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1 - Tag in with your character
2 - Tag another character with a color of your choosing or generate one with RNG.
3 - Make a mess.

1- Pink is alcoholic, best described as freeze-dried whiskey.
2- Orange tastes like blackcurrant juice. It also gives you an amazing amount of energy.
3- Blue tastes like chocolate milk. Drink it and you'll become a child.
4- Red tastes sort of malty, and will make the drinker feel suddenly veeerrry sleepy. They'll be able to explore the dreams of those around them.
5- Purple tastes of orange juice, and will switch your sex.
6- Green just basically makes you want to have sex.
7- Yellow gives you the urge to fight anyone you see and tastes like a big dollop of Vegemite dropped in a glass of water.
8- Brown is Felix Felicis. It tastes like root beer, but makes everything come up Milhouse.

Date: 2015-04-24 03:25 pm (UTC)
brightlywound: (you pleaded 'oh kind sir')
From: [personal profile] brightlywound
[She does her best to not sound too confrontational.] At least we tried. I mean... I never have, but you can't judge a generation because we failed when you made no effort at all. Love matters. And if it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. But a few years of love is better than marrying someone you don't care a whit about because it might get you some money.

I wouldn't say that. [Marnie especially won't say that because Mari is technically dumb. And that would be cruel.] I would say you're just... doubting yourself. You could find someone who loves you. And you should never deprive yourself of that prospect.

Date: 2015-04-24 04:04 pm (UTC)
constantasthenorthernstar: I'm still here, but all is lost. (Default)
From: [personal profile] constantasthenorthernstar

[Mari nods along to everything Marnie says, barely listening and more or less looking like a cat skirting a great deal of water as she searches for a safe place in case Marnie gets distracted flying the flyer and crashes them into a sun or something.] Right right right, you're so right.

[right up until the 'someone who loves you' part.]

HA! [Mari points at her.] Wrong!

[and then it occurs to her that she's yelling at the person flying them again.] Jesus Christ, Mari! Sorry, yeah, you're right. Sorry. Please don't get distracted and crash us into the sun.

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