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insertmeathere2010-12-10 05:52 pm
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You knew this was coming
The Situation:
Crew members who were on Stacy last December remember this. Because GLaDOS is a troll, she has positioned little sprigs of mistletoe on the ceilings of areas of the ship. In hallways, at the entrances to quarters, in a department doorway, at a tavern, she doesn't care how inconvenient it is!
It'd be less inconvenient if it were voluntary, but in this case, the sneaky AI has deployed shields around people who wander under the mistletoe that have not been broken by any known alternate method so far. Any attacks against the shield are absorbed. Attempts at attacking the mistletoe get you singed. The only way to be freed from the confines of your little bubble is to receive some form of affection from another crew member---a strong hug will work for the really uncomfortable, but at least a cheek kiss is expected for most. If GLaDOS wants a mouth kiss, though, let her push for one! Species equivalents of kisses/affection are also acceptable.
So---you're stuck until someone comes to rescue you with a kiss, kids. Have fun, thank you for participating in this crew study experiment, and watch out for the nargles!
((Characters not in the game are of course welcome to join too! It's just on this community this year because it's proven difficult to fit the event around December's plots.))
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I'll ask someone else - what? The hell is this?
[Aaaaand he's stopped by some invisible barrier.]
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I'll give that a four out of ten. You could've done that better.
[She's leaning against the barrier. Yes, Kang. That's right. She knew it was there.]
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You know what's going on here, don't you?
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Though your face was hilarious when you walked into it.
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[He lets out a string of curses in Nerakese and fiddles with his omnicomm for a moment.]
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There is a way out. Neither of us is going to like it, though.
[Scowling, he shows her the message.]
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And you don't have a snout. I remember hearing about this shit from someone months ago, before I woke up.
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So what are we going to do?