and syrup is still syrup ina sippy cup | o; peppero game

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    jackson had recently dug through his bag and found a box of peppero, and looked at it with irritation. he didn't want to eat all these by himself so why not share with everyone else? to explain it basically, peppero is a korean version of the japanese pocky, but they are basically the same thing. so the dark-haired male brought the box out into the living room,"whoever is in this room right now will be playing this game, whether you like it or not!"


    taking a moment to glance around at all the participants,"the way you play this game is to have two partners bite the ends of the peppero but it's your choice whether one stays still and the other eats it or both eat it. whichever team has the smallest peppero left wins!" of course, if you really wanted to win, some lips would have to touch but jackson was planning to not be competitive. unless his partner was and then and only then would he be screwed.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]She'll play but only if she isn't paired up with jackson. That was a big no no. "Whatever, i'll play" she announced upon arriving in the room. Maybe she could be with sam or sköll or someone related to her so they could win. "Whats the prize if you win?" Van asked curiously with a smirk. It better be something good otherwise she's out.



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    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0px;line-height:14px]The girl was not at all sure what this game was, as she wasn't Korean, nor was she intelligent in their culture, or what Pepero even was. Still, she trailed over, hands clasped before her in a rather uncomfortable manner. Her shoulders were scrunched up, and her facial features displayed her discomfort with the game. Arista couldn't help but see it as a bit stupid, especially since she wasn't a huge fan of participating in events such as these. She lifted a hand to nervously finger the jewelry around her neck, finding some soothing quality in the glittering jewels. She eyed the Pocky-like sticks Jackson had with him, curious to know what the winner would receive. She was certain she would not be the one winning anything if there was a prize. For a moment, Arista felt bad for whoever would be her partner. They would most likely be upset with her if they lost.. The brunette shifted in her spot, growing more uneasy as her thoughts shifted to become more negative, a bad habit she needed to let go of. If only it was that simple. She lowered her hand, willing herself to remain still to listen to Jackson, unsure if he had more to say. She doubted it, but she wanted to be certain.

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    "you have two choices." he paused, knowing he would regret this,"you get two packages of peppero and a cookie or i will do whatever you want for three days." he knew most people would want the second one because that seemed like the best one but honestly peppero and cookies were good- not like he really had planned on prizes. you didn't get prizes for truth or dart did you? wait no. it was truth or dare, not dart. oops. "i'll do eenie meenie minie mo to pick who goes with who when enough people show up."




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    He wasn't sure he wanted to play, and, not only that, but if Jackson was picking at random, Ollie might get paired up with someone he didn't know, or, even worse, a girl. Girls had cooties and he didn't want to get them too, he was perfectly healthy and if he got cooties he'd have to lock himself somewhere and never come out, because ew, gross. "I wanna watch, but not play!" Huffed the tiny kitten for no reason, chest fur fluffed out before something crossed his mind and it went back down.

    [justify]The figure standing most close to the wall was tall and broad despite his age, nearly at the age of twenty but still appearing soft-faced like a child, in spite of the grimace on his face. Long face, intense black eyes, and wavy black hair that curled loosely at his ears. He wouldn't admit it, but he was highly competitive, irrational when it came to losing. So at the offer of a challenge, even when told of the awkward gameplay, Ben left his position by the wall and headed towards where the game was being held.


    "I guess I'm playing, then." He would muse in a rough, deep voice, flinty stare observing the likes of Jackson, Vanilla, Arista, and Ollie. Vanilla appeared in it to win it, while Arista was looking particularly hesitant about the game, and Ollie flat out refusing. An interesting crew.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 410px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size:10px; ][font=arial]Not surprisingly Imugi had heard of this game before, seeing as he was Korean himself. He had never wanted to play the game, and never thought he would but there was a time to change everything he guessed. He wasn't too sure how this would work out for him he was competitive but also awkward, he would want to win but would be too shy to actually lock lips with someone to win; so he doubted anything with him would get too heated. Unless his partner had other ideas that was.


    Being the next to walk up the tall figure would cross his arms, figuring this would be something he'd talk about later on. "I'll join in too." He clarified, despite still feeling doubtful about the whole thing.


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