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Open Post: Now in 2020

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ The above muses are the ones I currently feel the most confident in and/or am currently voicetesting. You can also consult my muse list and request one of my other muses, although depending on the character I may be either slower or just not feeling it.
♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line!
♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/whatever tickles your fancy! Some possible memes/AUs to exploit for prompts or general ideas are the Random Scenario Meme, Scenario Generator, Caught in the Rain Meme, Winter Wonderland Meme, Jamjar Meme, Shared Dreaming, Body Heat Meme, Train to the Afterlife, Pokemon AU, Harry Potter AU or Ultimate Talent Development Plan AU for Dangan Ronpa characters.
♛I'm open to most types of scenarios. The main exceptions are that I don't play smut (nsfw elements are still fine in threads with characters other than Steven), and I prefer to avoid threads that are at extremes of being dark/depressing/violent.
♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.

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[But he's so cute when he's embarrassed! Still, she'll let him off a little with a laugh.]

Okay, then maybe a favorite story?

[This isn't her way in trying to learn more about him or anything, nnnoope.]

[How merciful of her!]

Okay! [At least that's more pleasant to think about. Now his smile grows more fond as he thinks back.]

One of them would be one time when, uh, I didn't get a job. I was feeling really down! They had caused so much trouble the day before. But then, they each came together and did something thoughtful for me. Louie sent me a phone call from a hotline for 'best uncle in the world'. Dewey gave me a pretend interview where he treated me like a celebrity, and Huey read me a bunch of statistics about all sorts of incredible things I could still do at my age! I felt like I was back on my feet in no time.

It was really sweet of them!

[As she listens, she notices that fond look in his eyes and the warmth of his smile as he talks about his nephews. It's not the first time she's listened to parents or others talk about their kids or younger relatives, and while she never completely ignores them, this is one of the few times she avidly listens. And as she listens she can hear a little more about the boys' personalities and get a glimpse of their relationship with Donald.

It really was sweet, and she's already smiling by the end of it.]

Did you get the job?

[Come to think of it, she had just assumed he was a musician of some kind because of they met, but she wonders if that's really all.]

[She seems to be hanging onto his story and enjoying it. He feels proud of that! And a warmth tingles within him. It's not often that anyone pays that much attention to him! Especially when he's easily overshadowed by his uncle or Cousin Gladstone.

But then, Daisy's already shown herself as someone who understands him like no one else.

He does look down at her question, somewhat ashamed.]

Uh... N-no. I didn't get that one. [Almost all of his job hunt stories have the same ending.]

[That actually surprises her and it shows.]

Really? What were you applying for?

[He seems like a capable guy...]

Which one was that? Lemme remember. [He has to think back through all the disasterous job interviews. They blur together after a while!]

Oh right! I was trying to be a waiter. The interview actually went well. But then, on my way out... I slipped.

What? Just for that?

Guess it's a good thing if they were going to be that strict about it.

[He holds up a hand, and then continues.]

...And knocked over every plate in the dining room trying to stop myself.

[Donald looks haunted.]

I never saw that much tomato sauce before...

...O-oh...

[Alright. This is awkward.]

I'm sorry about that. But they weren't all that bad, were they...?

No, not every interview was. Sometimes they just couldn't understand a word I said.

[He frowns and heaves a sigh.]

I'm sorry. The truth is I'm really unlucky, and a lot of my stories show that.

[She still doesn't understand why no one can understand Donald when she hears him perfectly. Did he really sound so different?

But when he tells her he's unlucky, she just frowns and straightens up a bit to look at him square in the eye.]

Well you can't be that unlucky. You've had a few rough spots...maybe a lot, but you have a supportive family including nephews who help make a scheme to give you your big break. [Even if it didn't quite work out in the end and she has a hunch that Louie was using his uncle for his own goal but there was probably some genuine interest in helping his uncle...probably. Let's just stick with the good points ahahaha. Plus...

Some might be shy to say what she's about to say next, but instead Daisy brims with confidence as she grins a little.]

And you met me. That has to count for something, right?

[All right, so it's also meant as a kind of joke, but she also means it. She thinks their chance encounter today was fairly lucky herself despite the circumstances that led up to it.]

[As she reminds him of everything that he has to be lucky for, it brings a smile back to his face. She doesn't think he's a loser ~~outside of gagtags~~ and she can still point out all the brightness in his life. He glances gently back towards her, and he answers her last point with gusto.]

Of course it does! [He said that more sincerely than he meant, and he quickly/shyly goes on.]

I- I mean, you're right. Thanks for pointing it out! I know that, no matter how many unlucky situations I end up in, I have a lot to be lucky for too. Mostly the people I know! Like my family, and - and now you, too.

