Lovelocked & Airlicked: the Airlocked kink meme

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shamelessly ripped from the Dangan Roleplay Kink Meme

GUIDELINES/RULES:

1. All requests- smut, fluff, gen or otherwise (alternate murders, anyone?)- are welcome so long as it's about Airlocked.
2. Fic and art fills are all good.
3. This is for all rounds of Airlocked. Intermingled cast requests ("what if so-so and so-so from this and that round met?" and this includes "IC" requests from the canon Airlocked fandom all over the galaxy) are acceptable.
4. Stay anon because it's funner that way.
5. There's going to be enough dicks to go around we don't need you to be one too.
6. Use proper trigger/content warnings for sensitive and/or offensive subjects, just like you would in Airlocked proper.
7. This is a judge free zone, however, I only ask that you be mindful of character ages, esp. in regards to the younger characters.
8. If you do not want your character to be involved with the smut or things that make you uncomfortable please contact me. This is ultimately just for fun and I would hate for it to become upsetting for anyone.
9. Respect player wishes if they ask to not have their character be in smut or anything out of their comfort zone.

Have fun, darlings! If any rules are violated please don't hesitate to to alert one of the mods.

 

 

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

The Executive Producer shuddered, hovering over the phone. Dealing with that corporation was hard back when they were normal, what with all the cross-world communication, but after a few of their games had gone wrong, the ones being run now were barely related to the initial program. Of course, Airlocked! would never have that problem. It was universes away, and the audience was less sadistic, convinced that none of it was real. And the final trial system? No way would they run something that way. But in the city they'd first tested their dimension system on, and in the many places set up in different worlds like it, things had gone... a little differently.

They missed Hilda. Her dry wit was entertaining, even as she made it clear who she was judging (everyone) and how (usually badly). Unfortunately, they'd heard a few months before season one aired, Hilda had been executed, and her survivors... had they won? Apparently, but the next thing E.P. knew, there was only one survivor there, and he'd run his own game. His own short, failed game, quickly followed up by one his own winners ran. Nice list of what not to do while running a murder simulator, they thought. But now Hilda's notes had been taken to another world (and her body, though who knew what the new mastermind was going to do with that, was he into taxidermy?) and there was someone new to deal with. They'd received a letter noting that the new one had a few too many bodies for his experiment, at least four worlds where he went for one person and ended up with two, and maybe E.P. could talk him into giving some of the extra players over.

Of course, they could deal with anybody. Use exact phrasing, lures and threats in tandem, and once someone knew they'd made a mistake, remind them they were in too deep. It had worked with enough players and any InterGal 7 employee with a high enough security clearance to know that this wasn't just a show. The murdergame industry was so fascinating, but oh, as easy to play as ever. But this man...

On second thought, they thought to themselves, let's let Rindekx from marketing deal with it.