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mistojen (mistojen) wrote in rockthatmeme,
@ 2016-03-04 17:59:00

future kids meme

It's pretty much what is says on the tin. Creating future kids for favorite pairings in RP is nothing new, but it's hard to play those characters outside the medium for which they were created. Here's the place to play them, with each other; with their unsuspecting future parents, whatever.

How to Play:

Post with your future kid character | mother/father | and any preferences. Or post with your canon or OC and let the future kids come to you, using the normal format (character name | fandom | preferences )
Tag Others.
Be awesome to each other.
Have fun!

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blacksheepwin
2016-03-08 05:43 pm UTC (link)

Well, it sort of worked. On the plus side, the Weevil was distracted. On the down side, it was now more interested in Sere. More by autonomous reflex than anything else, Sere cocked the shotgun and aimed it, just in case whatever Trench Coat was planning on didn't actually work and she had no other choice to protect herself, but her finger rested calmly on the trigger and she made no attempt to pull it just yet. The fact that she just stood there waiting for a moment was probably a testament to just how used to this level of fucked up Sere actually was.

The man managed to catch the thing, though, and she lowered her gun when the creature started to slump and she lifted her eyebrows with a little grin at his gratitude when he finally addressed her after hoisting the thing up onto his shoulder. Strong, that was good, she thought...because that thing had to weigh damn near two hundred pounds, if she had to guess.

"Sere Winchester," she said, deciding that he must be a hunter of some sort and usually throwing around the family name was more helpful than not in that crowd. "Wait..." she said suddenly, pausing in thought. That name sounded so familiar to her. "Do you know...a...Doctor...the Doctor?" she asked, because she remembered some of the stories from when she'd been littler, that her mother would tell. They were always fairly vague and now that she was older, Sere wondered where the depth had been. But hearing that name again sparked a memory.

"And then Captain Jack and the Doctor swooped in and saved Mommy's life, and we were running," Shannon said with a strange sort of fondness. "Always with the running."

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capthardness
2016-03-08 07:25 pm UTC (link)

If he hadn't been used to being shocked (another paradox of his life), Jack might have dropped the unconcious Weevil to the pavement. He really shouldn't have been surprised; actually, it was more shocking he hadn't run into a Winchester again a whole lot sooner. And it sure explained the 'kill the thing you don't understand' mentality.

Shifting the dozing creature's weight, he rose an eyebrow at the mention of the Doctor. "Yeah, pretty well in fact. Wouldn't be here without him." His jaw dropped slightly as the memories began shifting around, a few faces from among the hundreds who'd left a mark on him throughout time coming to the surface again.

"Winchester. Should've known, only people besides a Cooper who'd be such a pain in my ass," he knew his smile was too much teeth without quite reaching his eyes as he tried not to figure out who's chin she had. "Who told you about the Doctor?" It was too much to hope for that she'd just heard a story in her own travels, but despite everything the universe had done to him, Jack never did stop hoping.

In fact, that was a good part of why her surname gave him such mixed feelings in his gut and heart. Some day, he'd learn that rescuing and running with beautiful people never quite ended the way he wanted.

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blacksheepwin
2016-03-09 05:37 pm UTC (link)

"Oh, you've met my uncle, then," Sere replied with a casual loftiness that suggested she knew just how infuriating the remaining hunter of the brothers Winchester could be. She nodded toward Jack's SUV. "Guessing you'll want to put that thing down? Or did you want to just stand there holding it?" she asked, nodding next at the Weevil.

A sad sort of smile crossed the blonde's lips at Jack's question. "When I was little, my mom used to tell me stories about when she traveled once with him. Stories about how brave Captain Jack and the Doctor were. ...and Ianto Jones, with his three piece suit, even in the worst of times. She loved that, she said he always looked 'on point,'" she said, emphasizing the first syllable of Ianto's name the same way mother used to.

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capthardness
2016-03-09 08:05 pm UTC (link)

Jack almost rolled his eyes as she gestured to the Weevil, but instead of getting smart back at her, he only a little clumsily went for the key fob in his coat to get the SUV to pop open for him to dump the unconscious creature in the back. It made a noise that sounded a little undignified even for a Weevil, but beyond that didn't even stir.

He was about to say something smart about women telling stories about him being the brave Captain, when Jack practically felt the two syllables of Ianto's name hit against his chest as the girl said them. It couldn't have been more than--what, thirty years from Earth's perspective, and for him so much longer, but that was one person his memory never had to search for. He very carefully shut the SUV, concentrating to keep his fingertips from visibly shaking. It was a good thing he'd have a drugged Weevil to keep an eye for a few hours, because that wasn't going to make the rest of the night terribly fun.

But as more memories slipped into place, Jack felt a hint of an incredulous smile on his lips. It hadn't all been bad, after all. A lot of it, a lot you'd never tell your child, had actually be a whole lot of fun. "If you tell me she never mentioned my coat, I--well, I think I'd be offended if your mom wasn't right about those suits. He'd still be putting men in every century to shame."

