Halloween Bingo 3.0 - Info & Continuations

[carrionmywaywardsun]

Bingo Cards:
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1lj6C2W4K8QvjYOA2SH4CUv0guQEAXkmiTvEvl3GVR3A/edit?usp=sharing

Vampire Changes:
- slightly paler, like he hasn't gotten a lot of sun lately
- undead! undead! cool to the touch, doesn't breath, no heartbeat, etc.
- fangies are slightly sharper and now more like actual fangs
- pointy ears
- eyes sometimes just? glow?? red???

Harpy Dragon Changes:
- Patches of dark red scales on his body; cheeks, sides of his neck, along his arms, etc.
- Black talons ;)
- Modest deer antlers
- Long slender tail, also dark red, with a line of black fur along the top, ending in a tuft at the end
- large red pearl embedded at the base of his throat, right above his collarbones
- slit pupils
- floats a couple inches off the ground unless he decides not to

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Comments

[carrionmywaywardsun]

You're fucking welcome.

[hmm. looking at his body.]

Do you have to put me back now, or what?

[identitypolitics]

Maybe. Are you in a hurry?

[ she offers her card to him to look at. ]

Here's your reward, by the way.

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[looking for the makeout squares. which is very satisfying, curiosity-wise, but also--]

What, got another square you want filled while we're here?

[identitypolitics]

Hah. Well, if you're amenable.

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[hmm. well, she's pretty cute, and so much weirdly horny shit has been going on in this game anyway, so why not. he floats closer.]

You know you could've just fucking asked from the start.

[identitypolitics]

I was still trying to decide if I thought you were my type, you know.

[ said a little primly, but she’s curling her fingers into his spectral shirt collar anyway to pull him the rest of the way in. ]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

Does this mean I pass muster?

[and once he's close enough, he'll lean in for astral makeout time]

[identitypolitics]

[ well, there’s an implicit answer, because she bridges the rest of the distance to lock her lips into his—

and it seems like this isn’t her first rodeo, so to speak. she definitely knows what she’s doing; just a little scrape of her teeth, teasing her tongue into it. ]

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[the scrape of teeth is nice, but Valor's not in the mood for teasing. he leans into the kiss, trying to deepen it.]

[identitypolitics]

[ oh. that’s not bad, and she’s trying to adapt to the tone he’s setting; she makes a quiet, pleasef noise as she presses into it, draping her arms around his shoulders. ]