Pretty Pretty Princess: Redux

[enterstageleft]

Who: Those Who Play Games
Where: The Game Tower
When: Day 300

[ Today you step out of the elevators and into the game room to find yourselves in an airy Grand Ballroom. Maybe, if you've been here long enough--you might recognize this room?

At the front of the room is a buffet table featuring finger sandwiches, petit fours, and savory pastries as well as a variety of small desserts complemented by bottoms-up turned teacups and steaming hot kettles set up for self-serve. From nowhere to be seen comes the sound of instruments playing. Up above, tethered to the ceiling, are what appear to be long curtains. …

The small, square tables feature place cards that as of yet are mysteriously empty, but other than that--there is nothing on the table. Those who have walked in and might prefer to walk out again will find they are mysteriously barred from exiting…. ]


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Comments

Re: ENDGAME

[sancrimony]

—eh!? I'm being punished!?

Re: ENDGAME

[mourningson]

There's no helping it. Surely you understand.

Re: ENDGAME

[sancrimony]

What did I do . . . !!

Re: ENDGAME

[mourningson]

[JUST GIVING HIM A SHITTY SMARMY GRIN]

Re: ENDGAME

[sancrimony]

[ TERRIBLE

leaning in to kiss him again, ]

Re: ENDGAME

[mourningson]

[he kisses him back, buuuut bites him as soon as he can

bad, feral, rotten]

Re: ENDGAME

[sancrimony]

[ he tastes like peaches/apricots.

he gasps against his lips, seizing up for a moment before going limp in his arms, an abruptly lewd noise escaping before his throat closes

#normalkissingreactions ]

Re: ENDGAME

[mourningson]

[that's a weirdly nice tas—...]







[did he kill him]

Re: ENDGAME

[sancrimony]

[ yes.

a faint tremor runs through his frame, expression dazed as his breath grows unsteady; regardless of whether dawn is still biting him or not his fingers start to curl, holding onto the other's suit, but if dawn is still biting, he'll hear the sound of a bare whimper coming from him ]

Re: ENDGAME

[mourningson]

[oh no. that's really good. dawn doesn't like being bitten, but turns out he likes doing the biting. not surprising in the least.

naturally he doesn't let up, enjoying the sounds he's making and urging for more with some harder bites]

Re: ENDGAME

[sancrimony]

[ holding onto him more tightly with trembling hands, whimpering again—his legs grow stiff as his muscles tense up and he shivers, little cries sounding like begging now

his weakness. . . dawn found it . . . ]

Re: ENDGAME

[mourningson]

[lucifel doesn't deserve this, and neither does dawn.

when he eventually pulls away, he's looking down at him with grin.

NO WORDS, JUST SHITTY GRINNING.]

1/2

[sancrimony]

[ significantly more winded than he really should be, looking to him with a glassy sort of gaze


slowly




slowly gathering his bearings ]

Re: ENDGAME

[sancrimony]

[ lets go of dawn's suit to cover his own face.



his life is over. ]

Re: ENDGAME

[mourningson]

[that is an a+++++ reaction, nevermind the fact that he himself needed to take a breather for a second there.

well. time to carry this princess at least half of the way to sensitiv with doodle for their shenanigans there.]

Re: ENDGAME

[sancrimony]

[ goodbye it is the end for him. it is the end for doodle too. fate/ servants defeated by one (1) dorito ]