ic fmk: sing edition

[singhelpers]

Fuck (kiss), marry, or kill


— post your a toplevel for your character or throw three people's names out into the ether
— decide which one your character would like to fuck (or hug for the wee ones), marry, or kill
— respond appropriately
— shenanigans ensue

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Louis de Pointe du Lac | Interview with the Vampire (AMC)

[flambeaux]

[ployboy]

[suddenly choking on a marshmallow don't mind him]

[flambeaux]

[ Patiently, ]

You can have a hug, Tim.

Don't die.

[salamanca]

[ Quiet for once and, for once, not making eye contact. Coughs out a word, too distorted to hear, and covers his mouth with a fist. ]

[flambeaux]

[ Pretends to sip some human beverage while blinking slowly at him. HE SEES YOU. ]

[salamanca]

[ Even now, the blinking reminds him of a snake. He knows you see him, and he doesn't want you to, and the weight of Louis's gaze makes Lalo want to vanish.

He forces himself to make eye contact back, and his dilated pupils make him resemble a cornered mouse or a frightened cat. ]

[pacificator]

Already promised to kill you if it should come to it, and I don't fuck with married men.

[ Anymore. ]

[flambeaux]

I'll hold you to it, Miss Wynonna.

[ A-Anymore?? ]

[moralabsolutism]

..................

[This is a Morton's Fork scenario.]

[flambeaux]

I can tell you're lookin' at me. Your face is doin' that thing with the blobs.

[flanerie]

You know what you are to me, mon cher.

You're catching quite a few eyes, it seems. Should I be jealous?

[flambeaux]

No.

[ is his immediate kneejerk reaction. He needs to make a sign that says "It has been _ days since heinous murders in Milton".

(Only momentarily distracted by the wave that comes over him when Lestat speaks to him like that. He didn't need to use French, but he did.) ]

[flanerie]

No?

How unfortunate for your admirers, suffering without hope.

[ Good. ]

[sputnik]

Fuck! Well-dressed, worldly, handsome — and takes initiative. He started up a whole business here! It's very impressive. :)

[flambeaux]

[ A slow flush creeps up his face--time to straighten his tie unnecessarily! ]

[desperate_times_right]

I don't think I'm your type, but if you needed a sham marriage for tax reasons…

[flambeaux]

[ He gives a startled laugh. God she's funny. Taxes don't even exist here, but for the sake of the joke: ]

I want kids, but we could adopt. Plenty runnin' around town.

[desperate_times_right]

That's true, as long as you don't mind starting with a high schooler.

[guidemyway]

Friendly wave from across the street.

[flambeaux]

[ After making sure she isn't holding a snowball, he waves back. ]

[meadqueen]

I feel compelled to say marry just so you'll have other people to do construction on your behalf.

[flambeaux]

Or I could just hire you.

[ Wait... ]

...You're makin' fun of me aren't you.

[meadqueen]

:)

It's true that one could do worse out here than a merchant with a supply hub.

[m1895]

Fuck. [ A deliberate once-over that takes in both outfit and hairstyle. ] You have good taste.

[flambeaux]

[ Looking disrespectfully. Just checking Vasiliy's tailoring. ]

Same to you. Now I know who's goin' charge me an arm and a leg if I run out of pomade.