【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
✪ refer to the list above for active muses. ✪ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ✪ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ✪ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.
[ For some reason, the worlds of Marvel Almost MCU and DC Preboot have collided. Again, but with less Bucky Barnes this time. And less fish scale panties.
And now, a Batman is hanging upside down gracefully from a wire. He's watching Spiderman do... whatever he does. When fighting criminals. It's kind of obvious that it's all improv work and not a lifetime of acrobatic training or circus work, but you know what? It's impressive none the less.
Releasing the wire, he lands without a sound, with a cool sweep of his cape. That's really one of the only good things about the cape. He misses his skintight Nightwing costume. Even the ass in it. ]
You know, I definitely had him.
[ He did, but the different city had confused him just a little — he was just glad Damian wasn't around to complain (what a rude Robin) and Bruce wasn't around to... angrily brood. ]
did you order a blast from the past, lilsis.....????
[ ... he didn't think he'd ever be back here after being gone for so long - but has it really been that long? time is a funny thing... but it's happened and he better make the best of it, right? sure. which is why the first thing he does is go to a familiar fountain and sit down, enjoying the warmth of the sun. maybe it's a blessing in disguise ]
[Hey man, not everyone has time for learning acrobatics properly or being trained at a circus, okay? He was busy studying and being an honors student and getting beat up in his spare time. So there.
Nonetheless, Peter had sensed another person's presence - Spidey Senses, gotta love them - but they didn't seem to mean any harm so his plan was to finish up taking down the threat, wrap them up all nice and pretty with a web bow for the cops, and then swoop right on out of there.
Not have a conversation.
But luckily Peter's easily a chattermouth once his face is hidden so-]
You mean you definitely had him from over there, away from the action? Sorry man, guess that's a new type of hero work that I'm not familiar with. Looks surprisingly familiar to what we call 'being slow on the uptake'.
Let's pretend that Vatheon's still open and therefore possible for Saya to come back after she left. Yes. At which point she's almost definitely getting tired of showing up soaked and cold and shivering and-]
But there's suddenly a pink door opening right over the fountain, and a surprisingly spry figure leaping out of it and landing lightly on the edge of the fountain-
And just barely a few inches away from Oz. Nonetheless, Boris gasps quite loudly.]
[ Oz makes a noise of surprise, nearly falling backward into the fountain, but he doesn't at the last minute. Once the shock wears off he makes a weak laugh... ]
Ah, Boris! How are you? [ that's followed by a oz-trademarked smile, right up to his ears. ]
[ ...He likes you, Peter. Batman isn't supposed to be chatty or friendly, but while Dick was a great Batman — even managing to fool many people into thinking that he was Bruce — it's still not in his nature to be all dark and brooding.
Which is why he's almost grinning now. ]
Yep. [ Complete confidence. ] But that's okay, you saved me the hassle. Thanks.
[ While his tone is kind of light, even with his gruff Batman voice, he really is pretty impressed. There's not many people in the world who can swing around so naturally. Maybe four. He approaches, then squats down near the criminal, checking out his eyes. ]
[ He laughs at the first part of what Boris says! He did miss his humor quite a bit. Oz has a bit of a nostalgic look on his face. This place is definitely a lot less hectic than home. He breathes in the warm, fresh air and closes his eyes. ]
[He's just kind of spluttering and blurting out the first thing that comes to mind as he takes a step back, clearly still trying to process what he's seeing.]
[Why do you take it in such stride, fellow spandex-wearer?
It almost makes things boring. So Peter's just going to cross his arms and move his weight to one foot as his gaze follows this wise guy's movements. Doesn't seem to be an enemy of any sort-
But the costume either implies friend or foe or frenemy and he's not sure which one he's dealing with right now.]
Yeah, sure, no problemo. Everything I do is for you, oh person that I met two minutes ago.
[The evil-doer that Peter knocked out is well unconscious, web over the bottom half of his face with two holes poked so he can breathe because it's not like he's supposed to die here.]
You come over from somewhere the sun don't shine, Ozzy? Doesn't sound pleasant in the slightest. And yet the sound of an explanation would be quite pleasing to these cat ears of mine, I'd say.
[That means you should tell him the story, get it-]
At this point, ending up in weird places is getting downright mundane. Not that Bobbi is fond of the situation at all ever, but you know. Mundane.
So she wanders the halls of the clearly high tech plane (?) she's on (helicarrier...? interesting) and realizes by the uniforms that they're all SHIELD but the tricky part is that they're not the SHIELD she knows.
So she's staying out of sight. This involves making use of the air vents, which...well, she's been in worse and tighter spots, but still--what a pain. Siiiiigh.]
[ Wow he's not... old... comic character ages aren't even logical anyways!!
But then again, DC was always kind of suspicious for having adult males dress up as bats with young boys in tights as their partners, so. ]
...I'm going to ignore that jab at my age. [ You could be forty under that mask, okay. At least people can see his very youthful jaw. ] So, you shoot webs. [ g r o s s. ] It's a superpower?
[ He doesn't intend to be nosy now, he'll just scope out that stuff when he's back with the batcomputer. But he does know a lot about superpowers, despite not... having any. ]
This is the last time I get stuck doing recon - I mean, really? Come on. Nat was just visiting last week for crying out loud. Stupid Iron Man. Stupid time management inability.
[And of course there's none other than Clint grumbling underneath his breath as he makes the same journey through the air vents - far less quiet and much more disgruntled. For real, how did he get stuck doing this? Is this a jab at how he's not built like a tank like Thor or Steve because 'come on, Clint, you really expect those broad shoulders to fit in the vents?'
If Tony was trying to make him more willing to follow through with the mission, it didn't work.
Nonetheless he's sighing and making his way toward SHIELD's holding cells. Still completely unhappy and naturally assuming he's not going to run into anyone in the vents because - well, come on. It's a totally bum gig.]
[ That's true... at least he isn't Bruce though. Batdad has muscles growing on his muscle's muscles. He probably wouldn't bother with talking to this spider dude either, though. Dick thinks for a second that he should probably keep that in mind, but the world basically knows that there's multiple Batmen around now, so he's safe.
In a place that isn't even Gotham, etc. ]
Curiosity. I've seen a few people take up a mantle of a spider of some kind, but none of them could do anything like this. Looks like it's better than a grappling gun, even.
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