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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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[snaggleteeth]

[if this is not normal game night conduct, it should be. the stranger understands these rules much better than whatever was going on inside the restaurant. granted, he doesn't actually understand what's going on here at all.]

Eight.

[that wouldn't stop him from playing. he stares at the gap between elias' understanding and the seeing eye in his head, the void where elias' happiness should be, and the scruff and structure of elias' unacknowledged beauty. and he waits. easiest thing he's ever had to do.]

[scathe]

Eight.

[he exhales. an unlocking begins. two steps on the balls of his feet and jumps. a collision happens made up of ferocity without malice, a simple, sharp one-hit wonder, white-hot in elias' fist straight to the stranger's face. honesty lies in the contact, animal energy he's trapped inside ticked up to eight, the number the stranger gives him and the number he assigns the amount of force given, the amount reduced to five knuckles and gravity.]