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OPEN | mistletoe? its august
the mistletoe meme.
Congrats! You're stuck under the mistletoe with someone. Pucker up, buttercup. It could be forced, or it could be normal--it's your choice!
it's august and i'm sad, lets be self indulgent.
the mistletoe meme.
Congrats! You're stuck under the mistletoe with someone. Pucker up, buttercup. It could be forced, or it could be normal--it's your choice!
it's august and i'm sad, lets be self indulgent.
[hello gu yun
there's a pair of hands that are covering your eyes from behind! they're warm and tan and soft. teehee.]
there's a pair of hands that are covering your eyes from behind! they're warm and tan and soft. teehee.]
[It's your familiar(?) robot partner. Though she didn't look like this for most of the game, this is how she looks now that she's gone back to the Digital World full time.
Still, she clearly speaks with Kyoko's voice, slightly amused at being under this when she currently has no mouth.]
Have you heard of the story of Balder and mistletoe?
Still, she clearly speaks with Kyoko's voice, slightly amused at being under this when she currently has no mouth.]
Have you heard of the story of Balder and mistletoe?
[ absolutely not
by which i mean!!! it is absolutely nowhere near any sort of christmas season. it's just another day in the eighth galaxy, and on another day in the galaxy, the prime minister lu bixing is up to something. he's made his way to the office of the silver fleet commander today, just a hop skip and a jump from the prime minister's own, sauntering up to the slightly ajar door with his hands folded behind his back.
said prime minister pads into lin jingheng's office, nudges the heavy oak door open with his hip, and leans against the doorframe. (sexily) (he made sure he looked cute in the mirror before he came up the stairs.) ]
Hello, handsome; do you have any lunch plans?
by which i mean!!! it is absolutely nowhere near any sort of christmas season. it's just another day in the eighth galaxy, and on another day in the galaxy, the prime minister lu bixing is up to something. he's made his way to the office of the silver fleet commander today, just a hop skip and a jump from the prime minister's own, sauntering up to the slightly ajar door with his hands folded behind his back.
said prime minister pads into lin jingheng's office, nudges the heavy oak door open with his hip, and leans against the doorframe. (sexily) (he made sure he looked cute in the mirror before he came up the stairs.) ]
Hello, handsome; do you have any lunch plans?
[ this is, probably, actually, fei du's fault.
it's within his power to deck a place out in so much mistletoe that it makes it a veritable minefield, but wenzhou suspects it above all else. but he'll go along with it either way. he's tall enough that he can stretch and reach one of the lower hanging ones, and doesn't hesitate to take it with him, making his way along to where fei du is milling.
with it behind his back. totally slick. definitely. ]
it's within his power to deck a place out in so much mistletoe that it makes it a veritable minefield, but wenzhou suspects it above all else. but he'll go along with it either way. he's tall enough that he can stretch and reach one of the lower hanging ones, and doesn't hesitate to take it with him, making his way along to where fei du is milling.
with it behind his back. totally slick. definitely. ]
[flayn is... weaving flower crowns, today!
for yin yu, she weaves one with lavender, honeysuckles, and forget-me-nots... but, she also weaves in a few sprigs of mistletoe, too. by now, he has probably grown savvy to her "yin yu, we should go for a walk! oh no... it appears i have led us right through a doorway with mistletoe again... whatever shall we do...?" tricks, which just means that she needs to come up with new ones.
so. here she is, the flower crown held behind her back, and a smile on her face.]
Yin Yu! I have something for you!
for yin yu, she weaves one with lavender, honeysuckles, and forget-me-nots... but, she also weaves in a few sprigs of mistletoe, too. by now, he has probably grown savvy to her "yin yu, we should go for a walk! oh no... it appears i have led us right through a doorway with mistletoe again... whatever shall we do...?" tricks, which just means that she needs to come up with new ones.
so. here she is, the flower crown held behind her back, and a smile on her face.]
Yin Yu! I have something for you!
[ hi she deserves kisses. anyways, they're stuck under here. maybe by accident. it's magic mistletoe now. ]
Oh this.
[ he makes a :nyeh: face, but he's tall so he reaches up just to touch the little leaves a bit. he has a gentle touch, squinting upwards somewhat, like he's examining the veins on the leaves themselves. ]
It's a parasite, you know... funny they've twisted it around to make it tradition to kiss under it.
Oh this.
[ he makes a :nyeh: face, but he's tall so he reaches up just to touch the little leaves a bit. he has a gentle touch, squinting upwards somewhat, like he's examining the veins on the leaves themselves. ]
It's a parasite, you know... funny they've twisted it around to make it tradition to kiss under it.
[some things simply don't change. the fact that jiuqing busies herself with her herbs and medicines is one of them, and it probably won't come as a surprise to chang geng at all when he comes across her sorting through some herbs that appear to have been delivered to her in a basket.
what might come as a surprise to him is when she pulls a sprig of something out from it, crosses over to him, and holds it up - ostensibly to get a better look at it in the light, but also, it's just over his head, now.
in as innocent a voice as she can muster -]
Hmm. Remind me, which plant is this?
[her eyes are glittering with mischief, though. she knows exactly what plant this is.]
what might come as a surprise to him is when she pulls a sprig of something out from it, crosses over to him, and holds it up - ostensibly to get a better look at it in the light, but also, it's just over his head, now.
in as innocent a voice as she can muster -]
Hmm. Remind me, which plant is this?
[her eyes are glittering with mischief, though. she knows exactly what plant this is.]
[ me as you re: icons
adventuring around with your shizun can sometimes lead to all sorts of strange things. in this case, chasing after a rogue demon has led to a little bit of a problem.
mainly, its led the two of them to a small room - barely big enough for luo binghe, let alone big enough for him and shen qingqiu where the door slammed shut behind them. and after banging on the door and trying the knob over and over, binghe declared, i'll figure it out, shizun, you don't have to worry. they have to get out and grab the demon that's wandering around this town, even if she's apparently innocuous.
that was about fifteen minutes ago. no amount of qi technique, sword slashing, or straight up shoulder bashing will get the door open to this room, and luo binghe's starting to get a little frustrated, frowning as he looks around the floor for an array or something. this should be a simple trap to get them out of, and yet. and yet!
and yet.
what luo binghe, stallion protagonist, has yet to notice is that there's a little piece of decorative greenery tucked in the beams of the ceilings, even hanging cutely there with a ribbon. but that definitely can't be why, right? ]
adventuring around with your shizun can sometimes lead to all sorts of strange things. in this case, chasing after a rogue demon has led to a little bit of a problem.
mainly, its led the two of them to a small room - barely big enough for luo binghe, let alone big enough for him and shen qingqiu where the door slammed shut behind them. and after banging on the door and trying the knob over and over, binghe declared, i'll figure it out, shizun, you don't have to worry. they have to get out and grab the demon that's wandering around this town, even if she's apparently innocuous.
that was about fifteen minutes ago. no amount of qi technique, sword slashing, or straight up shoulder bashing will get the door open to this room, and luo binghe's starting to get a little frustrated, frowning as he looks around the floor for an array or something. this should be a simple trap to get them out of, and yet. and yet!
and yet.
what luo binghe, stallion protagonist, has yet to notice is that there's a little piece of decorative greenery tucked in the beams of the ceilings, even hanging cutely there with a ribbon. but that definitely can't be why, right? ]
[ i have no idea what icon it'll be ]
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