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fuck marry kill

FUCK, MARRY, KILL
welcome to GAME NIGHT at DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES. the game on the docket? FUCK, MARRY, KILL. the rules are simple: roll the game picker wheel three times or just pick three as you'd like, dropping the names in your header comment โ icly we'll say they picked they names out of a hat. people respond, comment around, get into fist fights, kiss a little? thread hop and react as you see fit!
(meme threads can be considered canon!)

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[ trying to think of a plausible lie ]
Frogs.
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[squint]
I don't believe you.
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You should. She's right.
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Draw a frog for me, Cassian.
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That is a frog. You are not afraid of them.
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You don't know that. I could be putting on a brave face so you don't see my fear.
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[in short: yes]
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FMK: Me, Max, yourself.
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Marry Max. Obviously.
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I don't think I'm that interested in fucking myself, so that's kill for me. Which leaves that I'm fucking you.
[a pause.]
But you did just bring my worst fear to life. [there's a slight upward tug at one corner of his mouth.] That's something to think about.
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[ again, sorry eddie. ]
Heโs not from Earth. Never saw them before we got to Duplicity. It really freaked him out when I told him about people trying to get high from licking them.
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Poor thing! But being fearful of psychedelic frogs is pathetic.
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Your turn: Isolde, Greer, Thresher.
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Yes! Marry Greer, take Isolde, kill Thresher. She seems very angry, I think she could put up a good fight if it came to it.
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Ooh, good choices. Greer does look hot in white.
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[clappy hands for greer.]
She's the type to look good in anything. Next: Zephir, Harry, Devon. Pick your poison.
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Yeah, she is. [ after considering a moment: ] Marry Harry, fuck Zephir, kill Devon.
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[eyeroll.]
I'd do the same. I believe I've met Devon once. He's similar to a rabid animal, if the rabid animal were starving for attention.
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[ she said, angrily ]
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Who are you again?
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