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

[wilywilyways.livejournal.com]

[Keywords.

Incredibly cheerful for someone who's had their lady parts disappear, Hawke is too busy feeling herself up to notice the dude in the hardsuit staring. And staring.

God this is the most epic beard.

RUNNING HER HANDS ALL OVER HER FACE]

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

[Shepard has ample time to really stare and it doesn't take long to put two and two together. Nutjob rubbing their face like it's going to suddenly release a genie? Wearing armor and fur? Between both of these, there was only one person it could be.]

You keep playing with it like that and you'll go blind, Hawke.

Or so I've been told.

[wilywilyways.livejournal.com]

[Peeking out through her calloused knuckles at this sight-for-sore-eyes. Hawke giggles and stops not a second later, jarred by the liquid manliness that is her new voice.

She needs a mirror or something.]

No, I think it's hairy palms they warn us about. Have we met?

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Judging by the beard, that's a pretty legitimate threat.

[The giggling put the last nail in the coffin. Definitely Hawke.]

Not exactly. Shepard. I usually have more tits and slightly more tasteful armor.

[wilywilyways.livejournal.com]

[She sneaks a last, savory, luxurious swipe through the finely trimmed bristles.]

I do seem to recall your armor having been modified to allow for breasts.

[Hawke looks the Commander up and down, shameless.] A happy accident, hmmm.

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

[Shepard arches an eyebrow. It is a less successful expression on this face. Still. The new Hawke wasn't hard on the eyes, she had to admit.]

Traded up, mid-transit. New model comes with leather interior and extra space for my newest accessory. [The balls? Those she'd always had, if only metaphorically.]

That new voice is something, I'd call it a keeper.

[wilywilyways.livejournal.com]

[Barely in the nick of time, Hawke remembers that grabbing herself inquisitively in front of people is considered inappropriate and rude. Damn. Maybe later, then.

She beams at the compliment, bowing accordingly.]

I confess I do like it, but not forever. I rather liked having feminine charms. You?