"Well kill Al as there is no way I'd shag him or marry him. Shag Teddy and marry Scorpius."
It had taken the eighteen year old a while to come up with the answers and as much it would pain her to kill her cousin, she would not do an Oedipus and marry or shag him. Hell, she wouldn't even snog him. She took a few moments to come with three people of her own to ask.
Hey, just be glad Faith didn't ask about any of the people she would've shagged from that universe. (She might just have a secret thing for British guys with glasses and scars, who used to live under the stairs.)
Faith looks quizzical at that last option, then shrugs and goes for it.
"Well, the Pope's pretty old anyway, and it's not like I can marry him, so uh, I guess I'd make that one as painless as possible. I'd marry Prince Charles, because that much money buys a hell of a lot of happiness, and I've got no idea who the hell John Howard is but that's never kept me out of a guy's pants before."
Rose considered providing slightly more normal and attractive prompts in the future but decided this way would be way more entertaining. Plus, it distracted her from the knawing coffee craving she was having.
"Do you want to provide the next prompts or should I?"
"Well I have absolutely no idea who the hell they are but Moe sounds like a mass murderer so I'll kill him. Larry sounds like he's got the most potential as a hottie so I'll do him and marry Curly."
Well her logic may have been a bit strange but she was actually having fun with this game, she felt like a school girl again. Her grandfather had a muggle fetish so she'd been exposed to all the 'classic muggle films' as a youngster here was her next three prompts...
"Oh, too easy! Luke Skywalker? Such a wuss. Kill, no question. Superman's goody-two-shoes, no way am I spending my life married to that. Fuck and run, which leaves me Mrs. James Bond. If I could get any cooler, that'd be a way."
Faith starts to think of another question, then hears some kind of commotion over by the way she came into this place.
"Shit, gotta go check something out. When I get back I want everyone in here to have come up with fucking amazing questions and answers, got that?"
[otherwise known as: the mun needs a break, but everyone keep playing if you want!]
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"Okay. Teddy Lupin, Scorpius Malfoy, Albus Severus Potter. Go!"
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It had taken the eighteen year old a while to come up with the answers and as much it would pain her to kill her cousin, she would not do an Oedipus and marry or shag him. Hell, she wouldn't even snog him. She took a few moments to come with three people of her own to ask.
"Princes Charles, The Pope or John Howard"
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Faith looks quizzical at that last option, then shrugs and goes for it.
"Well, the Pope's pretty old anyway, and it's not like I can marry him, so uh, I guess I'd make that one as painless as possible. I'd marry Prince Charles, because that much money buys a hell of a lot of happiness, and I've got no idea who the hell John Howard is but that's never kept me out of a guy's pants before."
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"Do you want to provide the next prompts or should I?"
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"I'm up. You're probably a little young for this one, but that's why the Powers invented Nickelodeon. Larry, Moe, Curly."
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Well her logic may have been a bit strange but she was actually having fun with this game, she felt like a school girl again. Her grandfather had a muggle fetish so she'd been exposed to all the 'classic muggle films' as a youngster here was her next three prompts...
"James Bond, Superman or Luke Skywalker."
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Faith starts to think of another question, then hears some kind of commotion over by the way she came into this place.
"Shit, gotta go check something out. When I get back I want everyone in here to have come up with fucking amazing questions and answers, got that?"
[otherwise known as: the mun needs a break, but everyone keep playing if you want!]
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