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Dazai Osamu ([personal profile] thesettingsun) wrote in [community profile] repeter2018-02-22 11:43 pm

Kill For You/Die For You Meme



Death and murder plots are serious business with long-term fallout and not to be chosen lightly. But sometimes we just really want the pain that comes with another character dying for yours, or seeing them murder someone in their defense... and that's what memes are for.

A1: Kill For You: Someone has hurt your character's loved one, and that can't be allowed. There's only one way to enact revenge or to make sure they aren't hurt again. Possibly with your character's loved one watching, but that's probably not too traumatizing.

A2: Killed For: Oh god no that was traumatizing. Someone killed someone else for your sake and now you're dealing with the consequences, whether you witnessed it directly or not.

B1: Die For You: Just because people have come back in Recolle before doesn't mean your character can allow someone they care about to be hurt. If that means sacrificing their life for them and dying in their loved one's arms, so be it.

B2: Died For: Someone you love is dying in order to protect you. You never wanted this. How could your life be more important than theirs?

How to meme:
-Post your character with their name, along with your preferences about which options you'd like ('will not murder', 'would prefer dying for someone over being died for', etc.)
-Other people respond to your character.
-Angst.
me_matey: (the man who would be king)

[personal profile] me_matey 2018-02-27 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
-She barely managed a strained, whispered, desperate 'please don't go' before it all seemed to just suddenly... end. The ink was a black void where a person had just been, a more fitting metaphor for the emptiness in that moment than she could ever think of.

The room was quiet. The air was still. Tears rolled over her cheeks, dripping into the ink itself, and there was a desperate part of her that wondered if there was some magic spell that might bring him back to life using those tears, but nothing continued to happen for the small eternity she sat there and cried...-


I'm... I'm not leaving you here. -She said it again, as if drawn by madness, but she was tearing fabric again, this time from her own shirt, and... started to wipe up the ink. It felt absolutely insane, but in her grief, she didn't care. These were... these were his remains. And she wasn't about to let the man who saved her life grow stale in this dark, terrible hell.

It was the only thing she could do.-