guess who!

[bronze]

what's this? it seems like there's a board game for you and a friend to play — one guess who, featuring all the guests currently in saltburnt! post a blank top-level with your character and play the game in the comments, keeping your assigned character in mind (you'll want a different character for each thread, fyi!).

for ease's sake, all threads will be outside of the au event 🖤

Comments

[temujackie]

A hundred percent. Like... he probably wouldn't even let you go to the party.

[ very dad energy. ]

Would your guy be caught dead wearing a Hawaiian shirt?

[diarists]

Oh, jeez. Does he look like a dad?

[squinting at her little card for a moment, thoughtfully.] ...no way.

[temujackie]

Totally. A boring one.

[ hmm. her options are pretty limited at this point, sooo: ] Is it Silco?

[diarists]

Ugh. Is it, uhhh that Giles guy?

[shaking her head:] Younger. Hotter.

[temujackie]

[ a snort. ] You know I only like girls, right? [ but okay, looking for a younger, hotter guy who looks like he lies about reading... ] Lestat?

Oh, but you got it, by the way. [ tapping giles' picture. ]

[diarists]

Yeah, well, I meant objectively. You have eyes. [which is why she picks -- the guy with the longest hair. lmao, mel.]

Noooope. Not a blonde. [very smug:] Course I did, I win everything.

[temujackie]

[ shhhhhhh ]

Jake?

[ but mel doesn't really care now that shauna's already won. she reaches out and tucks a piece of shauna's hair back behind her ear, lingering with her fingertips on shauna's jawline for an extra few seconds. ] And sooo humble, too.

[diarists]

[mel's fingers brush against her jawline, the familiar pattern of rough skin prompting shauna's bright eyes to soften, for a moment. it's nearly imperceptible, a lifting around her mouth, a gentleness in her eyes.]

You suck sooooo bad at this game, you know. No, it's not Jake. One more wrong guess and then I -- uh, double-win.

[it's better than winning. it's extra-winning.]

[temujackie]

[ shauna might try to hide having feelings, but she SEES it, you soft loser ]

So what do you get for double-winning? Seems like it deserves a prize or something.

Embry.

[diarists]

[shut up she's mean and scary!!! you're so scared!!!]

Eternal adoration and worship, the keys to the city...a shoulder massage, maybe.

Soooo close. [turning the card around -- hawk.] They look alike, doncha think?

[temujackie]

They're, like, identical. I should get half credit for that.

[ snorting: ] A shoulder massage? Really?

[diarists]

Uhhh, no you shouldn't, they're totally different. I think one's from like, the 40s.

[kicking out at her under the table, toes bumping her shin:] I have a lot of like -- tension and shit, don't be a bitch!

[temujackie]

In these pictures they look like they could be the same guy, though. Who cares if one's from the 40s?

[ tipping her head back and laughing as shauna's foot connects with her shin, but she doesn't retaliate other than to say, ] I mean, I can think of better ways to release tension, but I'll rub your shoulders if that's what you really want.

[diarists]

"All men look alike", is that what you're saying?

[the gayest thing you've maybe ever said, melissa. but shauna's still smiling, still in that soft, vulnerable place she only reveals once every so often, once in a blue moon, chin propped in her hands.]

Oh yeah? Can you? Tell me more about that, hm?

[temujackie]

[ she feels gaslit by this discussion. and also incredibly gay. this is giving her flashbacks to middle school where she'd have to randomly pick a guy to "have a crush" on so she didn't seem weird, and somehow always managed to make it seem weird anyway. ]

No, I'm saying these two guys look alike. Are you, like. Fucking with me?

[ whatever. whatever!!! melissa leans forward and puts her own chin in her hands. ]

I'm just saying, it was a long summer, I had a lot of time to practice...