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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 — 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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[holyposition]

[ Drunk, giggly: ]

Stefan, Stephen, and....Bob.

regrettably right here.

[sensive]

[

sighing so loudly, like a dog. ]

Lemme guess. [ ticking this off on his fingers, ] Marry Stephen, fuck Stefan, lights out for Bob.

[holyposition]

You're guessing for me? I couldn't marry Stefan. He was my dad for a month.

[sensive]

He was your — wha — you’re gonna. You’re gonna kill your dad? Or fuck your dad?

[holyposition]

I guess I'd have to kill him.

So, between you and Stephen, who's more likely to agree to a Catholic ceremony?

[temporicide]

Marry Bob. I think he would approach the tundra respectfully. Fuck Stefan. Kill Stephen. We have enough doctors in the family.

Right back at you!

[sensive]

[ getting her another drink. ]

Roza, I would love to marry you and respect the tundra, but I do have to ask why — why the tundra is involved. [ a beat. ] And if we’d have Mr and Mrs Bedazzled Shirts, for sure.

[temporicide]

That's the best idea I've ever heard.

But the tundra is like my dowry. I'd bring you to it, and to the Northern Lights! I'd say here, you accept him, too, and tell him your stories and let him see the secret things I see. And maybe the land says okay, I'll send you the sky and a bull moose. Or a polar bear.

[holyposition]

I can't get past the memory of Stefan being my father, so I'd have to kill him to spare us both the embarrassment.

And then, I guess, fuck Bob, marry Stephen, unless Bob is interested in converting.

[temporicide]

That feels both like yesterday and forever-ever ago. I still have rich girl germs on me!

But let's see... Adrian, Elias — don't make that face, Elias — and Klaus.

[interpersonally]

Thank you.

[temporicide]

[ BIG THUMBS UP ]

I could never kill you!

not here

[homosexuals]

[choosing peace in this moment.]

[maoa]

Kill Stephen. Fuck Stefan. Marry Bob.

[interpersonally]

People really don't like Stephen.

But, thank you all the same.

[maoa]

[ she shrugs. ]

I don’t know him personally. [ but he crossed a few friends of hers. ]

[mygoodsir]

Marrying Stephen sounds like a wonderful way to get divorced.

[holyposition]

Harry!

[ It's true. If you believe in divorce. But you shouldn't say it about your friend! ]

That barely narrows it down.

[mygoodsir]

I am teasing, Tim.

I would marry Stephen. Stefan is, sadly, not my type, so...

not here

[rehandle]

[ Et tu, Brute? ]

[mygoodsir]

[don't be cross bb he's only teasing]

[poppycock]

I'll marry Stefan, fuck Bob... and kill Stephen. Out of disinterest, to be clear. I've nothing against the man, unlike much of the populace here.

[holyposition]

He's my friend, you know. So thank you for specifying. Your turn.

[poppycock]

Good to know. I'm sure he values friendship now more than ever.

Jackie, Dom, Embry.

somewhere around here.

[sensive]

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