Game 2, Day 3

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ Did everybody sleep well? At promptly 6 AM, or at least what the tablets proclaim to be 6 AM, Ronald bursts in with the morning announcements. ]

Good morning, kids! Today we have a fantastic new game for you to play, and we think you'll have a lot of fun! It's fun, it's a classic, iiiiiiiiit's



[ The feed switches off, but only for a second before flicking back on so Ronald can add: ]

Oh, by the way, Seven died trying to escape.

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[jinglebros]

Compliment. What else would it be?

[ MISTAKE? ]

[golden_dream]

[snorts] I wasn't expecting any compliments to my legs when I'm wearing an ankle-length skirt. How old are you, exactly?

[jinglebros]

[ He shrugs. ]

Sometimes you can just tell! I'm 24.

[golden_dream]

Really? I would've guessed 16.

Anyway, stand back. Here comes your cartwheel.

[she'll just... set her folded jacket on a table or chair, or something in the meantime]

[jinglebros]

You know, you're not the first one to guess that.

[ He stands back, even while he pouts. ]

[golden_dream]

[at the last minute, she kicks off her high-heels too]

...

[she has no idea what she's doing, so she actually tries to turn he body sideways to start it...]

Aaah!

[and then, with a little shout... propel herself forward]

[she'll sort of... get to a headstand, then topple over on to her stomach]

[jinglebros]

Shit! Are you okay?

[ He dashes forward. ]

[golden_dream]

[groans]

...That depends. Was that good enough, or do I have to do it again?

[jinglebros]

It was good enough. I'll let you off the hook.

[golden_dream]

I think I embarrassed myself enough.

[she starts to move to get up, then looks at him]

...Don't help me, or anything.

[jinglebros]

Oh! [ He offers his hand to her. ] Here you go.

[golden_dream]

Thank you.

[she'll accept that hand up.]

[jinglebros]

I'll let you embarrass me with a dare now. Anything you want.

[golden_dream]

...Hm.

The dressing rooms have some makeup. Let me give you a make-over, then ask one of your friends for their opinion.

[jinglebros]

[ Santa wrinkles his nose. ]

I haven't done that shit since June was a kid.

[golden_dream]

Then it should be worth a fair number of points, shouldn't it?

If it's too much, I'll think of something else.

[jinglebros]

[ Determination flashes in his eyes. ]

No, it's not. Let's do it.

[golden_dream]

All right. Let's do this in my room.

[and... proceeding to the dressing room?]

[jinglebros]

[ he follows! ]

[golden_dream]

[and... assuming he doesn't squirm or protest too much, she'll use the makeup there (and even some from her own cosmetics bag) to make him up]

...Okay, done. Do you feel prettier?

[jinglebros]

[ He stays perfectly still, even if he doesn't want to. Then he looks in the mirror. ]

....I feel like a princess.

[ Deadpan. ]

[golden_dream]

Good for you. It smudges easily, so don't rub your face without thinking about it.

[jinglebros]

[ Good for her to say that, he was nearly about to do that. ]

So who are we showing me off to?

[golden_dream]

[shrugs]

You're herewith friends, right? Who would you be most embarrassed to show off in front of?

[jinglebros]

[ He turns white. ]

I'm not drunk enough for that!!!!

[ Takes a deep breath. GO HARD OR GO HOME, KURASHIKI ]

I don't care about Clover. Lotus is a bitch, but whatever. June I don't care. Seve - [ He trails off and then quickly moves on. ] - Snake can't even fucking see.

[ HE'S NOT MENTIONING SOMEONE ]