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…. ]


Tables || Sign Ups || Game Rules || Items & Effects || Turn In & Winning Criteria || FAQ || Talk to the Host

Comments

[crossmyheartandhope]

And?

[Nudging at her]

[unbr8kable]

...Missed you being a fish. That's one of my great regrets. I coulda gone into the deeps and watched you in your natural habitat.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Sorry, dude. That one I can't make come true.

[unbr8kable]

You just gotta learn how to scuba. Bet they got tanks in the store.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Pretty sure that ain't the same.

[Poking at her]

And you're totally changing the subject again. You gotta tell me at least one thing you want, for real.

[unbr8kable]

You saying you couldn't be graceful under the sea even not being a fish? 'Cause somehow I doubt that...

[And after batting at his poking hand, she grabs his wrist to tug him over instead]

[crossmyheartandhope]

I dunno, dude, I'm pretty bad at swimming. Guess I could give it a go, though.

[Lets himself be tugged, going easily to settle in against her]

Every time you try and change the subject, though, you gotta tell me one more thing you want. New rule, I just made it up. So you're at two, now.

[unbr8kable]

Maybe I just got something I wanted. And I'm pretty sure you're the one changing the subject.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Up to three, dude. You better start making wishes or you're gonna have me waiting on you hand and foot all day.

Or maybe that's the plan?

[unbr8kable]

...Guess it has been a while since you pulled out the old maid uniform...

[crossmyheartandhope]

Four, unless the outfit's wish number one.

[unbr8kable]

[Pokes him in the side]

How is that changing the subject? You brought this subject up, talking about your desire to be a manservant! You're railroading me into your order kink!

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Flushing very dark, but rallies enough to reply]

You're super changing the subject from telling me what you want, which you still ain't done, and that's five.

[unbr8kable]

I want you to admit to your order kink. That's one.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Dude, that's cheating.

[unbr8kable]

Don't change the subject! Unless getting strongarmed into it's part of the appeal...

[crossmyheartandhope]

Is that seriously your first wish?

[unbr8kable]

[Shifts to lean into him instead]

You rather I had a different one?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I'm just, like. Confirming.

[Somehow an even darker red,]

This is about what you want, remember?

[unbr8kable]

Maybe I want a lot of things.

[She loops an arm over his waist; sets her chin on his shoulder]

...Seeing you blush like that generally does end up high on the list, though.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Flushing deeper,]

Yeah, well. Pretty sure that comes as a bonus.

[unbr8kable]

Lucky me!

[She settles against him, a leg hooked around his]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Leans back against her, a little too readily - more readily than his usual, even, which takes some doing]

Lucky you.

So since you got your bonus... what're the five for-real wishes?

[unbr8kable]

I don't need five wishes, real or fake.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Don't need em, maybe, but you got em.