Ardashir ibn Ahmadi | Yasuragi-no-Mikoto (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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imeeji_frontstage2019-06-05 12:24 pm
just_married) wrote in imeeji_frontstage2019-06-05 12:24 pm
Entry tags:
- !days 121-130,
- !games,
- jacob cross,
- ruler | kotomine shirou,
- ♪ arisato minato,
- ♪ fujiwara katsue,
- ♪ hidaka ken,
- ♪ kadoya tsukasa,
- ♪ kumon kaito,
- ♪ kurusu akira,
- ♪ mutou yugi,
- ♪ ozymandias,
- ♪ shinguji korekiyo,
- ♪ todoroki shouto,
- ♪ tsukinaga leo,
- ♭ * loki and yasuragi,
- ♭ atem,
- ♭ furudo erika,
- ♭ kaiba seto,
- ♭ kitagawa yusuke,
- ♭ niounomiya izumu,
- ♭ randolph orlando,
- ♭ song hana,
- ♯ angra mainyu,
- ♯ harukawa maki,
- ♯ kano shuuya,
- ♯ leonardo watch,
- ♯ matoi ryuko,
- ♯ miya atsumu,
- ♯ miya osamu,
- ♯ nero,
- 𝄳 moriyama shiemi,
- 𝄳 yona
KISSING GAME
Who: idols
Where: game tower!
When: day 124 evening onwards
[ the game alert goes off again! once you’ve all managed to extract yourselves from the fanmail and made your way to the game tower... you’ll find a familiar face waiting for you.
floating roughly in the center of the lobby, seated crosslegged in midair with a scroll unfurled across his lap, Yasuragi is dressed more or less thusly, hands gloved, feet bare, and hair splayed uncharacteristically loose over his shoulders. He looks neither particularly Taisho-like nor particularly regal, but the deliberately lazy poise in the curve of his spine and the curl of his toes is unmistakable. ]
Hello, old friends.
I’d say we’ve come to put on a show for you all, but it’s rather more the other way around, now, isn’t it? Although I’ve come to “host,” the game this time was arranged by my cohort. They’re far too shy to show their faces, but they're quite delighted to act as your audience from here on. One of my girls is with child, so do pass along your well wishes, if you care to.
[ shifts one knee up, lets his other leg dangle, and rolls the scroll shut ]
Well, regardless, you should be looking to impress them soon enough.
[ waves the scroll aside, and it vanishes with the gesture. meanwhile, the rules appear on your phones. ]
Approach all different sorts of people and make nice with them, shall we call it. One per title, and do feel so inclined to pry around to find an appropriate candidate for one or two of them.
[ he smiles. ]
Call it a reward for an oft-scorned talent. I am in the business of something akin to redress, now, after all. To put it bluntly, this lot of mine has arranged nothing but a test of your shamelessness. Naturally, your judges all excel in the area. Give them your very best, now.
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Where: game tower!
When: day 124 evening onwards
[ the game alert goes off again! once you’ve all managed to extract yourselves from the fanmail and made your way to the game tower... you’ll find a familiar face waiting for you.
floating roughly in the center of the lobby, seated crosslegged in midair with a scroll unfurled across his lap, Yasuragi is dressed more or less thusly, hands gloved, feet bare, and hair splayed uncharacteristically loose over his shoulders. He looks neither particularly Taisho-like nor particularly regal, but the deliberately lazy poise in the curve of his spine and the curl of his toes is unmistakable. ]
Hello, old friends.
I’d say we’ve come to put on a show for you all, but it’s rather more the other way around, now, isn’t it? Although I’ve come to “host,” the game this time was arranged by my cohort. They’re far too shy to show their faces, but they're quite delighted to act as your audience from here on. One of my girls is with child, so do pass along your well wishes, if you care to.
[ shifts one knee up, lets his other leg dangle, and rolls the scroll shut ]
Well, regardless, you should be looking to impress them soon enough.
[ waves the scroll aside, and it vanishes with the gesture. meanwhile, the rules appear on your phones. ]
Approach all different sorts of people and make nice with them, shall we call it. One per title, and do feel so inclined to pry around to find an appropriate candidate for one or two of them.
[ he smiles. ]
Call it a reward for an oft-scorned talent. I am in the business of something akin to redress, now, after all. To put it bluntly, this lot of mine has arranged nothing but a test of your shamelessness. Naturally, your judges all excel in the area. Give them your very best, now.
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So. Category?
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Do you have preference?
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Yeah, it looks that way.
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Or...
[... ugh. ok. just do it.]
Number 15?
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Don't blush, Silk. Don't blush. Don't do it.
Too late she's blushing. She'll pretend like she's not. Why are feelings like this.]
Okay. 15.
1/2
cheeks are going pink in answer and he's grinning a bit as he reaches out to put an arm around her waist and reel her in closer.]
15 it is.
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thought of which has his heart pounding a little and he's maybe forgetting about the game a little.]
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Her heart is pounding, too. And also she's biting at his lower lip. Just a little. Teasing a bit. Because who's going to stop her.]
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a hand of his might be going into her hair to give a bit of a tug so he can stop her--but only so he can return the biting favor]
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amuses her, actually.
She huffs softly, and murmurs against his lips]
See? I told you I could handle a little hair pulling.
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If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't've done it.
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