KISSING GAME

[just_married]

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.

[ RULES | TURNIN | TOPLEVEL COMMENTS ]

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He just got rid of the useless garbage.

Tries to shove Joker against the nearest wall before he manages to make contact]

[criminaljustice]

[he succeeds and Joker's not really put off by this but he sure does make a vaguely disgruntled sound at the sudden change in positioning. rude, Intensity.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Leaning down to speak directly into Joker's ear]

Since this is a replay game, how about you and I also take a stroll down memory lane?

[criminaljustice]

[oh. boy.]

Depending how far back you go, I might be a bit fuzzy on the details.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then let me refresh your memory.

[And planting a rough kiss against the side of his neck, well above the collar.

This probably doesn't fit any of the three categories]

[criminaljustice]

[no it does not and in fact Joker does remember this somewhat, but he remembers it being a lot more angry and heated and post-terrible? vaguely.

but that part of his neck is still sensitive and Joker's grabbing hold of Intensity's lapels because ah fuck why is that so sensitive anyway?!]

--seem to remember... kissing you first.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Sorry. Can't talk.

Too busy marking him.

He'll sass-ily correct Joker in just a minute]

[criminaljustice]

[ffffffffffffffuck--where did Intensity even get the bright idea for the blast from the past anywa--oh wait. repeat game.

he really doesn't want to give him the satisfaction of hearing a noise from him, but also pretty sure like last time, Intensity's just going to work at it until he gets it and--ugh. he tries to bite back a sound but it escapes.

flustered?!]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[And once there is a suitably dark mark on Joker's neck, Intensity pulls slightly. Just enough to place a chaste kiss against the darkened skin before pulling back completely]

Too slow, Boss.

I can't always be bothered to wait for you to make the first move.

[criminaljustice]

[... WHO SAYS YOU'RE GOING ANYWHERE, MISTER?!

he's going to be using Hysmine's Blessing to try to hault Intensity back in close so he can get his damned kiss. ugh.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[I---



THIS SEEMS LIKE A BIT OF OVERKILL!

(But he's into it. Really really into it.)]

[criminaljustice]

[APPARENTLY, OVERKILL IS NECESSARY, is what Joker's getting out of this.

which is why he's also making a point to bite down on Intensity's lip. hard. not hard enough for blood, though, at least. too bad about them rules.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Too bad about them rules.

It's almost tempting to see if he can shift enough just to disqualify Joker, but---

Where would the fun in that be?

He makes a pleased hiss at the bite, kissing back roughly once Joker has let go of his lip]

[criminaljustice]

[where would the fun be, indeed.

indulging that with a bit of a grin, but also... it occurs to him that there's something else missing from this trip down memory lane--only pulling back enough to quickly get out:]

Forgot your line.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[It takes him a blink to get his bearings, but when he does]

Oh right.

What was that again?

You lose.

[criminaljustice]

[... actually he forgot that part and it gets a sharp laugh]

I was thinking--"don't start something you won't finish."

[hey.

Joker can has walling of Intensity action?]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Why yes. Yes, he can.

He grunts as his back hits the wall, but looks - well, pleased is not quite the right word. But it's close enough.

One hand reaches up to close over Joker's wrist]

I would never.

[criminaljustice]

Oh, no, never.

[anyway, pinning Intensity is fine and all but Joker's pressing in close and pointedly putting a knee between his legs before going in for a nice, hard (but not blood-letting hard, of course) bite at his neck.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Moved here]