[Now he bashfully looks past her, towards the water that gently ebbs and flows near them, and the ocean breeze blows at their feathers.]

[...Awww, he really is so sweet. Yet again, from anyone else she'd find such words cheesy, but coming from Donald it just makes her feel warm and maybe a little bit of that heart flutter. Maybe.]

That's right, so don't forget it, okay?

[And a little tap to the tip of his beak—duck version of a nose boop. But then her own gaze turns away slightly as she sighs a little.]

But I do know what you mean. Can't say my life has been filled with a lot of luck, either. [Not as bad as Donald's, clearly, but she feels like there's been more downs than ups. But she doesn't let that stop her and she knows Donald is the same.] But maybe I can help you out.

You said you can sail, right? Why not find work involving that?

[Maybe?! While Donald's heart has pretty much been perpetually in a flurry while they've been talking.

Donald blushes as she taps his nose and gently nods at her question. And then he looks on more sympathetically.]

I'm sorry that you've had bad luck, too. [Maybe they're both lucky to have met.]

Yep, I can sail alright! I just have to find the right job. My own boat isn't good for long journeys, and I don't want to leave the family for too long.

What about working for a local company then? Like... [She thinks for a moment before her eyes brighten with an idea.] What about one of those event cruises? You know, the kind where people throw parties while circling the bay?

[He does brighten up at that suggestion.]

Ooh! That's not a bad idea at all! That would actually be kinda fun. I'll have to look into that!

[Donald glances right at her, with a grin.]

And if I'm lucky, maybe some of those parties will have the best party planner in town working on them...

[She gives him a coy smile.]

Maybe, but you'll have to prove your stuff, first. I might even be able to put in a good word with some connections I have.

[She's now looking at him with an expectant smile. Hint hint invite her out for sailing—]

Oh? [He just looks befuddled for a moment.

But then, his face lights up.]

Oh! Of course! I'll take a boat out for a test sail and prove how good I am! Why don't you come along a-and act as the judge? [And the date, is what his gaze and his smile also seem to ask as he looks back at her.]

I thought you'd never ask.

[Her own smile and eyes warm with a small light of excitement and anticipation.]

It's been a while since I've been on a boat, so I look forward to it. What kind of boat will it be? Anything I should bring? [More importantly what should she wear?]

It's a houseboat! It's nice and big and spacious? Or- or maybe I'll rent something smaller and faster to really show what I can do! [Donald is ready to try to break the bank to impress her.]

Um, maybe bring some sunglasses? [If they do use the houseboat, a lot of things will be provided already.] And your loveliest smile! [He just, tries to make that line work.]

Oooh, a houseboat? You really are a man of the sea, huh? [She can't help but tease a little, but she really does think it pretty cool.] But I don't want you to go out of your way. [As sweet as it is as she can tell he's trying to impress her.] So I wouldn't mind visiting it sometime.

[Though as soon as she says that, she wonders if that's actually being a little forward?? Since isn't that basically like visiting his home...? ...Just going to play it cool. Totally fine, totally normal, just going to stress the boat part and treat it no different than if she was visiting someone's yacht or something. Yeah. (Not like she's been on any of those either.)]

But my "loveliest" smile, huh? I have a lot of different ones, so you'll have to tell me which one that is.

[And she's going to give him one right now to tease him a bit, her hands held behind her back as she leans towards him just a little for a more coquettish pose.

Normally she'd be put off by such clumsy, direct advances, but once again, Donald makes it charming instead.]

[He puffs up his chest proudly at being considered a man of the sea!]

I guess I am! [He's flattered that she's going for the houseboat instead. If also self conscious.] I'd be happy to give you a tour anytime. ...A-anytime that's planned in advance! [...So he has time to tidy up and make sure no one gets in the way. He's already embarrassed thinking about some messes around the house she could come across.

And then as she leans towards him and asks that question, he blushes and becomes shy again.]

Hmmm, th-that's a tough one! A-all your smiles are so pretty...! [His sincerity rings in his words, at least.]

[She expected that kind of answer, but she can't help but giggle, anyway.]

Aww, Donald, you're going to make me blush.

[Just a small playful tap of his arm.]

I bet you say that to all the girls.

[He giggles bashfully and bats a hand at the air.]

Nuh-uh! No other girls are anything like you. [He's never felt inspired to drop lines like these before!]

[God these two flirts. If the triplets were watching they'd probably be gagging.

But she just smiles and flips her hair a little.]

Well of course—you'll be hard pressed to find anything who could match me. [Half-serious, half-joking around a bit.] But those girls are missing out. It's going to be tough finding a sweet, earnest guy like you out there.

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