For all that's true, for all you do

[shuttermouse]

[ A note goes up on the fridge shortly after Chie signs the chicken petition on Monday: ]



[ Come 6 pm, she has prepared some coffee and tea so people can have something to drink while watching the shenanigans that will happen, as well as hot sauce as penalty for refusing a dare. So come here and have fun, y'all. ]

Comments

[crimsonchin]

I'm more partial to dares, myself. I don't like answering questions about my personal life too much, unless they're about my Eva.

[decrees]

[...Hmm.]

Very well, then. I dare you to write a love letter to the Conductor and leave it in the box. You don't need to sign it with your name, you can pick someone other than the two of us if you're feeling particularly mean.

[And that... is sort of a smirk, alright. There's nothing more amusing than fucking with the Conductor.]

[crimsonchin]

...I'm putting Rick's name on it.

[decrees]

Please do.

[This is the most hilarious thing he's heard all week.]