His smile was actually relaxed now, as he turned, leaning against the SUV to give her a better look. He almost laughed as it all finally fit. "You're Shannon's kid." It was almost like seeing Anwen, that same pride and almost fear that she had gotten mixed up in this world, and he wondered if Retconning her would even do anything at all.

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blacksheepwin
2016-03-09 08:59 pm UTC (link)

Sere, however rough and tumble she was, could take a lot, but that smell was pretty goddamned rotten up close. She made a face, drawing her lips back to show her teeth in a sympathetic yeesh sort of expression. "That is going to make your whole car smell janky until the end of time," she said. "Which is a real shame, because I dig those wheels."

It had been years since she'd heard the stories and if Sere knew the half of them, they wouldn't have sounded like fairytales so much as horror stories, but telling a six-year-old fantastical tales of her mother's friends and their bravery in a vague, heavily sugar-coated way made sense. Telling said six-year-old that she had met her brave friends in a torture dome wherein they were the constant subjects of social, mental, and physical experimentation, however, did not. Sere tried to piece some of it together when she'd gotten older, but she hadn't managed to get very far; she'd given up. If her parents wanted to keep that part of their lives a secret, Sere figured that it was for a good reason and she'd stopped prying. But she never forgot the stories about the Doctor, Jack, and Ianto.

...it hadn't occurred to her at any point that any of them might have passed away. That had been thirty-some years ago for her mom and dad, but she'd made Ianto sound like he'd been her age and she'd said that the Doctor and Jack lived so, so many lives. Sam and Shannon had a white picket fence and an apple pie life that hadn't fit Sere as well as it had fit her baby brother...she just assumed that her mother's friends would've done the same thing once they'd been returned home.

A laugh escaped her and Sere rolled her eyes. "Well, she probably did, but as a six-year-old, I probably didn't care enough to remember it. I don't even know why I remember the thing about Ianto's suits, except I remember when I was a kid, I always thought Ianto was such a weird name. And then I grew up and found out it wasn't weird at all, it was just Welsh." Her smile diminished a little at the past tense Jack seemed to be using in reference to the man. She could take a hint and she knew from the stories that Captain Jack and Ianto were a packaged deal, so she left it at that, neither offering a condolence nor asking for clarification; it sounded to her like Ianto had died and she doubted doing either of those things would make Jack feel any better about it if he had.

"I am, yeah," she agreed with a small smile. "It's nice to put a face to the name," she said, nodding to him. "...I thought you'd be older." She paused. "Well. Look older." He clearly was older unless her mother had just made up the immortal thing on the fly. ...which, Sere supposed, was possible, but she doubted the necessity to add it to the stories if it wasn't true.

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capthardness
2016-03-10 12:52 am UTC (link)

Jack chuckled, yeah, definitely related to Dean. "Thanks. I've gotten pretty good at hosing it out. And lemme tell you, however bad this seems, Weevils actually aren't the rankest thing I've come in contact with." Or been intimate with--it was easy to let a lot of things go for a being who knew the proper use of a tentacle--but if she'd gotten stories about him from her mom, Jack doubted she wanted to hear that.

A little sigh escaped him when she said Ianto's name again. He wondered how much Shannon had really bothered to go into about--well, as certain faces of the Doctor's would have put it, the 'wibbly wobbly' nature of all their timelines. He wasn't even quite sure how long it had really been since they'd parted ways from his own perspective, he'd been too busy selfishly hanging onto the extra time he'd gotten with both Ianto and the Doctor. But he hadn't been selfish enough to even think about asking the Doctor if Ianto could become like him--it hadn't been easy, letting him go, but he'd far outlived most Torchwood agents. Not really being Torchwood proper for a good stretch of time had probably helped that, even if being on the TARDIS tended to shorten most people's life expectancy a bit what with all the running and the things you were running from. "He'd find that pretty funny, his name making more of an impression than my--he'd probably say melodrama. I'd say dashing heroics."

He cocked his head at her at that 'older' statement. "How much did your mother tell you about me?" He knew Shanon had to have edited out the more grisly and salacious details, but it wasn't exactly easy to write out all the times he'd saved the day by dying. Better him than them, he'd always thought.

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blacksheepwin
2016-03-10 01:35 am UTC (link)

"Yikes," Sere responded, wrinkling her nose. "That's impressive and awful," she added. That damn thing smelled exactly like the place it had come from. She couldn't even imagine anything that would've smelled worse. Though, she supposed, she didn't really want to, either.

In spite of herself, Sere chuckled a little at that. "Dashing heroics," she echoed with a grin. "Maybe I'll steal that," she decided aloud. "Probably wouldn't work as well for a girl saving a guy's ass as it would for a man saving a woman's, but I could try it on for size, what do you think?"

The question was merited and expected and Sere gave a little shrug. "Immortal comes to mind," she admitted. Then she took a deep breath and let it out in a quick huff with a shrug. "It was a long time ago, Jack, I was a little kid. I don't remember a lot, just little bits and pieces. Obviously, that stood out in the crowd of details in the stories, though. The man that never dies. ...to tell you the truth, I wasn't ever sure you were a real person at all," she admitted. "But here you are in the flesh, so..."

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