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[onlyanapple]

[So, Crowley is sitting in the lobby today, tossing a nutcracker up and down in the air idly, waiting. Waiting for what? Well, you. He does so love this time of year. It's a big boost to his net amount of evil, sort of like a Christmas bonus really. If Hell gave Christmas bonuses.

They don't.

He dictates cheerfully into the journal]

It's that time of year again. And, as tradition dictates, I'm offering the chance for anyone who wishes it to play a little game. Whoever kisses the most people by the time these fun little guys vanish gets a crate of alcohol of their choice, and bragging rights for the rest of the year. There aren't any rules, except don't lie about how many people you've kissed. I'll know and that is no way to win.

So. Who wants to play?

[[ooc: Open for planned and unplanned kisses!]]

Comments

dictated

[wilder]

[oh hey he always likes alcohol]

Do you get extra points if it goes beyond kissing?

forever!

[onlyanapple]

Double points for oral sex, triple points if you actually get laid properly.

and ever

[wilder]

Do I have to give their names? I have a strict no lay and tell policy

[onlyanapple]

Not at all. All I need are numbers, names are not required.

ACTION

[holyrabies]

[Mavis hasn't met Crowley yet, but that doesn't stop her from eagerly heading over to him when she sees him with the nutcracker.]

I love those. They look different than the ones my dad would have made, though.

forever!

[onlyanapple]

[Oh Mavis you FOOL. He arches a brow, a smirk crossing his face]

Oh? Which ones did your dad make?

[holyrabies]

Oh, he didn't make them! I think-- [A pause, as her expression turns to one of confusion.] Actually, I don't know who did. It was kind of detailed work for the zombies...

They looked like all the different guests we'd get at the hotel, though. It was really cute.

[She really could go on forever about this sort of thing. Or... Could she? Suddenly, this guy's lips are looking miighty distracting.]

[nihilo]

I'll play.

[onlyanapple]

Excellent, so nice to see some new blood interested this time around.

[nihilo]

The offer extends to a crate of good wine, of course?

action!

[thehangedrose]

[Too bad Garry hasn't seen Crowley's post just yet, because he would be so avoiding him if that was the case.]

[But he hasn't, so he's just walking along the hallway, trying to make it back to his room before getting into more awkward situations.]

[TOO BAD LIFE HATES HIM, AND ALL.]

[However, he has been informed that the nutcracker is the cause of all this, so don't mind if he stops in his walk a few feet away and kind of has a nervous spasm at the sight of it in your arms, Crowley.]

W-what are you doing??! Put that thing down!!

forever!

[onlyanapple]

[Oh look, it's that weirdo. Crowley pauses in his throwing to cast Garry a look]

Whyever would I want to do that?

[thehangedrose]

[Looking back at you as if you're out of your mind, Crowley.]

Because it causes people to kiss each other when they don't want to, that's why!

[dicated]

[wishmadeinfire]

I cannot say what it says about me when I hear this and instantly think Felix shall be enjoying said game.

_{[He blames you, Crowley.]}

forever!

[onlyanapple]

You know I enjoy giving him something fun to do during the holidays.

Bedsides, you can always play too, you know.

Re: forever!

[wishmadeinfire]

Do you think it is fair if I play?

_{[He chuckles, even though he knew Felix would put more effort into it. He tried not to be jealous or feel potentially hurt, but it did irk him, just a bit.]}

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

You're doing what.

[Hey Crowley, remember how you two first met? Because Dairine sure remembers, and she does not approve of your little "game."]

forever!

[onlyanapple]

[Cheerfully]

You heard me. I've been doing this for years.

[wizard_redfive]

But why?!

Dictated

[i_got_this]

[So she's finding this a couple days later as she gets caught up after her vacation.]

Wait, what guys? [She's probably had a couple kisses at this point but hasn't made a connection.]

[But this sounds like a challenge she wants to accept.]

forever!

[onlyanapple]

Oh look, you're not dead.

The nutcrackers. They're causing the kissing this year.

Want to play, South?

ditto!

[i_got_this]

Oh, yeah. I'm back, didn't die, blah blah blah you can relax now.

What do you mean, this year? Is this an annual thing?

[Let her just think about this for a mo--] Sure, why the hell not?

Dictated late like a boss...

[gottaknockhard]

[That's started again, huh? It figures Crowley already figured out what's causing it.]

This is your favorite time of year, isn't it?

foreva

[onlyanapple]

[Ugh, you. Why aren't you dead yet?]

Nothing wrong with enjoying the holidays.

[gottaknockhard]

Everyone likes a little mind control to get them in the spirit.