i saw mommy kissin santa claus

[mansionstaff]

Who: YOU
What: KISSLETOES
When: December 15th - January 1st
Where: Everywhere
Warnings: Sloppy makeouts.

SUDDENLY, AND WITHOUT WARNING...



The entire school has become covered in mistletoe overnight. It grows out of the walls! The ceilings! Everywhere you least expect it? HOW CAN THIS BE??

It's probably best not to think about it. Attempts to uproot the plants or burn them away only makes the plants grow back faster. For the time being, it seems the school must live with it.

The astute might find an unassuming note pinned the bulletin board in the main office. WHAT COULD IT POSSIBLY MEAN??



[OOC INSTRUCTIONS:
+ Post dudes, get kisses!
+ Some (NOT ALL) plants are cursed. If you manage to step under a cursed plant, you are glued to the spot until you receive a kiss OR tell a secret--characters, of course, logically will not know about the secret option to start! The IC clue is the mysterious note.
+ PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TAG YOUR CHARACTERS
+ That's it, we love you.]

Comments

YAMOODLE HIFUHAIRBONER

[mediumdivided]

Oh, sweet sweet yuletide romance/shipping tropes, how could any school be complete without you?

Despite that Yamada wasn't entirely sure what to think about this. Sure there were some some nice looking traps women here but they hardly compared to imaginary smooches from his 2D beloved. If he had a choice, he would prefer to play the third-person narrative observer in these types of situations.

Good thing he totally has a choice, right?

[lovely_wind]

Have you ever even been kissed by a woman before, Yamada.

[mediumdivided]

By like... his mom. On the cheek.

"EEEEHHHH?" WHAT. JUST. HAPPENED.

"Senses overloading... can't process...!"

[flamejock]

And thus it happened that on the 16th day of December, that Yamamama Hifistereo was licked on the cheek by a buff dude with a goatee.

[mediumdivided]

This was totally bara.

Too bara for him.

All of Chris's characters were too bara for him.

"WH--WHAT?! DID YOU JUST LICK ME?"

[flamejock]

There's always Apple Kid, Yamadoodle. He's not too bara for anybody.

"Yeah!" he said happily. "You're underneath the mistletoe, so I gave you a kiss!"

[mediumdivided]

Yamada looked up, and sure enough--"So it is true. What a fiendish plant, taking advantage of me like that...!"

He pulled out a Boo-ko patterned handkerchief from his pocket and cleaned his face with it.

"You'll have to pardon me, I'm not really into bara types." So much bara. "I tend to prefer things more moe."

[flamejock]

"Who's Moe?" Jock asked. "What's a bara?"

I'm going in

[numbercrunching]

Alter Ego had gotten the hang of what these mistletoe plants meant by now. You got stuck if you walked under the wrong ones, so he paid attention to the mistletoe in the halls if he had somewhere he needed to be - especially if he knew it was cursed. But he wasn't spared from the ones he failed to notice, such as the one above him right now, which was hidden against some tinsel.

He'd been standing alone in the halls for a good few minutes until he noticed Yamada. He had to get his attention if he wanted to move. "Yamada-kun...!"

go in deep

[mediumdivided]

"Greetings and salutations." Yamada came trotting over, waving and obviously pleased at his summoning.

"Surely you've taken notice of all the yuletide decor, Alter Ego. Ah! Are you perhaps about to tell me this is your first multicultural winter holiday experience?"

As an AI and all.

the only way to go

[other_i]

Alter Ego smiled and nodded once. "Uh-huh. Of course, I haven't gotten to celebrate any winter holidays before, you know... So I'm very eager to learn about the customs."

Some of the customs were a tad questionable in nature, such as the part that trapped you. Before expressing his concern to Yamada, Alter Ego twisted in place, but his feet didn't budge from their spot on the floor. "This is a bit of an odd custom though, right? Being trapped like this..."

deep go

[mediumdivided]

"Trapped...?" He adjusted his glasses and watched as he struggled in his spot, quite literally.

"Does my mere presence inspire such awe that you can not move?"

