Would You Rather...?

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Would You Rather...?

How to Play
One person asks "Would you rather...?" followed by two options. They can range from mundane to outrageously horrific: be a cat OR be a dog, save starving children in Africa OR have a real working lightsaber, etc. Others decide which they would choose of the two given options. Friendships are created or destroyed.



The Rules
1. Comment with your character with a "Would you rather...?" starter.
2. Respond to other characters with your character's choice out of two (probably horrible) choices.
3. DISCUSS.


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Comments

[plasthmatic]

[After a pause, clearly intended to show that she can't believe someone has never heard of Twilight:]

That's the most accurate description I've ever heard in my life. A world of eternal night. Figuratively. Night and shame.

[relictusdeus]

[It's what he gets for being more than a few centuries behind. He folds his arms across his chest, mildly curious.]

Shame?

[plasthmatic]

Oh yeah. Hundreds of years old and still in high school? Shame, dude. Shame. At some point, if you can't count past ten and you've been held back in grade school for four decades, someone responsible's just going to tell you to let it go and move on to mundane repetitive tasks.

[relictusdeus]

What are you going on about, wench?

[plasthmatic]

Did you just call me a wench?

[relictusdeus]

So you heard me.

[plasthmatic]

Look here, you weird Hot Topic-dumpster-diving, Dracula-dick-sucking, ginger-Marilyn Manson impersonator, if you're going to insult me, you're going to use a little more creativity.

I'm worth some vulgarity.

[relictusdeus]

[Though most of the references are lost on him (everything but 'Dracula', really,) he understands all that he needs to and he laughs low in his throat.]

I beg to differ. [The smile doesn't reach his eyes.]