Imeeji: IC Continuations

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Previous:
Speed Dating [Day 32]
Mistletoe Game [Day 71]
Social Bingo [Day 101]

Includes:
B's Fancy Dance [Day 102]
Kissing Game [Day 124]
Mistletoe 2 [Day 187]
Objective Game [Day 223]
Tokyo-F Stamp Rally (Age Up and Age Down Event) [Day 245]

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

More like an invitation.

Unless you don't think you can handle it.

[rollplayinghouse]

[///]

...I looked through some dresses with B. He asked me to buy one for Angel.

[carnivorouscarnival]

Hah! Don't make me laugh.

[ he smirks. ]

If you want to know what it's like to submit to me, I'll give you everything you want and then some.

Kissing Game [Day 124]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Boss

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

[Nope.

Nopenopenopenope.

As soon as Joker comes anywhere near his neck, Intensity is kneeing him in the gut. Hard]

Cardigan

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

[Not backing up a centimeter]

Is that supposed to be a deterrent?

Commander.

King [1/2]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

[He's about to push himself to his elbows when he feels a sharp pointed weight on his chest, digging uncomfortably. This is not how this normally goes---

Oh.



Oh.

Are the cameras going to pick up the flush on his cheeks? Odds seem likely]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Time to deflect with his favorite defense mechanism - anger]

Shut up!

[Just not eloquent anger (if such a thing exists) this time around]

Re: Boss

[criminaljustice]

[oof

well. that's a mood killer.

but he's backing off, giving a small wheez.

simple "stop" would've worked fine!

oh wait, of course it's Intensity, s o.]

--ow?

Shrike

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

[Maybe slightly teasing]

Don't tell me you get bored of towering over people.

Whisky

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

You don't seem the huggy type.

Kohime

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

[How does one kiss a cat exactly? Just go for it and hope you don't get your face clawed off?

Sounds like a plan.

Despite her rigid posture, he's going to just lean in (one hand on her shoulder) and go in for a full kiss]

Maki

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

[Thinks about it.

Does he actually give an honest answer or---]

Yes, but I'd be equally opportunity pissed off at everyone. Not you specifically.

And I'd be sure to win next time.

Hurricane

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

[He's tense but has received and given enough hugs from Angel that he can manage the required arm motions and awkward patting]

Is there a rule 2?

Erika

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

Oh?

[Clearly not convinced]

How did you make it up to him?

Sunshine

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

[Cheekily:]

Prove it!

Nemesis

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

Some people are just workaholics.

[Light shrug]

Seems he's back at home though.

[rollplayinghouse]

[not particularly impressed]

I didn't say I would be pissed off at you specifically. Just that I would be a little jealous.

And there's no way to be sure to win.

Medusa

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Continued from here]

Good. I'm still looking for a virgin.

Re: Kohime

[purrrnicious]

[There's not much reaction for a moment, then she laughs breathlessly into the kiss before reaching up and cupping his face to pull him in juuuuuust a little, her claws scraping lightly along his scalp.

It's a good idea to continue to watch out for that face clawing off, though.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Sorry not sorry. Saying it out loud is admitting a weakness.

Also this is a more satisfying outcome]

That's certainly not how it went last time.

Re: Hurricane

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean, for this hug? Rule 2's ten seconds or bust.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You sure?

Whose won more kissing games? Me or you?

Re: Erika

[thinkoutsidethebox]

I didn't, obviously. I just told him that normally if I made him kiss my feet I'd do it without a compulsion, and he told me he respected the sentiment. We had a bit of discussion of the relative value of physical pain versus intellectual humiliation, and we both expressed disappointment that we liked competition but were playing in different leagues, so to speak. He called us tragic star-crossed enemies.

[puzzlekeeper]

[ Yes, good. Blush harder for him.

He presses more of his weight onto that foot, but lays it flat so that it's more heavy weight than sharp dig. ]

Sorry, I don't take orders from you. Or anyone.