,, morning sunshine! (IC)

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you all know this game!
First person to start it wakes up with another person in their bed. Remember, the person in the post above is the one you find in your bed! So all you have to do- is narrate how your character would react to waking up in bed with said person! What do they do? What do they say? Its all up to you!

[aki009]

Sunlight pouring through the curtains disturbed his sleep, forcing him to open his unpatched eye with a flickering motion. Crimson bedsheets lingered at his waist, revealing his bare torso, covered in a series of smooth scars from blades. Turning his head to the side, he looked over to his companion with a smirk, some of his mahogany brown locks falling over his face.

"Good morning, carinho.~"

[Anastasia Lacusta]

Absent tresses of violet swept through her half awake expression, slowly realizing the sun was up and it time to begin a whole day anew! With a small push she rose halfway out of bed to realize the other half of her bed still dipped with weight. "Hmm? Surely I didn't become so fat overnight that I took over the whole bed!" Curious golden hues instantly found a bundle of sheets ruffling from their rest, she quickly pulled the blankets to reveal a well aged and half naked man. Not only was he handsome but had a delicious voice. "Ohh! Are you by any chance the boogie man? I never knew he could be so handsome . . ."

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[ca]

elegant arms swept across the bed, white gloves covering the slender hands as they were placed flat on the bed, the person that the arms belonged too helping prop himself up to a sitting position. by loosening his green orbs around the room in which he was in, he was still wearing his green coat like always, his eyes drifting down to look at them only for a moment, until he had just noticed that someone was also in the same bed with him, and he wasn't even noted of this yet! tipping his blonde head towards the right, a frame of purple hair hangs loosely over the other's head, hypothesising that it was a female that was in his bed. my, oh my. why am i in a bed with a beauty like you, my dear principessa~?

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[Desmona Eneas]

Cold air hit her legs as Desi's sheet was yanked from her body. A groggy snarl croaked from her lips as one red orb peeked open to locate the offender. Where she expected to see some idiot at the foot of her bed, taking away her blankets in an effort to rouse her, there was none. Feeling movement beside her, Desmona's eyes shot open as her hands greedily wrestled the blankets back. Tufts of blond hair lurked against the pillow and raw, red scratches littered his back. Desi traced the fresh wounds, "Out of my bed and to the infirmary with you. I don't know my own strength sometimes, dear.

[Walter Ebony]

the feeling of claws kneading his head made him sit up in the mess of feather duvets that were sprawled around his huge four poster bed. A few feathers danced easily in the air as the blankets were disturbed. Walter's hair stood in odd places from kingdom to come, and his water green-blue eyes looked around and squinted- his hand controlling the shadows around him to block the sun from spilling into the room with an unprecedented ease. But when a lump in his blankets caught his attention his eyes widened and darted to the closet door looking at the closed double doors with a slight relaxation as he crawled over to the lump in his black and blue plaid boxers. Random strands of blonde hair dances across the pure white blankest and Walter giggled. "good morning Desi-hime. kufufufufu... sleep all you like.."

[Sunday Jameson]

Stretching out under her blankets, Sunday's fingers brushed against a warm body. With a yawn, she opened her eyes to gaze at her sleeping company with the notion that it would probably be Dallas. Male body? Check. Black hair? Check. Dallas' snoring? Negative. The man next to her was certainly not her companion. With no idea who or what this man was, Sunny slipped out from beneath the sheets, searching for discarded clothing. The masculine shirt that had been tossed to the floor looked rather expensive and tailored, revelations causing Sunny to grin. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she nudged the mysterious stranger, "Rise and shine. How would you like to greet the day with a game of cards?" A mischievous smile beamed down at the man. Sunny would be sure to start the day off with a bang.

[Ozzara J'Ruve]

,, && *good morning,
The serene quiet of the night makes her stretch her long and graceful limbs like a cat. Her never ending locks of black hair dancing across the sheets like they owned the place. She smiled at the warm body next to her. Little one must have just fallen asleep... A small giggle rolled out of her vocals and cracked into the room like Sunday church bells- graceful and musical to all surrounding. A dark grin atop her graceful lips, her maroon eyes looking at the body with an approving gleam, her lips slowly parting to let her tongue dance across the nape of her neck.. "good morning...." she paused, as another giggle escaped her jowls. "though i guess its good night to you... ehehehe..."

[Nikko Rinjiin]

( NE! ? ),
The lack of light struck it odd, usually sun light would have hit him already and force Nikko to start his day. Stretching out his limbs, it finally struck him... was he in a bed? Did he fall asleep in a mattress store?! His body quivered as his hand struck flesh somewhere under the sheets with him, hesitantly he turned to see who it is, only to slither from the bed afraid to make any movements and out the door. "I ain't into older chicks!"

