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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.
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?
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.
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.
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.
Please remember to put warnings in subject lines if so required.
» 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?
( ♪ )
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.
( ♪ )
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.
( ♪ )
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.
( ♪ )
Jennifer | OTA
[Jennifer stumbles out of her room, one hand balancing on the wall as she blinks blearily around. Some kind of disco-like music is playing, and Jennifer just looks... perplexed]
What on Earth...? Is-- Is this music [She's never heard this kind of music before and it makes her wince] Is this music of the future? Oh dear...
[As the song moves from tht to something more like Spice Girls, her bewildered look doesn't get any better. She looks terribly concerned for the outcome of music in general in the future.] Do people really listen to this?
[002: A Love Suicide CW: abusive relationships mention]
[The song that plays isn't well-known. It's slow and dreamy. Jennifer sure doesn't know it, but it makes her heart clench anyhow.
I can be so mean // You can beat me // I would like to shame you // I would like to blame you // Just because of my love to you
Her mind swirls around Wendy. Wendy who'd saved her. Weny who'd loved her and wanted nothing but her love in return. Wendy who turned everyone against her, who knocked her down to the lowest Jennifer could go and still kicked her, Wendy who killed to isolate her.
And Jennifer still can't help but love her. Her heart feels like it's breaking open as she finds herself back at the observation room again, slumping into a chair.
And love itself is just as innocent as roses in May // I know nothing can drive it away // Though love itself is just as brief as a candle in the wind // And it's greedy just like sin
She promptly bursts into tears, whimpering] I'm sorry, I'm sorry...! I sh-shouldn't have forgotten...!
I don't want to be the princess, I just want a friend!
[This is fine.]
[003: A Love Suicide Part B CW: Hallucinations, blood, minor mentions of/implied nail injuries]
A bright red crayon just for you... [Jennifer mumbles to herself like a mantra, drawing in red crayon on the wall of the hallway. It's a fairly nice, albeit childish drawing, of two little girls holding hands, wearing crowns. There's a dog. A bunny. A house, a sun. Another drawing of a little girl surrounded by roses, wearing a crown. All in red crayon.
Well. In Jennifer's mind it's a red crayon. In her mind there's a little blonde girl in a nice dress and a sun hat, smiling mysteriously and giggling, guiding her hand.
In reality it's definitely not a crayon. Her scratching at the walls has left her fingers bloody and mindlessly she 'paints' with it on the walls.]
[004: Aftermath]
[With the music finally gone, Jennifer knows she should get back to her room to go to sleep.
However, she can't quite get herself to make it that far, and she's gotten so turned around on this station that she doesn't know where her room is right now anyhow. So some unlucky people might find the equally unlucky girl passed out in the hallway, sound asleep.]
004
He doesn't have time to break it apart as he has, to indulge, to fight pointlessly. He is ashamed.
Though he is well on his way to his room, Alucard does stop upon seeing Jennifer's collapsed form, asleep on the floor. Despite his own feelings, he can set it aside to ensure she reaches where she needs to be.
He crouches to her side, gently shaking her shoulder.]
Jennifer. I need you awake, just a moment.
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Five more minutes, please... [But even though she says that, she's beginning to wake up more, struggling to open her eyes.]
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18... um. 5.18. [That sounds right, anyhow. She's pretty sure. (It is.)] But don't... Don't waste your strength on me. I'm sorry... I'll get up. [So she says, but she's barely making an effort. It might take a while if she's trying to do it on her own]
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[It's not impatience, but he presumes it is chivalry. Gently, he scoops his arms under her shoulders and legs, very easily lifting her bridal style.]
I can take you to your room. You've well earned your rest.
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[She akes a surprised noise as she's lifted up, feeling a little more awake now as she blinks at him.]
M-Mr. Alucard?
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[Which, at the moment, he certainly ranks her higher than himself.]
Rest, Jennifer. I will take you to your room.
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[She's not really speaking to Alucard at this point, but her head slumps against his shoulder as she sighs deeply.]
I can't do anything right. I can't even remember the things I need to.
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Hajime is one of the boys who helps me in the clinic. The first thing he ever told me was how normal, how he had no important or useful skills. I like to think he's proven himself wrong a little bit; he is a quick learner, and much more intelligent than he gives himself credit for.
Even if you do not do something correct the first time, it does not mean you are incapable.
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Hajime...I met hm. He's very nice. But... that's how boys are. They're forgiven much easier. Girls don't have the luxury. When it's men, it's medicine or science. When it's a woman, it's witchcraft. [She makes a slight hand gesture to mean 'etc.' and sighs.]
...I'm sorry... I'm sorry I'm like this. ['I'm sorry for who I am as a person,' she seems to be saying and she shakes her head again.] I shouldn't argue... You'll see, in time, like everyone else...