[numbercrunching]

"Well, it's more like... I've learned that some of these mistletoe are cursed," he explained, tipping his head over to the side in thought. "And I thought it was a bit odd, especially the remedy. I can't move from this spot until, um..."

Alter Ego swallowed and he entwined his fingers close to his chest. "Until someone kisses me, or something... I-It's a bit embarrassing, I know..."

[needsmorebiceps]

::light tap bropunch::

[mediumdivided]

[Okay at least you didn't go for his ahoge.]

nerd kisses

[cplusplus]

Well there's this trap for one who is... well, trapped.

He did tried to hide in his room for remainder of the festivities but well, that wasn't for everyone and he had to come out at some point. Chihiro just hadn't expected to be trapped so quickly despite his best efforts to avoid all mistletoe at cost. But alas, there he was; stuck, with no means of getting out...

That is until he saw Yamada walking towards his spot. He called to his classmate, "Yamada!"

Re: nerd kisses

[mediumdivided]

"Fujisaki Chihiro-dono!"

Not unlike with his AI creation a couple of threads up, Yamada trotted over pleased to see a fellow classmate (especially pleased he wanted to be seen).

"Have you partaking of the holiday festivities? I mean, I use the term broadly, but things are done a bit differently here aren't they?"

Semi-sentient cursed mistletoe aside.

[cplusplus]

"No! Well, um, yes in a way- but mostly no." Technically, you could count experiencing cursed mistletoes as 'partaking', he guesses. As much as it was against one's will, anyways.

"I'm... stuck," Chihiro admitted in defeat.

[mediumdivided]

"You're stuck?" He adjusted his glasses, perplexed.

"Stuck for ideas on presents for your fellow classmates, is it?"

[cplusplus]

"No, I'm..." this is so embarassing to explain, regardless how many times. "literally stuck in place."

HERE WE GOOO

[forgetbeam]

THEY NEVER ASKED FOR THIS.

Yet here they were. Trapped. Staring each other down. Full of awkward tension from bloody love triangles gone by and, on at least one end, vague memories of happier times. No matter what fragments of the past Kiyotaka uncovered in his fever haze, those more recent despairing ones came first.

Having a certain fortune teller elaborate on what Celes already told him didn't help.

But he was just going to not think about that. Think about working towards the future instead. And also put some thought into the present situation since getting freed was also pretty important.

"...There's only one thing to do."

At least nobody was going to cause any paradoxes this time, right?!

[mediumdivided]

Somehow it happened. Yamada turned the corner, his rotund bulk occupying a vast portion of the hallway in comparison to the Super High School Level Perfection at the opposite end. Somehow it happened.

They couldn't move.

"We know what must be done. This is our fate. It's all or nothing, there is no in-between!"

A tumble weed made from old, slightly burnt mistletoe rolled across the space between them which certainly would have been more majestic if they weren't practically right on top of one another.

Yamada broke the serious atmosphere first, grimacing into desperate whine. "...But do we have to?"

[forgetbeam]

Somewhere, Togami took great personal offense to SHSL Perfection being used on anyone but him

"Don't falter so quickly after saying it's all or nothing!!" He wouldn't take that shit from anybody. At least that seemed to fire him up enough to get the job done. He thrust a finger into the air just in front of Yamada's face. "Come on! Our freedom depends on this!"

PUCKER UP, PIG BOY. He was going in.

[mediumdivided]

"What if--" BUT KISSES TOO FAST AND TIME FOR ANIME CATCHPHRASES TOO SLOW

tastes like sand paper

tastes like shame and animes

tastes like pocky and murderous potato chips

While Yamada was 102% positive if any of those fujoshi girls saw this they... well... come to think of it Yamada was not a pretty bishonen so chances are he'd be safe.

This was still awkward as hell though, andhe was perfectly content to break off the kiss the moment he could feel his legs were able to move again.

[forgetbeam]

tastes like bacon

Yeah, ditto. He all but jumped back from him the second he regained mobility.

"Alright! There! That's done! Let's be more careful where we step!!"