
“…I wouldn’t say whimpering… but I know I’m not loud…”

“…I wouldn’t say whimpering… but I know I’m not loud…”

“I could… but I don’t really want to go into detail… Let’s just say it was likely caused by that one fanfic… with the tanteis…. combined with the kinky one…And, well, on a stage No audience, though”

“Well…. erm… public. That’s all I’ll say.”

(Oh, lord. I knew I’d get this as soon as I reblogged the meme… I’ve never played it, and never will. *knows she sucks at survival anything, much less horror* But I’ll try and see if I can give believable reactions to it…)

“I just have to keep an eye on the puppets, right? And watch them through the cameras? The power thing sounds like it’ll be annoying, though…”

“Horror, hmm… Let’s just see how bad it is.”

*looking at the other two and turning the lights off* “…This should be fun to see….”

“…Spider, why…? Oh, look. One’s gone already.”

“…Then you should look for it, Mister security guard.”

“Jeeze, I know, I know…”
(*some time later, after making it through the first night*)

“Wait, where’s Freddy?”

“….Uh, oh.”

“……What?”

“He’s in the next room over on the left…. And we’re almost out of power.”

“….Not good. But we’re at 5 now… perhaps we can make it?”

*just sits back watching, smirking as the other two cringe when the screen turns darker*

“Oh, god. There it goes….”

“…He’s not here yet, so…. Crap.”

“No! Don’t you start playing that now!”

“…Well, nice knowing you, Mister security guard.”

“Oi, you were playing just as much a-”

“WHAT THE HELL!”

“…Well, I’ll admit, that was unexpected.. but not surprising. Horror and jump scares go hand in hand…”
*Toreador March starts playing and a hand falls on his shoulder*

*cries out and runs forward a bit before turning and scowling*

”..That was not funny.”

“Hehe…. was to me.”

“Umm… I think I’ll be keeping all doors closed for a good while now…”
(Thanks! *huggles* I think he’s going to be getting a big head after all of this… Even if the thing was for how I portray him. XD)
(Hee :3 The personalities aren’t completely separate, but Kai does like for them to be different enough that he could argue that they aren’t the same. But it’ll cross over at times. *glomps*)

(This fabulous man right here.
*coughs*
Anyway, yes, Descole kinda sits in the back, pouting that I won’t do anything with him. He and Spider sometimes plot revenge on Kai, even if they know they can’t do anything to him…)
No amount of Poker Face could hide that dark blush.

“I- That- They-”
He reads over it again before looking to make sure no one is around, quietly folding the paper and putting it in a pocket. A cold shower would definitely be needed… Damn that imagination…

“I know I said I’d look for more, but… Ah… That’s… I mean, not that I would mind the ropes… Or using… that… And I’m sure he wouldn’t actually do any of those at a heist, even if we were locked in a room…. Did he just-? Do they really expect me to carry that kind of stuff around everywhere? …Maybe I should start…”
“…”

“I… might actually want this to happen. Though… I’d probably want her to know about everything before this does…”