merry merry christmas, and I want you to know

[mansionstaff]

Who: YOU
What: KISSLETOES
When: December 14th - 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.

[OOC INSTRUCTIONS:
+ Post dudes, get kisses!
+ Some (NOT ALL) plants are cursed. If you manage to step under a cursed plant, you will exchange a memory when or if you exchange a kiss. The memories will be first-person and very vivid, and characters will feel like they are experiencing the memory in real time, though in reality the transfer is instantaneous. Memories can be as short, long, happy, sad, or traumatic as you like.
+ If you'd like to participate, we highly suggest making a list of a few memories (with accompanying links/descriptions) that are up for grabs, and linking or posting the list in your top-level comment. Memory exchange is COMPLETELY OPTIONAL. When in doubt, OOC communication!
+ PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TAG YOUR CHARACTERS
+ That's it, we love you.]

Comments

[welikeike]

Aaaand the exchange would go both ways.

A man cloaked in green squats in the grass by the river, his red hair cascading over his tilted head. Ike gets the feeling that whatever happens next isn't gonna be pretty. He weighs his options: he could either sneak away with almost no risk of being noticed, or he could break the silence and talk to Shinon.

For some reason, he chooses the latter.

"...Shinon?" His voice makes it clear that this memory was one not too far in the past. He's a teenager.

"H-Hic! Huh...?" Shinon tries to turn around and nearly loses his footing at the ledge of the stream. Luckily, he doesn't. But when he spots Ike, his face screws up into an angry, unchecked glare. "HEY!! Whooo gave YOU the right to approach ME like that?"

"I was just checking up on you. You were groaning. Loudly."

Shinon spits. "SHADDUP! Didn't ask you nothin' about me, boy!" He seems to get it in his drunken mind that he might want to stand up or something, Ike's not sure. Because what he sees next is more of a pathetic stumbling roll, where he ended up in another sitting position. "Nothin' addall... Can't do nothin' right..."

Ike sighs. He's about to leave, but Shinon suddenly takes a turn for the worst - in two senses. He looks sicker than hell, but on top of that, he's teetering into the stream. It's spring, and the water's high and moves fast. A drunken man might not fare well against the current, Ike thinks, and he feebly lifts a hand while he wonders what he should do.

"Guh- D-don't feel so... Oooogh..." Shinon turns toward the stream and just about tips forward.

That's when Ike runs forward and grabs him by the first thing he can: his ponytail. It was at this convenient moment that Shinon vomits into the river while Ike tries to stabilize him by the shoulder, keeping his hair in one hand. Shinon vomits once more.

"Uuughhh... Nghh..." Shinon's groans are back, but Ike knows why this time. At least he finally got it out of his system, but it was a moment he could have lived without being a part of.

"Shinon... Maybe you should get some rest."

Pit's memory wasn't very friendly, and the adrenaline pumped wildly through Ike's system in response to the attack from the Hewdraw's head. It was so strange how real these memories felt... Shaken, he stumbled back from the angel.

"Was--" He stopped and tried to collect his thoughts. "Pit, if that was supposed to convince me that Palutena is good to you, I'm not convinced." He stared sternly at Pit. Palutena was insufferable... Even by living through two memories, he was sick of her. "Do goddesses just do whatever they like to you? Like bathe you in pheromones with no concern for your safety? It's maddening!"

[raw_angel_power]

Pit's nose was wrinkled right after the memory exchange took place. Then he had to deal with Ike accusing his goddess of being horrible again. He shot a hand up to his mouth to keep himself from letting his sudden bout of queasiness get the best of him, dropped it, and took a breath.

"Okay, look. Those aren't her best moments. But those two memories of her don't really do her complete personality justice! I swear it's just a coincidence!" he insisted. "Can we have a redo?"