These are addictive.

[savior-backward.livejournal.com]

【 MISTLETOE MEME 】
1) post with your character...
2) THOSE WHO REPLY MUST KISS YOUR CHARACTER!  OR ELSE.  You're stuck there or something.
3) My those are odd-looking berries on that image
4) ???
5) PROFIT!

GO.

 

Comments

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Why are you asking me? I don't know what's going on here!

[deusrexmachina]

[THIS IS SO MUCH DO NOT WANT.]

I wasn't asking y--nevermind. ...do you even know what that plant stuff is? [And the way he's asking, it sounds like he does know. Srsly, Sideswipe, do you EVEN KNOW AT ALL?]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

No. I don't. Why would I know?

[He looks more nervous than he does anything, glancing between human and plant, as if wondering which is going to bite him first.]

[deusrexmachina]

We're stuck under mistletoe and I am so NOT following through on the usual tradition.

Not with you. Ungh.

[Folds his arms over his chest and wow look at him sulk. Not happy at all.]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

This may be news to you, human. But in terms of beings I'd prefer to be stuck anywhere with?

You're not my ideal choice either.

[Eyeroll - now who's being more mature?]

However, I'm not interested in just standing here, waiting to expire.

[deusrexmachina]

So my choices are kiss you or die?

[He glares, then looks away.]

...death around here's not permanent.

[Harsh.]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Well, fine.

If you want the coward's way out. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised you lack the spinal struts to pull off something so simple.

[Bring it B|]

[deusrexmachina]

[Rex slowly turns back, eyes narrowed.]

...what did you just call me? [ B( ]

Okay, number one? Kissing someone isn't hard. Number two? There's a huge difference between being afraid and being seriously turned off.

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Coward. Are your audio receptors malfunctioning?

You're certainly acting as if it were an impossible task. No one's asking you to enjoy yourself -- though I can't understand why you wouldn't. But if you can't suck up enough courage for a simple little interaction... My. That's certainly pathetic.

[deusrexmachina]

Uh, I wouldn't enjoy it because I can't stand you? Because you're a jerk to me and a lot of my friends? Also you're a dude and not a hot girl?

[Though if one act of OMG EWWW is enough to get away from Sideswipe... God, he's actually considering it, now. UGH!]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

I give as good as I get, to be honest. Maybe if they showed a bit more respect... [SHRUG.]

And I'm absolutely gorgeous, thank you. Do try and get that right, if you're consenting to being trapped under a plant with me, for the rest of eternity.

[deusrexmachina]

Yeah, because Raye was really asking for attitude from you when she offered to read fortunes for free. And you acting like I didn't belong in the Medbay in the middle of a zombie invasion because I was a little messed up? Yeah, thanks for that. Really what I wanted to hear while I was tired and half starving. No one wants your stupid sarcasm 24/7, dude.

[His hands are flexing, fingers twitching. The circuit board patterns are flickering on and off...]

[Still debating. If he just...grabbed and...real fast...and...urgh...]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Not my problem her "fortunes" were stupid. And, if I remember correctly, no one actually kept you out. You were free to shut off your audios and saunter on in.

Again, not my problem you were too captivated by the sound of my voice to be proactive.

[deusrexmachina]

Fine? You want to look at things that way? It's not our fault you're a moron. The world doesn't revolve around you.

I didn't have much else to do except hang out on a building rooftop one block away, waiting for someone with a brain to pick up on the feed, seeing as how the entire Medbay was surrounded by a couple hundred flesh eating freaks. Or were you just too dumb to notice? Lelouch and Suzaku had to get Damon, Starscream and I in via the roofs with some rope.

[HNGH. GONNA HATE HIMSELF IN THE MORNING FOR THIS...]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Maybe it should.

Or... maybe I wasn't even actually there at the time. I don't expect someone as simple as you to have noticed, but I didn't exactly hide away in the medbay during all that mess. Someone had to go rescue a the humans, after all.

... Or Nobodies, in this case.

[deusrexmachina]

Aww, and I thought that's for sure where you'd be, seeing as how you couldn't use a gun right and were just begging to get mangled by brain eaters.

I don't know how anyone puts up with you!

[Speaking of mangled...]

[Must not...maim him...]

[Rex's lower arms convert into the Smack Hands and go for Sideswipe's shoulders. The robotic fists are so large that even one of them alone is enough to seize a grown man and pin his arms to his sides.]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Of course you don't, you're far too ignorant--!

[His face promptly loses all color, while he tries to duck and run. The fact that he can't only makes it worse. He struggles in what can only be described as a blind panic as soon as those things make physical contact.]

[deusrexmachina]

...I'm sorry, what was that?

[The sight of Sideswipe panicking is enough to bring a brief, but wicked smile to Rex's face.]

Gonna run your mouth some more or are you going to shut up?

[--so he can get this over with.]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, he can't speak - his voice is too preoccupied making strangled sounds of unadulterated terror. The touching - the touching - is the problem.

It's happening again - He's going to die - again - He's struggling and fighting back little strained screams.]

[deusrexmachina]

Tch. The only coward here is you.

[And Rex drags Sideswipe in, forcing himself to take care of business before he loses the will to go through with it.]

[The kiss is quick and rough. If there's any emotion behind it, it's frustration and disgust, Rex shoving Sideswipe away and letting go of him immediately after. He needs his hands free so he can change them back and wipe his mouth across one jacket sleeve.]

URGH! ¡Qué gacho!

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[And the closer he gets, the more he just plain freaks out. He struggles, he kicks - even tries to bite when he's close enough. He's not acting rational, he's not trying to act rational. Just the fact that he's being touched, held and being pulled closer to a known antagonist pushed him over the edge into panic-mode.

When it's over, he just sort of lies there, pale, completely unable to stop himself from shaking. It was not supposed to happen like this.]