OH GOD NOT ANOTHER MEME

[theshirtlessiso.livejournal.com]

RULE 63 MEME



HOKAY SO. Here's ze station.

Hypatia, in all her infinite wisdom and debatable sanity, has fucked around with the teleporter coding without actually telling anyone--until after the fact, anyway. Maybe it was genuinely an accident, or maybe she's just trying to run a surprise psychological experiment on you.

Whatever the reason, the next time you walk out of a teleporter? Congratulations, you are now the gender you previously were not. Surprise!

… now wat do?

RULES
★ enter teleporter.
★ exit teleporter.
★ suddenly notice something very wrong here.
★ react to surprise switching-of-bits.
★ tag around. (this can be either genderflipped or not. whichever provides the most lols, really.)
★ ???
★ profit!

Void where prohibited. Actual mileage may vary. Prices slightly higher west of the Mississippi. No animals were harmed during the production of this meme. Some names have been changed to protect the innocent. .gif only slightly related to contents of meme.

Comments

[seems-legit.livejournal.com]

Oh don't tell me you're not having fun yet--for reals? Man, if I knew how to dress [Terribly? Like I fell out of a coffee shop? HIIIIPSTER?] like you do, I'd already have you in a changing room.

[That sounded awful.]

Platonically.

[Did Hardison suddenly get long hair? Wait. That was the smell of a salon. Did he get his hair done?]

[dillinjr.livejournal.com]

[ Ed. Just. Looks at him. Bitchface in full effect. ]

No, I don't think you understand. This isn't fun. This is. [ no words. ]

And I wouldn't let you come near me in a changing room. [ SIGNIFICANT POINTED LOOK AT HARDISON'S OUTFIT. Did a rainbow throw up on you? ]

What the hell have you being doing with your time?

[ and what is that godawful smell. ]

[seems-legit.livejournal.com]

[Dude. Hardison knows Eliot. You know, Frowny Mc'Punch-the-hell-out-of-you? The bitchface can do nothing to hamper his enthusiasm, but he does pull his arm back...if only to pop the collar of his very stylish new satin jacket. Yeah, he was wearing bangles and had his nails done...French tips with mario-items drawn on them.]

Man, don't hate the playa', besides, what'chu gonna do about it? Not enjoy this once in a hundred lifetimes chance to party it up in another body? Sit around for maybe the rest of your life, maybe ten minutes, an' just wait for the computer to change you back?

Damn, son, this is practically the whole reason storytelling--and by extension, video games--don't look at me like that. Prioritize, they're more important anyway--why that all was invented.

As for what I've been up to--man, everything. Carpe'ing the Diem, c'mon, let's do this.

[dillinjr.livejournal.com]

[ B|

Really. Really? ]

Do what.

[ Not that he's actually listening to what you have to say. Nope, just exploring the options open to him. ]

[seems-legit.livejournal.com]

[Hardison just grins. It looks much less creepy, but has the possibility of much more sinister things when a woman makes this face. Trade-offs, gotta hate em.]

Man, I thought you'd never ask.

[Hardison hopes you appreciate the great lengths to which he's going not to call you 'GUUUURL'.]

Do you even know how much fashion exists for women? Judging by that ballin...suit you're...sort of wearing, you're not usually a sloppy dude. An before you get all up in my face about how sexist and whatever this is--

Dude, I cannot tell you how fun it is to look fly and go harass people. Well dressed female you suddenly appears and--BAM--it's an IRL troll. Works every time, never stops being GRADE-A funny.

[Hardison puts his hands on his hips.]

Course there's always the other route, but that one is a lot less legal. Not gonna lie, it's fun like you wouldn't believe. Probably proportional to the level of illegal.