[Leon Galeheart]

With a bedhead made of tangled fire colored locks he rose from the covers, clad in just boxers his smooth toned muscles groaned in protest. His eyes flickered on and off, his body telling him to just lie down and let the warmth of sleep take him hostage. He let the covers slide further as he sought purchase with his hands to allow him to sit up. An odd sensation came from his hands, were they numb? perhaps his pillow was there. He gazed to his right as he saw his hand had been groping the chest of a stranger, and a man at that! Ho boy.... What did I do last night? He rolled the stranger in sheets and placed him on the ground. Regardless, you are sleeping on the floor. It's my bed! Sleep slowly and softly embraced him as his eyes flickered shut.

[Calintz Meme]

Twitching ever so slightly to the left, his azure gaze drifted lazily from dreams of leisure to the sudden paranoid feeling that he was no longer alone. First came the overly dramatic yawn and slow crack of one eye to see if whomever it was would be frightened away with just that. Secondly, the Fae king pushed his cold foot up against a surprisingly warm calf to startle the poor chap awake. Finally, awake enough the king ripped the sheets back and glared at the offending body. Seeing that it was male, and definitely not unattractive a quite uncharacteristic smirk appeared on his lips. "Mah...must have been a full moon." Shoving the body out of his bed, he quickly rolled back over, as king he had the right to sleep in damnit!

[Rath Smith]

"Mmmph."

The striking contrast of cold foot to warm flesh had Rath blinking awake, recovering from his dreamless sleep enough to regard the small body next to his with half-lidded eyes. The immediate response to this development was to reach across the bed and rake the boy in closer, or at least it was in the fleeting moments of his slumber-induced trance; by the time his hand was latched onto the fae's shoulder, the spell had been broken, and realization dawned like ... well, like being pelted in the face with a brick. 'Not again.' Rath cringed inwardly, freezing in motion so he might immediately retreat in the opposite direction. He picked his way out of the sheets, detangling himself from the mess whilst simultaneously trying to avoid the obnoxious pair of wings consuming the bed. 'A faerie? Did I defile a faerie? That's like sleeping with a unicorn.' A terrible, evil grin tugged at the corners of his lips at the thought, entertaining himself with whatever might have or have not happened the night preceding as he redressed himself. His face faltered, however, when he craned his neck down to observe the latest problem halfway up his legs.

"...These are not my pants."

[Asha Vale]

The sun was clearly well into the sky for the rays of bright light were what finally woke Asha from her deep sleep. Her tiny head was half covered by blankets and, well, more blankets. Which was absolutely odd seeing as how her night gown for this season was relatively thick. However her mind was much too slow moving and groggy to really care at the moment. The Sprite sat up and Asha's green eyes blinked rapidly against the light as she groped the area around her for some, any, article of proper clothing. It wasn't until her small palm met the warm flesh of another that a frown spoiled her sleepy expression. That certainly wasn't right, either. Although her room was normal sized with all normal sized furniture, including a bed in the corner, she had a custom made bed that fit her more comfortably. Since it was such a tiny thing surely there wasn't another person there with her! Her jade gaze slid over the rather large slumbering figure. A figure that, after a few more fleeting moments, Asha realized to be Rath. Rath! Surprised, she quickly retracted her hand and scooted away from the Summoner who just so happened to be perhaps her closest friend in any realm. Upon realization an instant blush across the entire entity of her face.

Surely she couldn't have...They couldn't have. Not unless Asha had somehow managed to Glamour herself to a larger size. But that couldn't have been the case, right?

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[Kiru Fujita]

Tossing and turning, whining as the sunlight from the windows struck her eyes. It was painful, to wake up to something like that. Painful that it made her want to hide herself within the blanket itself. Then again, she can do just that. So her hands began to search as her eyes remained closed, not wanting the sun shine into her eyes again. It went on searching... until she grabbed something rather soft... "Hmmm?" She squeezed, patted it a little more before finally snapping her eyes wide and realizing what she was grabbing. A women's chest. She blinked a few times before her hands did a few more squeezes.

"You're rather flat." Totally skipping over the thought that there's a random person in her bed. But then again, she could be sleeping in the wrong bed.

[Azaroth Soriz]

Groaning in anticipation, a strand of red hair layed on the snow white pillow that the man's head was orignally on, sitting upright as he was in a room he hasn't been in, and the shape was rather strange. The bright sunlight that shone through the glass windows bothered him, for that the changeling didn't like being outside, and just the thought about running out of this room and skipping outside was just too much. Grabbing his red strand of hair when he placed his hand behind him, he looked at how long the strand was, estimating that if it was still connected to his head, it will reach all the way to his shoulders, or a little past it. The sudden jolt of noise next to him startled him, raising up his curiousity as he turned his head around, only to look at a young female girl with his own red eyes. "Now I know what this strand of hair belongs to..~" He spoke quietly, blinking as to why he woke up like this, especially next to someone that was so much younger than himself.

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