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( 003 » ENSEMBLE ) party time.

» WHO? Everyone
» WHEN? July 1 to July 8
» WHERE? Entire Station
» WHAT? 168 hours of being forced to listen to cheesy music on repeat…
» WARNINGS? the mundane and slightly ridiculous becoming terrible, cheesy pop music, forced sleep deprivation, anger, loss of control, emotions, potential for stabbing, hallucinations, mania, memory loss, confusion, seizures, depression.

0 0 1 » LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTED

It starts in the mess hall and it starts slowly. At first, it can barely be heard over the conversations that are happening but as the volume increases, it becomes apparent that music is playing. Not just any music: characters from Earth will recognise these pop hits from the 70s, 80s and 90s. They’re the kind of hits one might find on a Spotify playlist titled “Top 100 Cheesy Hits” or “Songs To Sing To In The Shower”. Power ballads. Boy bands. Girl bands. Woodstock.

Soon, the music can be heard all across the station, blasting from every speaker, audible in every room. Characters who were asleep in their quarters will be woken by the music’s volume, characters under the shower might want to start singing along (but remember, the walls might just be thin enough for the neighbours to hear) and if characters clear some chairs, there’s enough space in the bar for an impromptu dance floor.

Some characters have been working on improving the replicators, too, so while the alcohol supplies at the bar are dwindling and all but gone, the replicators are now capable of making something that’s palatable, even if it’s not quite up to scratch.

What’s the harm in having some fun? It’s just a little music, right?

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0 0 2 » I WANT OFF THIS RIDE

It’s just a little music, right? And it is — but it just won’t seem to stop. The first few hours may have been entertaining, at least for those who did not get woken up by the sound of decades (centuries, even) in the past, but the music keeps going long past the point of entertainment.

After two hours, the songs start repeating. After six hours, they’re still playing. After twelve? Still playing. Twenty-four? Still playing.

Sleep becomes all but impossible as the music keeps playing loudly in every room and every corridor of the station. Attempts to shut it down prove unsuccessful.

Forty-eight hours later, the music is still playing.

Characters will begin to suffer the effects of sleep deprivation, in addition to the general irritation that might come from hearing the same two hours worth of cheesy pop songs on a loop: headaches, exhaustion, tremors, irritability and confusion to begin with, followed by lapses in memory, muscle aches, malaise, violent behaviour, hallucinations or mania as cognitive effects set in, possibly also seizures and depression.

And still, the music keeps playing.

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0 0 3 » THERE’S SOMETHING IN THE WATER

The music and the sleep deprivation it causes are the reason for many of the symptoms people are feeling, but something is happening that goes even beyond the music, beyond the lack of sleep: something has changed about the food replicators.

The food is slowly getting better, for one, thanks to a group of individuals who’ve been working on improving them. Beyond that, however, imperceptible, the composition of the food comes with something extra -- namely heightened emotions. Whatever causes it, it’s in the water, too.

Those who are already angry feel angrier and have a harder time controlling that anger. Those who are already sad feel sadder and have a harder time not bursting into tears. Those who are already apathetic feel more apathetic and have a harder time prompting themselves to so much as move. The effect holds for all emotions, heightening them, making them harder to control or counteract. Impulses become action far more quickly than usual. Irritation at the music may become anger at the person singing along under their breath and that, in turn, may lead to someone getting stabbed with a plastic fork.

It’s nearly impossible to keep a cool head, though some people seem more affected than others.

OOC: This part of the plot is completely opt-in. Whatever characters are feeling will be heightened and strengthened and their impulse control lowered. Make sure to get ooc permission for any stabby action of comparable deeds, and keep in mind that non-con is prohibited in game.

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0 0 4 » AFTERMATH

After 168 hours, the music stops. Whatever was in the water and the food is gone again, meaning characters may never know it was there in the first place. After all, some of the effects of it could have been down to the sleep deprivation as well…

Still, there’s something off about the whole thing. It might seem like someone is watching them. Toying with them. But surely that’s just paranoia, right?

In the aftermath of sleep deprivation and poor impulse control, characters might want to get some sleep or try to mend those relationships that were damaged by careless words or people getting creative with the cutlery.

