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It's Curtains Mods ([personal profile] stagemanagers) wrote in [community profile] thebackstage2016-11-26 01:27 am
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a little kink [the It's Curtains kink meme]



shamelessly ripped from the 
Dangan Roleplay kink meme


GUIDELINES/RULES:

  • All requests- smut, fluff, gen, or otherwise (alternate murders, anyone?)- are welcome so long as it's about It's Curtains. Fic and art fills are all good.
  • This is for all rounds of It's Curtains. Intermingled cast requests ("what if so-so and so-so from this and that round met?") are acceptable.
  • Stay anon because it's funner that way.
  • Use proper trigger/content warnings for sensitive and/or offensive subjects, just like you would in a game proper. If you don't, it will be deleted.
  • This is a judge free zone; however, be mindful of character ages, esp. in regards to the younger characters.
  • If you do not want your character to be involved with the smut or things that make you uncomfortable please contact me. A list is being prepared to remind everyone.
  • Respect player wishes if they ask to not have their character be in smut, or anything out of their comfort zone. Again, comments in violation will be deleted.
Have fun, darlings! If any rules are violated please don't hesitate to to PM this account or alert one of the mods.
 
 

(Anonymous) 2016-12-03 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
The Balladeer didn't know a lot of others who were used to their worlds being stories; more now, yes, but still. Technically, Mailbox didn't add to the list. He was real to himself, fellow NPC or not. Still, he had greeted the Balladeer happily and introduced himself as an imaginary replica of an already fictional character come to life. That this turned out less "meta" than "Mailbox's actual backstory" mattered less than the Balladeer had thought, especially given the other things they had in common.

"Thanks a lot for meeting with me, Mr. B!" Mailbox, wearing a heavy scarf, hopped over with a plate of waffles and tipped his box head to drop them down onto the Balladeer's plate. "I know the cold is hard to get used to."

The Balladeer smiled and went for the syrup.

"Don't worry. I have to say I'm surprised, though. I didn't think they'd have blueberry waffles in, well... in Fantasy Nunavut. A guy who looks like me didn't come and invent these for you, did he?" That last part came with a laugh and a thought of the newly modernized Fantasy Norway he'd just come from visiting.

"Nope!" If Mailbox was confused by the question, he didn't show it. "Sokka learned how to make these back in the orphanage, and then he invented a waffle iron you could cook over a fire instead of plug in! The breakfast Steven used to make us was one of the only good parts of that awful time..."

The Balladeer gave a solemn nod. "I know. Those games -- they're supposed to be stories about staying strong and finding hope, but it's horrible to be used by the game runners like that."

Mailbox looked up sadly and hopped over to his own seat. "I can't believe there were more games than just ours."

"Lot of people out there have the same idea," the Balladeer sighed. "Mine got me thinking it would all be fine. She knew about the other shows, and she was set on being 'original.' I only found out later that 'original' meant she didn't want a happy ending."

"Gosh..." Mailbox looked down at his plate. "I didn't even know what the game was at first. I just thought that, when people disappeared, they were going somewhere nice, and then, and then Tarrlok..."

The Balladeer set down his fork and reached over with a handkerchief to dab away the sniffling imaginary friend's tears.

"Whoa, whoa, it's okay." He smiled sadly. "It's all right now."

Mailbox hiccuped. "Thank you, Mr. B. It must have been really hard for you, too."

The Balladeer nodded. He thought better of mentioning that, in his round, he'd been the one to stand up to the mastermind and ended up with pieces of brain on his loved ones for the trouble.

"Things turned out." A hand went to his head. "Just like your story. Things turned out."

(Anonymous) 2016-12-03 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
He thought better of mentioning that, in his round, he'd been the one to stand up to the mastermind and ended up with pieces of brain on his loved ones for the trouble.

I love this.

Also "Things turned out" reminds me of "Everything happens" and now im hurting

fillanon

(Anonymous) 2016-12-03 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you very much!

(Anonymous) 2016-12-03 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
I CRIED THANKS

fillanon

(Anonymous) 2016-12-03 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Glad you like it!