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Tch--!! On the contrary, these are the heinous sins of mankind's past which can never be atoned for...
[He assumed the music was coming from some inconsiderate party on the station, but after a walk to a different floor entirely he's starting to realize there's no escape from the details of Scary Spice's desires for her lover to embrace her sacred immortal bonds with the Coven of Spices.]
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You... don't like it? [She tilts her head as if to hear the music better, picking out the words so it's not so jumbled a mess to her ears. The lyrics of the song make her vaguely uncomfortable, all 'friendship never ends' and all that.] What kin of music do you like, if, um... if I may ask?
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Of course only the most reviled of otherworldly overlords like himself can instill fear in the hearts of humanity, even with a bed sheet wrapped around them as a scarf and no pomade!]
Kehehe... ...fuhaha HA HA HA!!
2/3 sorry i lied
Pah! [Gundam clenches his fist and his teeth!]
The mere insinuation--! You dare--! An Overlord of Darkness would never have an interest in the frivolities of pitiful mortals!
3/3 actually sorry in general
Gundam can't recall anyone ever wanting to know such a detail about him.]
Of course I prefer the cacophony of the astral realms, sounds no near mortal would be able to listen to without immediate calamity and a wretched death!
...But in my corporeal form I've been able to endure the preludes and resolutions of humanity's animes along with songs from nature's most voluminous beasts!
[So like... anime songs and those audio cds of nature sounds like whale calls people go to bed to.]
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[She doesn't know this guy or where he's from--for all she knows, he's totally telling the truth about being some calamity of evil or...Overlord of Ice and Darkness or whatever the fuck he's going on about.
Though, she's also vaguely reminded of the orphan children playing make-believe, especially the boys and their weird adventures they'd make up...]
...What's an... 'anime'?
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Fool! Humanity wishes only to manipulate one another with false words and cheap tricks in the illusion of love and friendship--!! [Gundam pauses awkwardly for a moment, making a mental note: aside from the singularity.]
... [He clears his throat, throwing his 'scarf' around him for dramatic effect!]
At their core... the pitiful people of this world wrap themselves up in shrouds of false purity and dishonest 'righteousness' in the pursuit of their own selfish desires and ambitions! Not truly caring who they need to trample upon so long as their ends are justified by the means--!! [...aside from the singularity.] It is their nature!
I am too powerful to be deceived! My dark ambitions shall always be laid bare! I am the Forbidden One! I am the Taboo King! I who am served by the Four Dark Devas of Destruction and will one day rule this world! [Four hamsters spring forth form Gundam's bed sheet scarf as if Gundam wasn't crazy enough before this moment.]
I am the great and powerful Gundham Tanaka, Supreme Overlord of Ice!
Kekeke... Fuahaha--HAHA!
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...truly you have no concept of such animations?
[Wow. He could have lifted so many memorable lines for that previous monologue. Why didn't she tell him sooner?]
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But she's absolutely distracted by the arrival of CUTE HAMSTERS?? What the fuck. She immediately moves forward to investigate and examine the hamsters, looking delighted--there's even a genuine little smile on her face! Good job Gundam.]
Hm? Animations? Well... Oh! Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs just came out last year! [That. That counts right.]
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Another disturbance of the space time continuum... most intriguing indeed--!!
[Gundam abruptly jumps back, keeping himself and the hamsters just out of Jennifer's reach.]
Stand back! No mere mortal may touch me without bringing calamity upon their very existence!
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I-I'm sorry! I just... I wanted to get a closer look at your hamsters... They're very cute? [She pauses and adds, a bit quieter]
...Besides, I doubt there's much more calamity you could bring to my life that hasn't already happened... It can't get too much worse than all of this, right?
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As for myself any contact with my flesh will onky result in a painful, unyielding death! Your screams will echo for all eternity, your spirit doomed to suffer from the insidious poisons festering within me!
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...however. It seems as though you might possibly show a natural inclination towards the dark arts yourself... [She does in some ways resemble the Dark Lady...]
Nothing that even come near something that rivals my power, but... perhaps Jum P shall allow an offering to him as the lowest ranking of my four generals of the apocalypse.
[Gundam gestures to the sleeping hamster who looks quite content to be pet.]
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[She's not sure if that's a good thing or not, a supposed inclination toward 'dark arts' and all. But hey, he's letting her pet the hamsters! So she's not going to complain.
She approaches cautiously, not wanting to startle the hamsters, and reaches out to gently start petting Jum P's head and skritching behind his ears. The smile that comes to her face is genuine and warm, looking far happier than she's been in-- Well, in a long time.]
How adorable... I'm glad you're able to take care of him so well, even in this sort of place. Is it difficult, getting food for them and all? I'm not sure how the- the replicators work, exactly, but...
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