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[It's perhaps a shame that Kira feels so acutely emotionally numb now, considering how very fervent he senses that Alucard is. There is a passion there that he had always hoped to see, and while his body certainly responds, he can't think anything, other than how nice it feels to be wanted so. Maybe that's not a bad thing either, though.

He groans in response to the growl, his hands sliding down the small of Alucard's back to grab his ass, squeezing.]

Fuck.

... was beginning to doubt you had it in you.

[He gives a throaty laugh at that, his head rolling back to let Alucard at his neck as much as he'd like.]

[A hiss escapes him once Kira fondles his backside, and Alucard snorts against his neck. Still a scoundrel, through and through.]

I've wanted. For sometime.

[That, at least, has been true.

He doesn't need the blood, but he's biting down anyway. Little half-bites, pressing along Kira's collarbone and throat, his tongue swiping away blood as it drools out of broken flesh. He doesn't care who sees, maybe he wants someone to bear witness to the marks his fangs leave.

Another low growl, and he's rolling his hips roughly against Kira's.]

[That was a good feeling. Getting someone else to laugh. Kind of laugh. That felt nice, it was almost like feeling something himself.

Well, at the least, Alucard chose the right person to simply grind against in the hallways, because Kira didn't mind in the least that people might see them like this. Kira could do whatever and whoever he wanted, after all. And right now with that roll of hips against his, this was where he wanted to be. It would be stupid to take a break just for the comfort of others.]

Ah. Haha, good.

[Kira moves his hips from side to side then, his hands still against Alucard's backside before they slid upwards and around his waist.]

I said you could have me anytime, didn't I? Offer's still on the table. Or on the wall, or against a counter...

I don't care where.

[In a better time when he had more of a mind of himself, Alucard would normally prefer to keep it private. Keep it to a bedroom, perhaps even more romantic. But here, it is base, and he simply just desires. That is the urge he follows, one he has ignored for sometime.

He finally bites down fully on Kira's neck, drinking eagerly, grinding harder. He doesn't even need the blood right now, but it doesn't stop him from helping himself.

After pulling back, he nips at Kira's earlobe.]

Perhaps I will have you here, regardless of who may arrive.

[Alucard doesn't get any argument from Kira, not for where they do this, how, or even the biting. Instead he gets a pleased hum as the skin of his neck is broken once more and he can feel the vampire feeding.

Kira lets out a sigh as he takes a hand from Alucard's back to grab a fist full of that lovely blonde hair, tugging at it just to see the reaction he'd get, and to feel the way those fangs felt as the pulled at his flesh.]

Well.

I'm waiting.

[He gave a low laugh, pulling one leg up around Alucard and shoving his hips forward as the hand not still in that golden hair pulled his hips closer, getting some more of that delightful friction between them.]

[A rumbling, beastly growl is given in approval as Kira pulls on Alucard's hair, fangs dragging through flesh against Kira's throat. He nuzzles in closer, tongue running over the bite marks and cuts made.

He relishes the idea of what they've done, what they're doing, and none of it being hidden. Marred flesh is a promise of what has been.

One hand keeps to Kira's hip, holding him there as they grind together. Alucard is hard, getting harder, pressing against Kira furiously. He wants nothing more than to have him like this, regardless of who comes by.

But they're certainly lacking any real preparation.

Alucard hikes up Kira by his leg and hip, effectively carrying him.]

Elsewhere.

[An awkward position, but not impossible to carry him like this. He'll start making his way toward the clinic now, still nipping at Kira's exposed neck as much as he can.]

[Oop. He was being carried now. Kira just gives a little huff of surprise. He was cool with whatever, but if Alucard was willing to just carry him off, far be it for Kira to tell him otherwise.]

Don't make me wait too long. I'll get bored.

[He's mostly teasing. Mostly. But also like... he's wanted this too. Alucard is a good looking dude and he was just so fun to mess with. Kira actually helps him carry him a little by lifting his other leg to just kind of wrap around him.]

I can't even kiss you with you all over my neck like this.

You won't be for long.

[He sighs, and for simplicity's sake decides to fly instead because walking like this is a little awkward. Alucard tips his chin up and leans in to nip at Kira's lower lip.]

Better?

[Even now he's being a pain in Alucard's ass and yes of course he is pleased about it. He smiles at the nip on his lip, looking quite proud of himself as he just attempts to settle around Alucard's waist as he floats.]

