http://darkbishie.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] darkbishie.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] entangleme2011-01-03 11:42 pm

IT HAS BEEN COMMANDED

SEXY MEME?
Holidays are supposed to make people happy, right? Well, holidays for you sucked. You didn't get to see your family or maybe you have no family at all. If you're a villain, maybe another year has gone by and you still haven't taken over the world. If you're a hero, maybe you're a B-lister who still doesn't have his own action figure. Last night you felt incredibly lonely and pathetic and sad, so you hit the bar. Hard.

Well honey, the bar hit back. You wake up in a cheap motel bed and you're not alone.

What. The. Hell?

* Comment as your characters (still asleep, awake and confused, cuddling-- WHATEVER.)
* Other characters will comment waking up next to said character
* MAKE IT HIDEOUS 8D
* You can comment to as many different people as you like on your own thread or someone else's! An infinite amount of people can reply to the same person. THERE ARE REALLY NOT MANY RULES HERE. COMMENT TO A LOT IF YOU CAN 8D
* Examples can be found here!
* It's up to you whether or not your character remember what happened the night before.

TOTALLY STOLEN FROM SOMEONE WHO STOLE IT FROM SOMEONE ELSE.

[identity profile] incesteyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
"...I guess we did. Did you... see...?" he pulled the collar of his shirt up a bit.

[identity profile] worm-dancer.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
She shook her head, having immensely mixed feelings. "Whatever it is, I didn't see it. And I didn't try to peek at it either...Whatever else you may think of me, I don't want to violate your privacy. Did you at least enjoy yourself?"

[identity profile] incesteyes.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Somehow he knew that she was at least halfway decent.

"I will admit to nothing unless you say it first," he said, and smirked.

[identity profile] worm-dancer.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 10:37 am (UTC)(link)
Sheeana visibly thought back. But when she opened her mouth to speak, the voice wasn't hers.

It was his own and it recalled the things he'd said near the critical moment.