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There should be some sort of official 'ok I am going to do a meme now' process, I think. Like, perhaps, a banner that says something like "MEME MEME MEME the MEMELIEST MEME TO EVER MEME". Not to be confused with Mem who is awesome and has a duck, or uh. I don't know, a character from La Boheme.

That said. Yes. A meme:

Pick one fandom (that I am familiar with) and, in a few lines or so, describe to me the concept for a GREAT MULTICHAPTER EPIC fanfic (you know the ones. Like those 50,000 Ranma 1/2 Apocalypse fanfics back in the day). Things like '[insert character here]'s TRAGIC BACKSTORY' or '[insert multiple characters here] must team up to save the world from...'. AU, future-tense, whacky weddings or otherwise: throw out your idea for some Big Stirring Plot...and I will (try) to write the final scene.

...also I reserve the right to refuse the touching, heartbreaking tale of The Uchiha Prostitution Ring because...no, just no.

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"Fool," said Rukia, buzzing in discontent. Her toes nearly left the ground.

After a moment of surveying the baffled crowd, she snorted. "Fools," she corrected, folding her arms. "You should all thank me, but I expect that none of you humans will have that courtesy!"

"...the hell are you," said the nicely dressed boy with the blonde hair. He was rubbing his eyes particularly hard, as though he recognized her from somewhere. "...weren't you dressed as a duc--"

"OH JUST CONSIDER ME A HELPING HAND," Rukia trilled, quickly turning every napkin in the room to a nice cheerful bunny pattern. "THE ONLY THANKS I NEED IS YOUR HAPPINESS, OH, OH KUROSAKI-KUN YOU ARE MAKING ME BLUSH--"

"You're really really loud," said the boyish girl, who was was helping up the one with the glasses. She didn't say anything about the lipstick smear on her cheek. She wasn't absorbing that little bit yet. "And how do you know his--"

"AND CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU ALL."

The big one with the messy hair blinked. "You're floating."

"--we're going now, Renji," hissed Rukia, hooking her fingers into her furry companion's collar. He gave a startled snarl.

"Hell no, not until you change me--"

They vanished in an impressive flash of glitter, happiness...but mostly just an impressive flash.

Left on their own accord, the wedding guests all stood around and, as seemed to be par for this course, looked confused.

"Huh," said Ichigo finally,"So, uh. Me and the guitar and the rose..."

"Forgotten," swore Tatsuki. "Long as we don't talk about the--"

"Got it....And Chad? Next time? Ask me before you take my sister out. Especially if there's going to be a musical number."

"...mm."

"Ok, long as we're clear."

"...I don't think..." wavered a feeble voice hanging off of Tatsuki's arm. So feeble, in fact, that all eyes turned upon him. "Anything is 'clear' at all, Kurosaki Ichigo..."

Ishida Uryuu lifted his head, squinted, and immediately fixed his glasses.

"Excuse me," he said, in a clipped voice. "I hope it's not too much trouble. But if anyone would care to tell me why I am in a wedding dress it would be very. much. appreciated..."