gone are the glad hands, the black holes & liars;

[spazzed]

Who: allura, keith, lance, shiro
What: catch-all for april
Where: upside-down house, all over the city probably, everywhere as usual
When: now through the month of april
Warnings: currently none, unless a game of truth or dare with the paladins is worth a warning ( it might be, who are we kidding here )

Comments

[spazzed]

( lance to the rescue! )

It's loud. ( ... as best he knows how. which is to bs his way through until someone either concedes or another distraction is in order.

he waves his hands around dismissively. ) Like, really loud. You don't want Allura to lose her voice just because of a dare, do you?

( lance you are not helping at all. but he thinks he is, and that's all that matters. right? right. )

[marmoron]

[Okay. First of all, Lance how dare you take Allura's side, you horrible traitor. Second, Allura since when did truth or dare have a call a friend option, eh? Keith looks at Allura, then Lance, then back to Allura.]

That just makes me wanna hear it even more.

[ :3 ]

1/2

[quintessent]

[Lance, Lance no. She appreciates his effort, she really does but. Why. Why are human games like this?

She lets out the longest sigh, fingers pressed against her brow. And it's like this she sits for probably way longer than is suitable, just making the anticipation greater by the tick, and she realizes-

He's not going to be happy until she does this, is he?

Finally, she drops her hand into her lap,] Fine.

[Said with all of the gravity as if she'd just agreed to a hopeless mission. Slowly. Ever so slowly she rises off of the couch, the mice scattering as the room takes on the atmosphere of an oncoming storm. Her hands fold in front of her, elbows bent slightly and she squares her shoulders.

Chin up.

Chest out.

Eyes closed.

And-]

2/2

[quintessent]

AAaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiooooohhhh-eeeeee AAaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiooooohhhh-eeeeee

[The sound she makes isn't so much a call as a shriek. At the top of her lungs and in a pitch that can only be described as 'ear-splitting'. It goes on for way longer than what can be considered comfortable, followed by a strange yodeling sound, then a silence that is just as deafening.

...]

[spazzed]

( okay maybe just.

give him a second.

for his ears to stop ringing.

but he's going to stare in her general direction for a good half a minute with his eyes wide.

and then: ) Told you.

( is he yelling? he might be yelling because he can't actually hear himself. )

[deadlining]

[ ................. ]

Very... impressive, Princess.

[marmoron]

[For a good couple of seconds afterwards there's just nothing but staring. Not just from Keith, but from the space wolf as well whose fur is definitely still raised with alarm.]
Uh...

[Holy shit what. What do you even call this? Do words even exist to describe the scale of wtf-ery Keith is feeling right now? Probably not. Allura consider your princess facade irreperably shattered. This is what he will remember you by now.]

I'm.... wow.

This is technically a reply to everyone at once.

[quintessent]

[Allura is just going to. Quietly sit back down, even though the mice have all but scattered by now. And boy, if anyone didn't know better, they might assume she was trying some Altean-style shape-shifting, with the way her face is darkening to a more reddish sort of hue.

But despite the obvious embarrassment, she will stick her chin out, just a little bit proudly because she's going to own that Yalmor call.]

...I hope that was sufficient for your dare.

[marmoron]

[Still staring just a little truth be told....]

Yeah. That'll do.

[Will any of them recover from this.....]

Guess it's your turn to ask something again. [...Wait, what the ever living fuck is he saying.] Or you know, maybe we should all just go to bed now.

[quintessent]

[Oh! In her embarrassment she nearly forgot she will have a chance for revenge.]

Actually, I think it is still far to warm for sleep.

[Do you feel that, Keith? Feel your own doom looming before you?]

Pick dare, Keith.

[There is no other option.]

[marmoron]

[As certain folks would say, quiznak.]

I'm not picking dare. You're just gonna make me do something embarrassing.

[WHAT DO YOU TAKE HIM FOR, AN IDIOT. don't answer that.]

[quintessent]

Embarrassment is the point, is it not?

[She’s caught on to your human games. Allura is the truth-or-dare equivalent of that person who starts off in a friendly game of dodgeball and ends up out for blood. Speaking of-

She leans in closer,]

Then, do you choose truth?

[marmoron]

i wasn't trying to embarrass you! How was I supposed to know yalmors were like that?

[He shoots Shiro a look here. SHIRO BACK HIM UP, BRO.]

Besides I'm getting tired so...

[How convenient.]

[deadlining]

[ What an interesting coincidence that Shiro is very very busy patting the head of your wolf, Keith. So busy with that wolf. No way he can acknowledge your escape attempt, sorry. ]

[quintessent]

Keith.










Do you want truth or dare?

[marmoron]

[TACCHAN YOU TRAITOR????? Keith shoots him another pleading kind of look, but it's not like he can avoid Allura forever, so ugh.]

... just dare me, fine.

[No big.]