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

[masticated]

A girl's always gotta try. [a scoff:] I think they're older than me.

[which is a trick of an answer. nobody knows how old saber really is (even saber) except for cellar- potentially. neon might know better than her. now he's doing exactly what she did, narrowing the choices down to two...jake or riley.]

You text them a lot?

[haggle]

Baby, I text everyone in our little chat a fuckton. You've seen me.

( hex club groupchat nuisance, thy name is anora mikheeva. it's not not a loophole of an answer. throwing her hands up through squinting tunnels of her eyes: )

Katherine? ( a shrug. ) She's goin' around calling herself an evil slut vampire, so.

[masticated]

[he exaggerates a groan with the very much needed accompanied roll of his eyes, but he's quick to turn the tables back to an extension of flirtation.]

That's a crap answer and you know it. [a slow once-over, deliberate.] But yeah, I sure do see you. I see you all over that chat, too.

[he's determined not to let her win.]

Brrr, wrong. Is yours Jake?

[haggle]

Sue me about it.

( harmless, she flicks the cap of her marker — thank you to koby for the makeshift weapon — with a nudge of her fingernail. sends it sailing to whack saber straight in the cheek, the way you'd aim the nozzle of a spray bottle at an unruly cat climbing the counters. down, boy. bad. )

Fucking lame. ( that would be a yes. worse, considering her board's stupid assigned pick for her, like a little cosmic laugh from the universe. ) Best 2 outta 3. Go.

[masticated]

[smack. no attempt at dodging the cap is made.] What the fuck–

[but the fuck is drawn out around a bark of laughter, half innocent and half victorious.]

Hell yeah, I'll get ya twice. Does yours, [fixing his board and pulling a new card,] wanna kill me?

[haggle]

( mood uplifted by a total of 5%. she smiles, satisfied, at the small victory. )

You're tellin' me some people don't?

( hex club group chat is proof enough saber just has something about him — mostly an attitude that inspires everyone to unite against him, stapler optional. still, through a snort and a dismissive wave of the hand: )

No, I'm fucking with you. Your ass is safe from 'em, probably. Does yours look like they'd be a bad fuck?

[masticated]

Not all the time. Not when I'm fuckin' them– ah, well, [making a face, lips downturned while he thinks. at least he's honest about this.] sometimes when I'm fuckin' them.

[he flashes her a wolfish grin like he has a shot with her. pretty ani sitting so nice across from him. talking to him. he'll take what he can get.]

Uh-uh. [something reminiscent (hungry) in his gaze might give a smidgen of information away.] Do they have blue eyes?