venligdansker replied to your post: OOC: When your rp-partners reply to everybody else but you.
[[ I’d reply to our RP’s… BUT THEY DON’T EXIST. ]]
( WE SHOULD FIX THAT)
OOC: When your rp-partners reply to everybody else but you.
“WHAT AM I DOING WROOOONG?” ;A;
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arctic-paradise replied to your post: Please tell me someone else likes their bacon…
(CAN I HAVE BOTH.)OKAY BURNT-TO-A-CRISP BACON IS GOOD YEAH OKAY I WON’T TURN IT DOWN FOR SURE
BUT BACON THAT STILL RESEMBLES MEAT
IT’S LIKE A WHOLE NEW WORLD OF JOY THAT PEOPLE ARE MISSING OUT ON
Inbox me a fetish you could see me having.
If anybody sends Fish, I swear I’ll hurt somebody.
(Source: baileylaughingalonewithkanequius, via volcanoesandlicorice)
She didn’t stop though. Not quiet yet. One of the NPC’s had won first place with the two as second and third but that was forgotten right now in the tickling match.
Mari smirked and laughed, tickling him more. “Too weak to win, city boy?” she teased.
The previous game had been replaced by the new competition, and Ola couldn’t really care less. He tried to stop laughing, mentally cursing how ticklish he were, though he didn’t really succeed at it. “Pff- Keep d-dreaming.”
He grabbed her by the waist and rolled over so that he was on top instead. He sat down heavily on her thighs, pausing a brief second to catch his breath after all the laughing. He grinned and poked her stomack and sides repeatedly. “Let’s see who’s the weak one now, shall we.”
She laughed and tried to shove him off. “Someone needs to cut down on the kebabs.” she teased and tried to push him over but he was too heavy for her to do just that.
And it was hard to focus too with him tickling her like this, Mari only ended up laughing and squirming everytime she tried to take time to think.So instead she decided to jab him in the sides as well and to get loose from under him by rolling and trying to push him away.
Somehow she managed to roll over on her stomach. Oops…He snorted and gave her side a slightly sharper jab. “Someone needs to lift more polar bears, what with these-,” He held up one of her arms, which failed so bad at pushing him off, “so-called muscles.”
He couldn’t help but smirk at her struggling, and kept tickling her rather mercilessly.“Hold still when I torture you!” He laughed, though he knew she wouldn’t just give up. He shifted so that he sat on the small of her back when she somehow managed to roll over. “Ha! What’re you going to do now, Hobbit~? I believe I’ve won.”
“No you haven’t. And stop calling me a hobbit.” she frowned, thinking of how to top him now. She couldn’t punch him from this angle. He was heavy but….
Maybe… Mari bit her lip and pushed herself up on all fours, lifting him. Yes he really had to cut down on the kebabs…
And with that she sort of tilted sideways to make him fall off.
Congrats, Sweden.
Loreen had done a great job. Mari wasn’t mad at her. She was just very disappointed with them being in the bottom. Tooji had done a good job and that wasn’t just her bias talking.
“Stupid Europe..” she muttered and hid her face under the pillow.”
Ola stood silent outside her room for a few moments longer. When she didn’t answer, he turned and walked to the kitchen.
A short while later he opened the door quietly, just so it was slightly ajar, and peeked inside.
Mari was still hiding under the pillow, beer bottle in hand. She’d already devoured half of the content and planned to drink a lot more. There were three more beer bottles on the nightstand and one was empty.
“Hmph….” she frowned and hugged the pillow tight, taking a swig off the beer.He couldn’t help but smile a little at that, however sad it looked. He pushed the door open and went over to her bed. Putting the bottles of beer on the nightstand down on the floor and out of her reach, he replaced them with a box of ice cream.
He poked her hand holding the first bottle. “Mari.”
“What?” she looked at him. “We got in the bottom, okay? You expect me to be happy about that?” she frowned and sat up, taking the ice cream box and opening it, looking at it for a moment before she started to eat it.
“No.” He grimaced. He was relieved when she accepted the ice over the alcohol. “… But hey, it’s an improvement from last year. We didn’t even place then, remember.” He wasn’t sure if that was much of a consolation, but it was all he could come up with right now.
“That’s cause Stella sucked. I wasn’t even surprised when we didn’t pass to the final.” she huffed and ate more ice cream. It was damn tasty…
“This year we were actually good. Not as good as Rybak but we deserved more than we got.”
”!!!!” Mari froze when he started tickling her and kicked with her foot. “No!” she protested before she started to laugh, still kicking at his hand, trying to get him to let go. “S-stop! Ola!!”
It was pure reflex or defense mechanism or whatever. She had at some point tackled him and was tickling him now too. His sides.
He laughed loudly at her reaction, keeping her foot in a hold and still away from him. “You started it!” He chuckled.
His grin was cut short when he hit the floor, letting go of her foot as he got tackled by the much shorter female. “Nei-” Once she started tickling, he broke out in laughter, though he tried getting a few jabs at her too in defense.
She didn’t stop though. Not quiet yet. One of the NPC’s had won first place with the two as second and third but that was forgotten right now in the tickling match.
Mari smirked and laughed, tickling him more. “Too weak to win, city boy?” she teased.The previous game had been replaced by the new competition, and Ola couldn’t really care less. He tried to stop laughing, mentally cursing how ticklish he were, though he didn’t really succeed at it. “Pff- Keep d-dreaming.”
He grabbed her by the waist and rolled over so that he was on top instead. He sat down heavily on her thighs, pausing a brief second to catch his breath after all the laughing. He grinned and poked her stomack and sides repeatedly. “Let’s see who’s the weak one now, shall we.”
She laughed and tried to shove him off. “Someone needs to cut down on the kebabs.” she teased and tried to push him over but he was too heavy for her to do just that.
And it was hard to focus too with him tickling her like this, Mari only ended up laughing and squirming everytime she tried to take time to think.
So instead she decided to jab him in the sides as well and to get loose from under him by rolling and trying to push him away.
Somehow she managed to roll over on her stomach. Oops…
OOC: One spot in the finals for you, Iceland. One for you Denmark…. One for you Norway and Sweden.
And none for Finland BYE.
ooc question
((‘Course not. It’s almost canon actually.))
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