crystal.

[byblow]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Alistair
RECIPIENT: Everybody everywhere
WHAT: Road games for everyone including those not on the road
WHEN: On the long trip from the Sunless Lands back to Kirkwall
NOTES: (1) Please threadjack and post your own would-you-rather top levels to your heart's content. (2) I think new rifters won't have their own official crystals until they get back to Kirkwall but please just have them participate over someone's shoulder or whatever else for fun.

I'm not actually walking across Ferelden again, because I'm not allowed to be in Ferelden, but if I were, you know, I think I would deserve some kind of medal. The Medal of Trudging. Awarded for walking clear across a country way too many times.

Anyway.

[ Anyway. The unspoken point is that he is bored, and it's time for a game. ]

Would you rather— [ continued in comments for organization's sake. ]

Comments

[nadasharillen]

Nothing says they have to be wet tongues.

Would you rather have to taste everything you touched or not be able to taste at all?

[aforethought]

If 's not wet, 's not a tongue. And vise versas, and all.

[ not, not vise versas ]

No taste at all — that's th'Ferelden way.

[byblow]

But—

[ No. He can't say it. He can't even imply it. You can take the boy out of the Chantry but you can only ever scrub like 85% of the Chantry out of the boy, tops. ]

That's a good point. But I could wear gloves. Delicious ones.

[galvanising]

What would your delicious gloves taste like?

[byblow]

Puuuuuudding?

[ Sing-song, uncertain. #nailedit. ]

Would you rather taste pudding through your tongue-fingers for the rest of your life or be able to use them to taste other things as well?