fuck marry kill

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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!)

Comments

[ghostface]

( from the sidelines, all danny wants to know— )

Are you fucking me or killing me, Ani? Fuck Ash, marry Silco, kill myself.

[hymen]

Now do the last part.

[ghostface]

Do it yourself, you fuckin' pussy.

[hymen]

You ever gonna get tired of begging me for that the way people get tired of you?

[ghostface]

( lol. lmao, even. )

Who's in whose face here, Embry? I ain't riding your neurotic cunt every time someone drops your name, but it is fuckin' weird how your version of moving on always seems to start with my name or dick in your mouth.

[hymen]

You put Ash's name in your mouth. I told you don't fucking say his name again. Don't think about him. Don't even look at him. That's why I'm in your face, and you knew I would be. Don't play stupid with me.

[ghostface]

Just meeting you at your level. ( see: stupid. see: never learns. ) You've given me absolutely fuck-all of an incentive to do anything you want. Do some shit about it, or fuck off.

[hymen]

You want me to kill you in exchange for you never thinking about Ash again? What's your dream scenario?

[ghostface]

How about you kill me the same way I killed your man? How about you kill me the same way I killed you? How about you take whatever fuckass training Uncle Sam gave you when he put you in a uniform and use it on me?

But you ain't gonna do shit, so I guess we're back to: fuck off.

[hymen]

Send me all of Ash’s pictures and I’ll think about it.

[ghostface]

Nah. You suck my dick, and I'll think about sending one fuckin' pic.

[hymen]

[ … ]

How many did you take?

[ghostface]

About as many pictures as I took of you, give or take.

( how many pictures did he take of embry? well, that's still up for debate, going on over a year later. )

[hymen]

[ he wavers, his heart crawling into his throat. pulsing like it's going to burst. ]

You can't keep things of his from me. [ it might as well be a yes. it might as well be him getting on his knees to suck his dick right here in the middle of the room. ] I want all of them.

[ hashtag fucking pathetic? ]

[interior]

[Takeshi hasn't been participating in the game, an unobtrusive presence to one side of the restaurant, drinking, listening. But this is one interaction he already knows the conclusion of, a mutually destructive cycle that's been through more than enough rotations already.]

I think you have a game to get back to, Moore.

[Suddenly obtrusive, now, stepping in. A wall sliding into place between them, tall and solid.]

[nishtha]

[ Also in the peanut gallery. ]

Seconded. He's very pretty when he dies.