Much better.

[And he does press a kiss to his lips but like also you cannot just hover and not expect Kira to say something.]

This is the first time anyone has carried me in flight. I feel like a princess~

I could still drop you.

[Despite the words, Alucard at least sounds like he's probably joking about that. But he does lean in to kiss back, if only briefly.

After all, he has to open the door to the clinic finally. Once the door shuts behind them, Alucard is all but tossing Kira to the closest cot in the room.]

Remove your trousers.

[Kira want afraid of being dropped. Not with how Alucard had been with him just in the hallway, the two of them rutting against each other like animals, barely contained by their clothing.

But he doesn't need to say that, the grin on the devil's face quite enough to say everything he needs to as the door is opened and Alucard tosses him to a cot.]

Can I call you 'doctor'?

[He's still grinning, and then taking off his leather jacket before unzipping his pants and pulling them off unceremoniously.]

I think I need a thorough examination~

Unfortunately for you, I don't have a medical kink.

[The words are spoken very seriously, of course. Alucard is fetching a salve in a small container, then shrugging off his coat to the floor. He'll care about tidying later.

He doesn't right now. He just wants right now.

Swiftly, he approaches, leaning to kiss as fiercely as before, fangs dragging over Kira's lips.]

But I suppose I could perform one proper examination for you.

I think I could fix that...

[He sticks his tongue out at Alucard then, unfurling his wings as the vampire pounces on him once more he certainly wasn't worried about them during this activity, and would need the access to his astral powers in order to heal himself a little. These kisses were rather sharp, and Kira liked it that way.]

Nah, I don't believe in medicine.

[It's a JOKE. Kira didn't do actually going to a doctor! Doesn't help that he is already well aware that his body is fucked. Though... this being his original body, it might be in new and interesting ways.]

Just fuck me before I fuck you.

[The wings catch his eye. In the past, he's resisted temptation from touching, but he has no such filter now, his hand reaching out and stroking along the black feathers. It's a brief tender moment as he seems to look at the wings with a certain fondness.

Then there's Kira's vulgar statement.

Of course.]

That won't be a problem.

[He's opening his own trousers, shoving them down just enough to free himself, erection hardened and out. More importantly, he's coating his fingers.

Despite everything, he doesn't have any desire to hurt Kira. Maybe a ridiculous sentiment. This is Lucifer. Still, he genuinely doesn't wish to see harm come to him, especially in this.

One hand goes to the back of Kira's left knee, pushing it up and out of the way. A slickened finger feels between the cheeks of Kira's rear before pressing slowly into his hole.]

[They're sensitive, and Kira jumps a little at the unexpected touch to his wings, especially since Alucard ahd been fairly vicious with the rest of him. He just hoped Alucard remembered that kind of throwaway line about actually needing to kill him if his wings ever get injured.

It was enough of a jolt to get Kira kind of out of it for a moment, and things kind of got a little too real for him for a moment, which found him silent, his jaw clenching even before Alucard started preparing him.

This was fine. He was fine. This would be alright.]

[The jump does make Alucard quiet a moment, and he frowns thoughtfully. They'd been rough with each other, and that suited him fine, but--]

Did I hurt you?

[There is genuine concern in his voice.

Despite everything he's said to Kira today or how he's bitten him, he is a beloved friend.]

No.

[He shakes his head, sucking in a breath and fluttering his wings impatiently.]

You still got a finger in me, let's keep this going, yeah? I don't really care much for being like this, ya know.

[Sitting half-naked on a cot in the clinic with a finger in his ass. Not his idea of a good time, doctor kink or no. Also, he wasn't very patient when it came to bottoming.]

I prefer the part where we're kissing and touching each other.

[For a moment, he wants to press, concerned, but he isn't going to tempt Kira's impatience. He lets out a sigh and nods.]

All right.

[Undoubtedly, Kira is more interested in just enjoying themselves anyway. Better to keep it a move on.

Alucard curls his finger, less for the sake of pleasure and more to make sure that he isn't going to bring any harm to Kira, at least not in a way that'll be lasting damage. There was nothing wrong with keeping it rough and quick. The finger slips out and Alucard sets to slick his cock, then reaches for Kira's thighs before parting them roughly.]

