he can.]

[theshirtlessiso.livejournal.com]

[oh Creator what is this shrieky giant creature-thing and why is he trapped in a small elevator with it

Yeah, Gibson will just be as far away from Grid as it is physically possible for someone to be in this elevator, staring in confusion/horror/what is this I don't even.]

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

[ DOORS WHY WON'T YOU OPEN WHY ISN'T ANYTHING MOVING--

Oh wait, something is moving. Unfortunately for Gibson it's... uh, him. Grid wheels around, arching up and hissing loudly, only to pause and deflate slightly.

He's glowing.









He's glowing green.

Grid throws herself at him, mouth slightly open as she tries to get a decent smell. Hi Gibson, hope you don't mind a xeno in your face and droolin' all over you. ]

[theshirtlessiso.livejournal.com]

[And Gibson just... freezes. He doesn't know what's going on, what is this thing and why is it coming at him, and can he just sink into the floor now?

Where is Gibson's ninja boyfriend biffle when he needs him? :|]

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

[ Well, he doesn't smell like food or potential brooding material, so he's not consumable.

But he glows, which means he qualifies for toy. ]

stupid glowing meat

[ She quite casually grabs the front of his weirdass jacket and moves to toss him to the floor. ]

Re: GRID

[featheryasshole]

[What is that thing and why did Davesprite get into a small space with it fuck it looks like the zone seven mutants it's a mutant isn't it oh fuck

None of this panicking is actually showing on his face.]

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

[ WHY ISN'T THIS WORKING. FFFFFFFFFFF--

Grid slowly turns to stare at--wait, wtf is that thing. Her lips twitch back from her teeth as she hisses, trying to scent it out. When it doesn't smell human, or remotely impregnable, she starts sliding closer to get a better look. ]

what are

[featheryasshole]

Uh. There's this thing called personal space, ever heard of it? And right now you're getting a bit too far into mine.

[Just pressing to a corner. In a cool way. Not afraid. Of course not, that would just be silly.]

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

[ She wanted an answer, not more silly male babbling. She shrieks in annoyance and shoves her face into his. ]

WHAT ARE

[featheryasshole]

[Oh god TOO CLOSE reaching for the chestsword now.]

I'm a sprite. What about you?

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

what

[ She doesn't have a word to equate sprite to B|a ]

am mother

am sister

[featheryasshole]

Uh. Kind of like a ghost?

And that's. That's great. Awesome. You're a mother. Great.

[Can you please move now or you will be stabbed]

[dismembers.livejournal.com]

[ She finally backs off a bit, less because she feels threatened and more because she's still not quite sure what to make of him. ]

ghost meat

not glowing

[ dude why aren't you glowing

all the other ghosts glowed BT ]