Only 3 choices

[quickied]

FUCK*, MARRY, OR KILL
a game with a twist



You know the game: now, let’s dabble in a version that’s a little bit unusual.

how to play
○ Do the comment do.
○ Folks line up to say whether they would fuck* (*kiss, if your character's underage or you're not into R-rated dialogue), marry, or kill your guy.
○ Rinse. Repeat. ♾️

Comments

[assholic]

Or you're a golden retriever. Dog people need a pack. It stabilizes them. I imagine that being part of a military thing only enforced that. You need some form of pack. I'm a stray cat. Cats are basically murder furballs who live alone. Every single time I've had... connections, it's bitten me in the ass. I'm not stupid enough not to learn from that.

[wearier]

Actually, not to be that guy but cats are colony creatures. So, yeah, even they need a community. [ look, he grew up in brooklyn in the 30's. there were a lot of feral cat colonies he used to feed when he could. ] It's human nature too... we couldn't survive without other people.

I get the sentiment, I do but removing yourself won't protect you from anything. Either you'll seek it out unconsciously, it'll find you anyway or... [ he sighs. ] Die alone.

[assholic]

... Some cats live in a clowder. I'm the kind that doesn't. [Stop ruining her mental image of herself, Steve. She was a straggly black cat who screeched the song of her people in dumpsters all by her lonesome.]

I'm more of the seeking it out when I'm drunk and then regretting it later type. So far, it's mostly kept everyone alive. Unsatisfied, but alive.

[wearier]

Keeps them safer to stay with others. [ sorry, kid. he's got you clocked and you can't escape it. ]

Seems like you still need it but you're denying yourself.

[assholic]

For the benefit of others. I'm not safe to be around. And I'm not nice. I don't have the energy to pretend I am and no one worth pretending for.

[Shrug. She's pretty good at escaping. She can almost fly. It's a bird. It's a plane. It's a clear distraction from the topic she doesn't like.]

[wearier]

Nah, if that we're true you'd stay away despite how drunk you got. [ steve's sniffing around something dangerous and he's not smart enough to stop. ] I think you desire it the same as any of us, you're just lying to yourself to feel better.

Truth is, people will always get hurt and you will always get hurt too ...but it doesn't make those connections not worth it.

[assholic]

[Steve should be smarter than that. Didn't someone shoot at him with a gun while they had a test shield? Doesn't he know that women are mini H bombs, ready to explode? Nat clearly taught him nothing.]

Drunk me likes to fuck and try to find someone worth fucking. Hormones are a hell of a thing. Sober me is glad I don't wind up sleeping next to them, because I'd be constantly charged with defenestration to get rid of them.

The kind of hurt you've been through and the kind I've been through are two different hurts, Rogers. You don't get over some of those.

[wearier]

[ he's really not though. he jumped on a grenade and out of a plane without a parachute. he dives head first into danger. ]

I'm not saying that's not true but you can deny connection all you want but humans always seek it. No matter how damaged we might be.

[ this is the first time he's gotten a little firm. his face pinches. because jessica don't get to compare their pain. no one does. ]

Been alive damn near 100 years, I understand somethings you don't get over but you do move past them or you spend the rest of your life hanging on those hurts until it kills you.

[assholic]

Some people like being by themselves. There's a whole word for it. Introvert.

[She saw that look and it made her squint her eyes at him.]

No, Steve, you don't get it. For your sake, you should hope you never do.

[wearier]

Introverts can still find community.

[ steve doesn't often get angry and he's not, he's just... frustration. ]

I don't have to understand every view point to know that human connection is important to all of us. That loss haunts us all and it's not excuse to hide away.