26th ♫ | very merry

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Chrismas CMO & Mingle
(Dangan Roleplay Edition)



A Christmas themed CMO & mingle post especially for post-Dangan Roleplay interactions! Can be the annual Christmas party or just doing Christmassy stuff around December with your murderschool castmates. Murderfam from canon rounds and their associated castmates are all invited for gift swapping and eating way too much and all that good stuff 

BASICALLY IT'S A BIG OL EXCUSE FOR DRRP CHRISTMAS SHENANIGANS SO LET'S GET ON IT MY DUDES

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[callbacks]

What? I'm not weird. I'm the weird-least. I've never done anything weird in my life, maybe you're the one who's weird. Are you weird, Curry, you could have told me, I'm your brother.

[THROW WORDS AT THE PROBLEM UNTIL IT DROWNS IN BULLSHIT]

[kurechin]

[ ... yeah, something's fucky. He's doing the words thing. ]

You do know that the more you talk, the less I believe you?

[ she'll use her three entire months of authority over you Dave, don't think she won't. ]

Either you did something or you're planning on doing something and either way it's freaking you out. Right?

[callbacks]

[HOOOOOW DO YOU SEEEEEEEEEE INTO MY SHAAAAAAAADES LIKE OPEN DOORS (duh duh, duh duh)]

...No?

[Convincing.]

[kurechin]

I can smell liars, you know. Gao. They smell like saltwater and almonds.

[ ... it's impossible to tell if she's kidding and trying to spook him into 'fessing or if this is entirely truthful. Who knows with bears. ]

You might as well tell me now because I'll get it out of you one way or another.

[callbacks]

[He immediately covers his ticklish sides, because what other way could she possibly be insinuating.]

No. Not that.

[kurechin]

[ Kureha says nothing.

But she lifts up her hands.

Narrows her eyes.

And s l o w l y starts inching in, wiggling her fingers threateningly the whole time.

Prepare yourself, Strider. ]

[callbacks]

[nnnNNNNOPE TIME TO RUN]

DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!!

[It wouldn't be Christmas without precious family moments.]

[kurechin]

Wh-- get back here!

[ RUNNING TO WASH IS CHEATING AND YOU KNOW IT, DAVE

Paying no mind whatsoever to the fact that they're making a total spectacle of themselves, Kureha takes off after him. Dave might have longer legs and a head start but if there's one thing murderschool has taught us about Kureha Tsubaki, it's that she's perfectly capable of slamming Dave to the ground like a bag of hammers.

If she's actually aiming to do that or just grab his sides is anyone's guess, but the result is the same. COLLISION IMMINENT ]

[callbacks]

IIYAAAAAAAAAA--!

[MAN DOWN.

Dave immediately curls into a wriggling ball of elbows and gangly limbs, struggling to get away before she can trap him solidly or bring those wiggling fingers to bear (ha) on his tender and innocent body.]

HARUKA-CHAN, TASUKETEEEEEEE!

[mopocalypse]

[What hey she was talking with Ginko about-- well, I guess that just means this is saving Kureha just as much as it's saving Dave. Anyway, a Sudden Haruka appears with a tackle-hug onto the girlfriend-and-BFF pile.]

I'm helping!

[kurechin]

Haruka.

[ she sounds deadly serious. ]

Pin his arms. He's being weird and he won't tell me why so I'm getting it out of him.

[ she wiggles her fingers again. you know what that means, Haruka. ]

[mopocalypse]

But Kurehaaaaaaaan, I already told him I wasn't gonna pry since it's probably something good. I still think he got Meri-Meri a car. If you're gonna tickle someone over a car, it should be someone who doesn't know how to park! Like those people who are like, oh, we can't see the lines 'cause of the snow, let's take up three spots! People everywhere are in anguish! Those who drive spend hours circling the parking lot for a stall since the inconsiderate parker blocked them out! The fumes from their cars fill the sky! The world is now covered in fog! Everybody becomes smoke-breathing zombies! All because somebody didn't take the time to try and guess where the stall was!

[To emphasize, she dramatically flops, still on top of Kureha, and pokes her face.]

So.

[callbacks]

[Dave can no longer wriggle away. He kicks his legs a little, uselessly, and whines like a dying cat.]

Dying. I'm dying. I'm dead.

[Flop.]

[kurechin]

[ HUFFS. Haruka don't guilt her with good sense and dramatic monologues now she's gone and made a scene. ]

Oh, you're fine, you big baby.

[ she gives a little token tickle just to get her point across. rip dave. ]

You can't die on Christmas. At least not until everyone's opened their presents.

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka rubs her face on Kureha before getting up and offering the two of them her hands.]

Speaking of which! Dave-kun, you got yours, but Kurehan, did I give you your present? I forget. It's probably in my bag somewhere.

[worryseed]

[across the room Wash watches these shenanigans unfold without much concern]

Walk it off, Dave, walk it off.

[sips eggnog from a festive mug]