hope you grabbed popcorn!

[sockquest]

the “what’s on your camera roll?” meme

What’s on your camera roll? Selfies? Photos of your loved ones? Lurid videos taken at your latest house party that you forgot to delete? Something even more scandalous? Well, better hope it’s nothing too incriminating because it’s now being projected on the big screen (in slideshow form or as a straight-up mini-movie) for everyone to see! Feel free to provide commentary or narration… or just do your best to slink away before you’re recognized as the starring role/camera operator.

how to play

1. Post a comment with your character’s name, canon, and preferences in the subject line.

2. In the body of the comment, include a description, image, or gif of something from your character’s camera roll—this can be from their actual camera, a phone, GoPro, security cam footage, whatever! Just remember to warn and put it behind a link if you want to include actual NSFW images.

3. Whatever the source of the photos/video, it’s now being projected onto a big screen for everyone else to see. Feel free to include your character’s commentary/narration on what they’re seeing… or just their general reaction to having their private images blasted into other people’s eyeballs.

4. Grab some popcorn and tag into other people’s top-levels with your character’s reactions to their impromptu screening sessions!

Comments

Boba Fett | Star Wars Legends | OTA | cw: snuff, asphyxiation, arson

[concord_dawned]

[ Hope you were prepared for snuff because that is definitely helmet feed of some poor barve spasming out his last on a dirty warehouse floor. It's not quite clear what's killing him, but it looks gruesome—his face is in the process of turning a deep shade of purple. The camera operator waits for the writhing to die down a bit, then steps closer, leaning over the body. The dying man's swollen tongue protrudes between his teeth. ]

Hutts pay extra for images of a target's death.

[ This, said by a figure encased in dull green Mandalorian armor, standing off to the side as the footage plays. His voice is matter-of-fact—neither ashamed nor excited by the events captured by his helmet feed.

The video plays on. It lingers on the man's face for a moment more, then turns away as the cameraman walks back a few paces. When he turns again in the direction of the now-corpse, one can see more than a dozen drum-like canisters stacked next to the body. There is a pause, a click—and then the sudden hiss of ignition. A gout of fire shoots out from the cameraman's position, engulfing the canisters in bright orange flames—

Flames that go on. And on. And on. There is so much fire. Frankly a ridiculous amount of fire. So much fire that when it finally stops, there's nothing left but a blackened, smoldering heap in the middle of the warehouse. The camera stays fixed on the sight of it for a moment more—and then the feed cuts out.

There is a pause.

When the armored figure speaks again, he sounds almost cheerful. ]

They didn't pay me not to do that.

[bladedemon]

Hoooh, best part of merc work, being paid to do the fun stuff.

[ Not that he minded such grisly scenes, he himself has caused plenty with those swords of his whenever it came down to it. Despite being of different kinds of mercenary he could definitely respect that in his own case given you had to do what you had to do for survival or excitement to begin with.

Then again, he almost wondered what the hell he even used to cause the poor bastard to suffocate like that. Normally if it were plant based he'd know it but that had something in particular about it that said it wasn't part of his own norm. ]

Sadly I don't have any in particular of my kills, they were all people I got into fights with one on one style or I fought my way through their men to get them.

I've killed a prince even before, that one was actually pretty fun.

[ Especially after he had the chance to cut off the bastards arm before he could strike him in the last attempt he had to get the kill before his reinforcements arrived. ]