i don't even know anymore

[noelleno.livejournal.com]

K guys we're going to try a newish meme here tonight and Maddie requested something heinous. I'm sorry this is going to be holiday-themed but I assure you this is not another mistletoe meme.

WHAT YOU MUST DO:
post your characters. JUST ONCE per page. You are allowed to play more than once, but only on a different page each time.

WHAT WILL HAPPEN:
-Excluding the first comment, you will be assigned either number 1 or 2
-Every first commenter is Santa.
-Every 1 is now forced to be an obnoxious childperson that shall go hop on their page's Santa's lap and ICly ask for things they'd want for Christmas.
-Every 2 is a hot momma who has to go kiss their page's Santa.
-Do it or smash your face against a bag of glass and then eat the glass >:|

Like I said, when there's a new page, you can pop in again and see if you get something different or not. THE FUN NEVER ENDS???

Comments

[littletoorough.livejournal.com]

A creepy little girl was just asking for one of those. Maybe the two of you should be friends, and braid each other's hair, or whatever kids do these days.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

...

How creepy was she?

[littletoorough.livejournal.com]

There were definitely tentacles involved.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Yeah okay, I have this rule that I don't make friends with people who have tentacles.

[littletoorough.livejournal.com]

Did that rule come from experience, or do you just have something against the tentacles?

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

The latter.

Now about my game...

[littletoorough.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah, I'll deliver it along with your pony.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

No pony, just the game.

[littletoorough.livejournal.com]

Fine. Tentagirl can have the pony, but I hope you can live with yourself. She's probably going to eat it.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

I can live with myself because I won't be the one giving it to her.

[littletoorough.livejournal.com]

Frakking kids.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

What the hell kind of Santa are you anyway?

[littletoorough.livejournal.com]

I don't even know who the frak Santa is. Cut me some slack, kid.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Dude, everyone knows who Santa is.

[littletoorough.livejournal.com]

I lived in space, alright? This is my first time on Earth.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

...You're an alien?

[littletoorough.livejournal.com]

I'm a human. One hundred percent.

... okay, I'm not, but I don't know that yet. Not on any conscious level, anyway. But you don't want to deal with the whole angel-slash-Harbinger of Death explanation, because it's a real frakking headache. Trust me.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Oh.

Well, Christmas and Santa are just excuses to spend money and receive gifts. Or get drunk, if that's your thing.

[littletoorough.livejournal.com]

It is, actually.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Awesome.