meme | #002 -- absolute obedience ( do you do you want to )

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the ABSOLUTE OBEDIENCE MEME 1. Post with your character. 2. That character is compelled to follow the orders of anyone who replies. 3. Any orders. 4. Any orders. Meme Strategy: There's nothing in the rules about whether or not your character knows s/he must obey - as well, the other character might not know that s/he must be obeyed. Play it however you like. Don't like the orders you got? Not willing to have your character follow them, even if you've had a good time up to this point? Talk to the other player, use OOC notes or PMs, try and work it out. Got some stuff you'd never want to play out? Consider making a preferences post and linking to it when you reply here. Wanna give orders that people would love to follow? Give em context. Make it a story. Is this about revenge? Working out some personal issues? Too dumb to realize that the other guy has to do whatever your guy says?

meme from memebells@lj.

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[original_fine]

Jim blinked, tearing his gaze away and looking back at Some, a little lost. "I... Sorry." He shook his head. "It was rude of me to just barge in, I..."

He was hungry. Starving. He wasn't sure why, and wasn't sure why it made him so uncomfortable. "I just came by to see how you were doing."

[gruesome]

He walked away from it, used to the gnawing of his own hunger, to join Jim. "I'm... Well, it has been a long day," he confessed, letting the fatigue that had made him snap show. "Have a seat?"

[original_fine]

He hadn't been counting on staying, but suddenly it seemed like the only option. Jim sat. "I was going to leave a note," he said, trying to keep his eyes off the bag. Something about it made him feel queasy.

[gruesome]

"Has... something happened?" Some asked, worried. He'd realized belatedly that he hadn't asked why Jim had come.

[original_fine]

Jim shook his head. "No." He frowned, gaze inward. "No, I'm sorry. I feel so strange all of a sudden. So... hungry.
"

[gruesome]

Some glanced involuntarily at the discreet black bag. Jim had interrupted his own meal, after all.

"Do you want to go somewhere you can eat? I can keep you company for a meal, if you wanted to talk."

[original_fine]

Jim nodded, once, thinking about what he wanted. Italian? Hamburgers? It was nice of Some to offer--

But he grimaced, feeling almost sick to his stomach at the thought of any of it. Revulsion, almost. What was happening to him? He shook his head, swallowing hard.

"No, I... I interrupted you. Go on."

[gruesome]

"I need to-" he broke off, with an awkward gesture. "But you should come back later. I always like talking to you."

[original_fine]

"Eat," Jim finished unnecessarily. "Yes, I know. I think... I think you should. Go ahead." He folded his hands in his lap. "I won't bother you."