Ronald McDonald |ドナルド・マクドナルド (
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TNDG 4 - ENDGAME
[So you're at the Halloween dance, and maybe you're fighting robots or each other, or maybe you were just hanging out and eating pizza? Either way, there's a new door in the building... or maybe one you simply didn't notice before? It opens, and inside there is a well-lit TV stage, upon which there are several freestanding doors with names of all the surviving participants. A monitor in the corner displays the face of Ronald McDonald.]
All right, kids! Game's over! Thanks to all your tomfoolery, our sponsors pulled out, and we can't even afford prizes. Get on out of here, you little shits!
((Here's your endgame post! The doors will drop off each person where they were kidnapped (or will drop someone else where the person whose name is listed was kidnapped). Say goodbye, yell at the hosts, go back and bob for apples?))
All right, kids! Game's over! Thanks to all your tomfoolery, our sponsors pulled out, and we can't even afford prizes. Get on out of here, you little shits!
((Here's your endgame post! The doors will drop off each person where they were kidnapped (or will drop someone else where the person whose name is listed was kidnapped). Say goodbye, yell at the hosts, go back and bob for apples?))
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[i knew you could earn a dex bonus]
[You don't think you see anything? But then his hand stiffens abruptly and he can't help making a little noise. Maybe you found something?]
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Am I hurting you? Sorry. Wait a moment.
[Pinches out another piece of glass.]
I don't think I'll be able to help much more if you broke any bones... you'd better get a healer back home to look at this.
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[he lets out a breath]
Yyyes, I'll set up an appointment.
[...he should probably use words and say something else]
Please,
[...that was not the right word]
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[Pauses the movements of his fingers.]
...What's wrong?
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[(nah, he's not so lucky)]
--I meant. Thank you. I'm not used to being around hero-types.
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[even while fussing like somebody's gossipy aunt, he does an increasingly poor job of not looking embarrassed]
Anyway, I, I thought you should know...
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[Let's go of his hand, after lingering a little too long.]
I'm sorry... for my carelessness. I'm not sure exactly what happened down there, but I've made people worry.
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[grabs his hand back, grip clammy but firm, taking a few beats just to feel the pulse in his fingers.]
You did. I couldn't--
[he grips his hand tighter, looking down, taking a breath]
...For future reference, don't stick metal things into boxes full of electricity. It's a bad idea.
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[Leaves Ragnell sticking in the ground so he can put his other hand around Kaiba's.]
...Kaiba. It's over now. I don't have to do anything like that again. And neither do you.
[Drops his hold. Then pulls him closer and wraps his arms snugly around him.]
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[but also fuck it hugging back kinda awkwardly yet firmly, like someone unfamiliar with what he's doing but damned game to try to work it out. (hhhow does this even work when one of you isn't super tiny. hand placement?? and where is your head supposed to go, shit)]
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it's a great fuckin haircut???
which he does not protest about, not only because he is not a mind reader and thus was technically unaware of the comment, but also because very shortly after all of the air in his body left him in a very long and shuddery sigh. maybe a death rattle? he hadn't expected to end up in heaven, but probably the other shoe will drop soon, tell Mokuba he loved him]
[...also he gives Ike a ninja-quick peck on the mouth since he's tired of overthinking it! plus, no matter what, it still won't be the worst idea he's had today]
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[Ike stops relaxing into the hug because that little gesture startles him. He brings the tips of his fingers to his lips like he's trying to comprehend what just happened so fast while he had his eyes closed, and by the goddesses, he's actually blushing a little red.]
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[Of course, now it seems kind of awkward to be so, er, intimately close, so (with some effort) he loosens his grip and at least thinks about stepping back to a more appropriate distance]
...
[...Again, not the least helpful reply he's made today either]
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[Ike tenses as he feels Kaiba's grip lighten, and finds himself leaning in closer again to follow him. He brushes his own lips over Kaiba's in a brief, fumbling, spontaneous kiss of his own.]
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yyyeah he's gonna dive back in then; blushy and fumbling is all well and good but if he's only got one shot at this, it's gonna be one with seto kaiba-levels of enthusiasm, sorry]
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[Ike clearly doesn't know what to do with himself here so he lets Kaiba's enthusiasm drive the kiss. He opens his mouth just slightly and grips Kaiba's lapels tightly in his fists, pulling him close.]
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great? Kaiba's knees wobble dangerously because while he will swear up and down he does not have a costume kink the weight and warmth of another human body against his is pretty damned amazing and the sad scraps of fabric Ike's wearing doesn't hurt that in the least. Ike taking some control is even less of a minus, and he staggers backwards to maintain balance, a small and very disapproving voice reminding him he should probably not be doing this in the middle of wherever they are but!!!]
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