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Who: you!
Where: game tower => park => home, somewhere in this quadrant of the city
When: Day 71, evening

[ i said i wasn't posting an overflow and then you guys got to 2k already anyway

for those who pass by the Game Tower, your phones will blip with the instructions to the game. It looks like even if you didn't actually come in for the beginning, you can still participate. . . !

The hot chocolate is gone, though. It's still snowing outside too. Well, maybe there could be hot chocolate in the kitchen - ! If you make it, that is - both in the sense of heating up the chocolate yourself as well as in the sense, of, well. There are at least a bazillion mistletoes in your way and we have at least two kissing demons here, so. . . Fight hard. ]

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I don't know its origin, but, no, I can safely say Santa's not involved in this. I don't think he really cares who is kissing who.

[ plucks a sprig of mistletoe. ]

Caught under the mistle... toe...

[ too smol to prove a point, well shit. ]

[laughs (but it's not a mean laugh?)]

Might want taller shoes for that one, kiddo.

[ it's ok to laugh. his height is very much a joke. ]

I wonder if I could argue platform shoes as a part of the pep! uniform.

Could get those sneakers that're heels, that counts, right? Or like...big wheel rollerblades.

As long as it's part sneaker it should. Oh man could you imagine a seat of rollerblades coupled with my quick as a wink ability?

[ it'd be a beautiful disaster! ]

Do it, that sounds amazing. You'd be faster than even the other guys with the power, right?

I would think so! If we can rig a cart or a wagon or something, then you could come along for the ride too.

You're not gonna get too tired? I'm not forcing you on rickshaw duty just 'cause your powers mean you can beat me in a foot race.

A short trip shouldn't kill me. I've been working on my endurance. And besides, it'll be more fun with a buddy.

Fair enough. If nothing else, there's someone to navigate if you get lost. But sure, I'll be your crossfit tire to drag around. Later you could get someone else to race, too.

It could kind of be like those old timey chariot races. [ but, y'know, with a lot less dignity. ] I could see if my unimates want to join in too!

Exactly! Could make a competition out of it, win a few points.

When we're not drowning in mistletoe I'll have to bring it up to them.

But speaking of... [ curls a finger at her to lean closer. ]

[hesitates, but only a little]

Okay. Uh, if you’re sure.

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Did you want to play the game?

Don't remember ever having choices on whether or not you had to play one of these things.

This one seems a bit more lax, but, uhm, [ chews on his lip nervously. ] do you mind if I, uh, y'know...

[oh no...rocks back on her heels]

...Um. ...Might wanna stand on the curb or something, height boost and all...

[ he'll look to his back and then get onto the curb and... it doesn't seem to help much. even stands on his tip toes!!! ]

[oh nooo]

[actually she chuckles a bit, light, and leans in a bit. she's not that much taller than him, at least on tiptoes on the curb when she leans down a bit... (should've gotten him those heels after all??)]

[ he's going to have to invest in a pair of heels, because he's apparently one of the shortest people in imeeji. ]

[ he appreciates her bending down, so he can lean up and give her a chaste peck on the cheek! ]

((intensity DOES know how to make rocket boots. maybe get some sort of low-hover to add a meter or so... anyway, here))

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