Then kiss me.

[He says it like an order.]

[He really, really is more concerned about them enjoying themselves here. He certainly didn't want to make this into something more than it was. A quick fuck, meant to get something off of their chests that they've been holding back, something purely physical, and not a show of affection or anything like that.]

Don't tell me what to do.

[As he says that, he does grab Alucard's head tugging him in closer for a kiss. He wants it, he's hungry for it, but mostly, he wants that body up against his. He wants to feel again for a moment.]

[As soon as Kira pulls him back in for a kiss, Alucard is going right back in, fangs and all. With a rumbling growl in his chest, the dhampir refocuses himself into base pleasure. Absently, as he rolls his hips, the tip of his cock rubs at Kira's hole before he starts to push in.

The heat is so welcoming, almost enough to make Alucard sigh into Kira's mouth. He presses in, then draws his hips back before going in further. There are no longer any niceties about it, no real patience, just that he's going to push for as far as he can go without waiting.]

[Kira groans in pleasure at the feeling of teeth nipping at his lips, the metallic taste of blood tinging the taste in his mouth in a way that wasn't entirely too unpleasant. His hips buck up to encourage Alucard to continue when he feels his cock pressing against him; fuckin' do it is the silent encouragement, only because he was too busy mouthing at Alucard to use his lips for anything else.

It hurts, having Alucard just hilt himself without any real time for adjustment, but in a way that just makes Kira laugh, the slightest hiss of pain escaping his lips.]

Ahh, fuck, yeah, like that.

[He rolls his hips in encouragement, fingers dragging down Alucard's back in the best way he could with a shirt still in the way. If the barrier wasn't there, you know he'd be clawing the shit out of him right now. Instead, he just nips back at Alucard's mouth, tongue swiping at his bottom lip.]

Hey, does this mean I've earned it now?

[For a brief second, he regrets being so hasty. He certainly wouldn't mind Kira clawing his back to hell, would welcome the sting, but he hadn't wanted to wait. He wanted to take him, fuck him into the cot.

The dhampir rolls his hips powerfully, his grip on Kira's thighs strong enough to bruise, promising to mark him in ways beyond the damage his fangs have done.

Then he has the gall to speak.]

You are insufferable.

[Alucard growls and gives a rougher thrust of his hips, driving into Kira.]

Yes, you have earned this. Me, taking you.

[If he wasn't covered in marks and bruises, unable to walk straight for days afterwards, what was even the point of this? He grins a cheeky grin and lets out a loud, debauched moan, hoping that anyone that walked by the hall would be able to hear, to know what Alucard was doing to him. He nearly moans again at the thought alone, head rolling back as he lets out a laugh.]

That's part of my charm.

[He reaches down to start stroking his member in tandem to Alucard's thrusts, manhandling himself just as rough as the other man was being. Kira wanted Alucard's mouth on his again on the onehand, but even moreso he wanted to get him riled up with his words, since it was incredibly fun to do.]

You say that like it's a punishment, Princess.

[ the clinic door opens.

venus, bless her soul, isn't even here to get help. she's just checking up on her good friend alucard. what she's definitely not here to do is to get her first glimpse, live and in person, of just what anal sex looks like.

she doesn't say a word. she couldn't if she wanted to - her breath is caught in her throat. she has walked in at a very bad time and just about anything she does here is going to make things even more awkward...

...so she goes for broke. she looks kira directly in the eye, from her position behind alucard, and gives a single shaky thumbs-up.

nice. ]

[At any other occasion, he might have noticed that Venus was there, but he's completely wrapped up in what he's doing, which is definitely pounding Kira into the cot below them. That does, after all, have his attention before anything else.

He curls his fingers into Kira's hair, tugging, forcing his head back as Alucard growls down at him, baring his fangs.]

Then do you consider this a gift?

[Alucard holds back less. This is Lucifer, he can manage it, he can use more of his strength. In most occasions in his mind, he would adore making love to someone, but this is far from it. He fucks Kira into the mattress, low beastly sounds rumbling from his throat, and his eyes turn into a shade of crimson gold as he gazes down at Kira.

He wants him to feel this. He wants him to feel it long, long afterward and he will provide.]

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