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!)

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[blabbering]

[his whole face is basically a look that screams seriously???]

You know what, man, I think I changed my mind. Maybe in fuck, marry, kill, I wanna kill you. Who's a baby now?

[masticated]

Little fish in a big pond.

[he laughs, the kind that's loud, the kind that's embarrassing, the kind that draws attention to the entire table. then his voice gets low, and he leans in a little closer, looking at peter with his black hole eyes:]

You are, kid. You're a baby to me and you're a baby to everyone in this bar. [he reaches to pat peter on the shoulder— hard, bordering on aggressive, bordering on threatening.] Welcome to Saltburnt.

[blabbering]

[those are the kind of eyes that could totally set off his spider-sense. and they do, a little — not, like, enough to really matter, but a tiny buzz is there.

he stiffens, swallows, and shifts away from that pat on the shoulder. followed by that, he laughs, much more awkward than saber had.]

Yeah, thanks, baby man. That's real nice of you. Really appreciate it. I'm absolutely feeling the love and all of that.

[masticated]

Get used to it.

[head cocked, brows raising.]

So, you know Gwen, or you one of the newbies who came in with her?