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reveriemod ([personal profile] reveriemod) wrote in [community profile] reverielogs2018-07-01 07:57 pm

( 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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reposing: (my time has come)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-07-04 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
A difficult choice.

[Alucard wishes that he was strong enough to protect Minato from that sort of fate. That he could do something to keep him safe.

But that is impossible, so all he can do is hold him.]


I wish it were different, but I understand why, Minato.
foolishjourney: (♪ 12223595)

[personal profile] foolishjourney 2018-07-04 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
I don't regret the choice — I would've died either way, and I had already started mentally preparing myself for that inevitability. I just... being here has given me too much time to think. And I've been trying so hard not to, but it's just been building and building and I felt like I was going to burst.

[He puts a hand on Alucard's shoulder, fingers grasping gently into the fabric as he finally looks up to meet his gaze, and tears are rolling down his cheeks again.]

I'm only 17. There's so much I never got to do with my life.
reposing: (VERY VERY FRIGHTENING)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-07-04 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Alucard's fingers are gentle as he thumbs away the tears on Minato's face.]

I understand.

[At least, to some degree.]

The choices put before us are terribly unfair. It was not fair for that to be asked of you, but you did it anyway.

But you have time now. Time to spend with people. For however long, I do not know, but I hope for the most part it is time spent well.
foolishjourney: (♪ 12223598)

[personal profile] foolishjourney 2018-07-04 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Minato leans into the touch a little, eyes closing for a moment.]

You're right.

[It's... actually a bit of a comforting thought. No matter how awful this place might be, it still gave him a second chance at being alive, and there were good people here that he would be glad to spend that second chance with, for however long it might be.]

My only other worry is... they said the world had ended. I... I'm afraid my sacrifice wasn't enough. That I've failed everyone after all. That it's my fault.
reposing: (life had just begun)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-07-04 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
And what else could you possibly have done, in all of your power?

Even if you gave them a spare few minutes, you gave them time.

You aren't a failure, Minato.

[Alucard leans in, gently pressing his lips to Minato's forehead.]
foolishjourney: (♪ 12223571)

[personal profile] foolishjourney 2018-07-04 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Minato's shoulders sag with relief — who knew all he needed were a few simple reassurances? It felt like tons and tons were falling off of him, as though he'd been Atlas taking on the weight of the world only to have it all lifted way at once, and he slumps forward to rest his cheek against the crook of Alucard's neck, a soft smile pressing against his skin. Talking to someone... was nicer than he thought it would be.]

Thank you. This means... a lot. For you to be here for me.
reposing: (pulled my trigger now he's dead)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-07-04 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
Then I am relieved to have done right by you.

[And that he's done something right at all. As of late, that seems like an impossible task.

Alucard keeps a hand to Minato's back, a silent permission that he may stay there for as long as he'd like to.]
foolishjourney: (♪ 12223555)

[personal profile] foolishjourney 2018-07-04 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Man, all this emotional whiplash just made him even more tired than he already was to begin with. He closes his eyes again and lets out a soft huff of breath, his arms moving to properly wrap around Alucard's neck to keep himself in place.]

...I hope you can succeed with stopping your father. I believe in you.
reposing: (doesn't really matter to me)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-07-04 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
[If it were possible, he would like to help Minato sleep. Honestly, the position is ideal for it.]

...Thank you. I hope that you are correct.

[Selfishly, he'd hate to be apart from those he's bonded with, but his duty comes before anything he wants.]

Try to rest for now, Minato. I will be here.
foolishjourney: (♪ 12223511)

[personal profile] foolishjourney 2018-07-04 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
Mmhmm...

[He is, at least, one of the lucky few that has experience sleeping with loud music playing, as he'd more than once fallen asleep with his headphones still in his ears before. It wasn't ideal, and it wasn't particularly restful, but it wasn't all together impossible for him. He starts to nod off every once in a while, only to jolt back awake at any particularly loud noise, obvious by the way his head jerks a little suddenly from time to time. But eventually it comes to rest against Alucard's shoulder once again, giving him more short moments of rest, however much that even ended up amounting to. Not much most likely, but hey, anyone would take that this week.]