MATCHMAKING POST: PRIDE 2023

[paranomasias]

LYNDON'S OPEN MATCHMAKING POST 2023: PRIDE EDITION

"What the hell is this, Lyndon?"

Good unnecessarily aggressive question, hypothetical person! Basically, do you remember that "Give me one of your characters and I'll match them with one of mine" Plurk meme?

"I'm a strawman you invented for this post why would I-"

ANYWAY, this post is like that, because I love that meme a lot and have way too many characters by far. So here is how this is gonna work, basically!

1. You leave a comment with a character journal you want matched up!

It's gonna be gay in some way bc pride month, even if that's Two Bisexuals, but include maybe what kinds of characters you think might ship well with yours, and like... a quick summary of their personality for me! Also specify if you're here for smut or not or if you want assumed cr or a particular relationship stage or... whatever other information you want to put in. Age range, certain characters/canons you definitely don't want, whatever! I wanna stretch out some of my lesser-used journals here, though, so no specific character requests!

2. I will reply with an offer!

You are obviously free to veto or respond or whatever, but I'll run through my muselist (or inevitably for someone make a whole damn new account) and find someone and reply with an ooc hashing-things-out comment. If it works, reply with a starter or an affirmation if you want me to start!

3. WATCH THAT MAGIC HAPPEN or potentially watch this idea crash and burn

Anything's possible when you believe!!!

Comments

[bearfate]

[ There are things in Historical Scotland that, of course, cannot be explained by methods of mortal ken, ye ken? So when a star crashes to the ground, it's easy to assume that it's the sort of thing that ought not be chased. Most, in fact, would see this and go back to tending their sheep or uh. Tossing cabers? You know, Scottish stuff.

Not Princess Merida, though. Merida has dealt with witches and faced down bears and followed Will-o-the-wisps, and... well, you know the plot of Brave. So when something strange happens in the wilds of her kingdom? She's the first to ride towards it.

She doesn't know what to expect, of course, and on arrival... and "a girl" was very low on her list of possibilities. Not that she had much of a list, really, this was 100% the kind of "leaping without looking" thing she was supposed to have stopped doing after the whole bear fiasco, but like... look, this is the sort of thing you just go for!!

So Echo is going to be greeted, whenever that racket from inside the Orb quiets down, by a teenage girl with a bow trained on her. In case she's a demon or something? ]

State, uh... state yer business in this forest!

[ Yeah, that'll show her! ]

[re_verbed]

Gotcha-

[The warbling electronic voice cuts off with a squawk and a spark, Echo wiggling her way back out of the pod with a small, modular, electric component of the ship in one hand. And- came face to face with some truly impressive red curls and- was that a bow and arrow?]

[Huge amounts of combat data and information genetically buried into her subconscious, and that was still archaic enough to take a second to identify, okay.]

Heep.

[And just. Kind of flipping and diving into the nearest available shelter against ballistic pointy stick. Back into the escape pod, still smoking just a bit ominously.]

[This was less than ideal.]

[She gives a small, cautious wave from her position plastered to the small interior wall of the pod beside the exit hatch.]

Right now? Not getting shot, mostly. Not here on purpose. ...Is this your forest? It's nice, very green, very, uh- inflammable.

[she is going to be on the hook for so many trees and plants this must be so expensive she has never been gladder to not legally exist]

[bearfate]

It's... well, it's not my forest, technically, it's my father's, but-

[ She relaxes the bow enough to wave a hand, and keeps it relaxed after. ]

But I assume from the jumping back and lack of fighting back that ye aren't... immediately dangerous...?

[re_verbed]

Yes? Yes, being not dangerous is one of my favorite things. I mean just personally, I've noticed people tend to get hurt if I have to fight and even aside from just kind of wanting to avoid that it tends to escalate things and turn into a whole THING and- no, not dangerous.

[nailing it]

[Her hand is currently arrow free, she follows it up by peeking out the hatch. The lack of arrows flying at her face is encouraging enough that she slips out some more, sitting on the lip of the exit and looking as non-threatening as possible.]

Just- you know, passing through. Accidentally. ...Don't actually know where this is, but I can be out of your hair and off-planet as soon as I can get to the nearest city.