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
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* 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] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm certain," he began, "that we could come to a little... understanding..." he said, and his hands wandered down on her body, toward those uncharted lands man discovers now and again. "I've been known to keep secrets now and again, so long as there is equal compensation. One more time, doctor, and then I will be silent as the grave."

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Your black mailing me!?" Fran shouted. She didn't want to give into the perverted Elf's demands but she had no other choice, it was either play with him for a bit or be embarrassed on a universal scale. The choice was clear.

"Fine, you pervert, we can go one more round if you promise to seal those lips of yours on the matter."

[identity profile] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
His tongue was not on her shoulder any more. "Your secret is safe with me, doctor." Until such time as I feel like eating dead fish again, he thought to himself. The game now was to make Fran arrive at Happyland station. That alone would give him enough pleasure, the sheer irony of it.

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
All Fran could really do as Sandoval probed her nether regions was moan a bit and establish a firm grip upon the posts head board of her bed with two of her four arms. She wasn't enjoying the moment mentally, though her body was singing quite the different tune.

[identity profile] itwaspoison.livejournal.com 2011-01-04 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
And he would not let up until she cried out. The game was all the more entertaining, knowing her brain fought with her body for control over whether she would have fun or not. Fingers and tongue made an impressive teasing team, but he would only push to the very edge of her limits before letting off for a moment. Then he'd be back on it, just up to the edge, and then back off. When he finally let her go, she'd go.

[identity profile] makes-you-scary.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Fran grip on the bed's headboard grew tighter. She was doing her best to keep in the what her body was feeling, though her resistance was slowly breaking down to the fact that whatever happened last night was rather rough and the simple fact that she wants all this to end sooner rather then later.