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Riverview Moderator ([personal profile] riverviewmod) wrote in [community profile] riverviewlogs2017-08-23 07:27 pm
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player-suggested mini-event: A STRANGER'S BED

who: everyone in Riverview!
what: Player-Suggested Mini-Event
when: August 26th - August 31st
warnings: please put any necessary warnings in the subject lines

a stranger's bed

As a lead in to September, Riverview's ♥ Month of Romance, this is a completely optional mingle that will cause affected characters to end up in each other's beds. There are various options for both established and new CR. While it's easiest for characters still living in Communal Housing, anyone who has moved to their own homes can be affected and end up finding their way to Communal Housing, or within their own housing.


Residents of the Quarantine may notice that various businesses selling food and drink - cafés, diners, bakeries, restaurants, and other such establishments - are heavily advertising a new flavor that's supposed to be the biggest thing since pumpkin spice. A flavor additive that's said to subtly change the flavor of whatever the diner is eating or drinking to optimize the dish, drink, dessert, or any other food item it is added to for each person's individual taste, it's been selling like wildfire and is the latest trend.

After the cause of the rash of amnesia was revealed to be plant-related, sellers are keeping the origin of the secret ingredient very close to their chests, since it is a derivative of a recently-discovered plant dubbed chameleonis. Depending on the method of ingestion, this additive can have a variety of unexpected side effects, but only once the person who has ingested it becomes sleepy. Methods of ingestion include:

● Ingestion: Beverage: When ingested as a flavor shot to drinks ranging from sodas to coffee to alcoholic beverages, it can cause a desire for closeness to a particular other person. Affected characters end up crawling into bed with that specific other character when they become sleepy.

● Ingestion: Food: When ingested as a flavoring added to a baked good or other meal, it can cause an intense desire for body heat when the character becomes drowsy. It won't matter to an affected character who is providing the body heat, so long as it's someone, and they will end up sleepily crawling into someone else's bed for warmth.

● Inhalation: When inhaled ether from a steaming hot beverage or soup, or as an essential oil or aroma from a bakery, it can cause disorientation when a character becomes sleepy. Affected characters either aren't sure which bed is theirs and simply crawl into the closest one, occupied or not, or become convinced that another character's bed is their own.

Feel free to post up a top-level for your own character either affected and invading a random bed or unaffected but open to having their bed invaded by affected characters, or tag around to other people's top-levels.


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ragnarsson: ([13.12] Almost kiss)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2017-09-12 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
[The threat does nothing to make Ivar hesitate. Dodger already knows he'd burn down the whole world if he thought he could get to Dodger that way. There's a manic gleam in Ivar's eyes now as well as a baring of his teeth that only passably resembles a smile, something that makes him press forward despite knowing that Dodger's own panic can make him unpredictable right now. Ivar could end up getting seriously hurt doing what he's thinking about doing. But that's a risk he's willing to take.

Dodger seems just about paralyzed with fear. Ivar crawls right up to him. He pauses there for a moment and then latches onto Dodger, using the man's very body to pull himself upwards. He's not really standing on his own two feet, despite what it looks like. The leg muscles are too weak for that. It's only the bruising grip he's got a hold of Dodger with that's keeping him upright.

He's taller than the older man, something he realized a while ago. He removes one hand from the painful grip he's got Dodger's shoulder in, moving it up to Dodger's face. His thumb moves slowly over the scar right in the middle of his face, the one that runs across his cheek and down past his lips. This is the closest he's ever been to Dodger without actively trying to kill him.

He can feel the heat radiating between them. It's like being caught out in the middle of the desert, the warmth all around with no end in sight. He gazes at Dodger for a moment without saying anything, then leans in, and kisses him. There's nothing gentle about the move, it's forceful and meant to show domination. When he stops, he lets go of Dodger, sinking back down to the floor. It's hard work staying upright for that long. He waves a hand in a lazy manner.]


I've changed my mind. You can go now.
smokedout: But I say it anyway, and I'll say it again ♪ (8 ♪ I'm thinking that was best not said)

[personal profile] smokedout 2017-09-12 01:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dodger is shaking harshly as Ivar climbs up him, staring at him without any ability to fight him. His skin is burning hot, hot enough to hurt at the touch, but he doubts Ivar really cares at this point. The thumb on his scar makes him pull in a sharp breath, teeth clenching as it brings back memories of others who have touched his scars without asking permission.

And then Ivar kisses him, and he stares at him as he slips back down. He doesn't see it as anything romantic, he sees it as exactly what it is - a power move. He shakes and stares at him a while longer, before steeling himself-

-and slamming his fist down onto Ivar's back, turning visible as his hand is consumed in flames. He'll be burning a hole through Ivar's clothing, scorching his skin, and aiming a kick at his ribs afterward.
]

Leave me the fuck alone, you fucking freak!
ragnarsson: ([11.8] Talking)

[personal profile] ragnarsson 2017-09-15 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Ivar's laughing, a harsh, grating sound, and continues to do so even when Dodger's fist burns his skin. Only when the smell of his scorched skin reaches his nose does he finally stop.

He skitters to the side, avoiding the kick to his ribs as he reached for a weapon. Being near to his bed, there was always some about. He grasps the knife he dropped when he fell off the bed as a warning. He's had his fun, but he's not willing to pay a high price for it.]


Run along now, little dog. I'm done playing with you for today.