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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.
( ♪ )
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Do something, whatever that something is, and bring yourself back out of your head and into your body, and while that body is tired it's also elated to be moving around because that's what it was meant to be doing.
Instead-
Crack.
...
...
He was wrong, he guesses. ]
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She did. And now she's holding him close, hand on his cheek like she was caressing it this entire time.]
Ren-kun...I, no. I didn't mean that.
[She looks really upset with herself now.] I'm sorry.
no subject
It doesn't hurt? Ren's mostly just- ]
Surprised that you did it, honestly.
Like, no biggie, I was being a jackass. But you seemed so down.
no subject
[She takes a breath, resting her head on Ren's shoulder. She needs to control herself better, come back to her senses. What has she done?]
I can go.
[She feels herself withdrawing, but who would want to stick around the person that slapped them?]
no subject
You can if you like.
[ She's given the choice, but -
His hands slip from atop her shoulders down to her waist, a little firm to show that his wish hasn't changed. ]
Or you can sway a little.
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She feels like she should go, but she really wants to stay.
In the end, doesn't it seem like Ren is getting what he wanted anyways?]
I'll... stay.
[Her exhausted head will stay right on Ren's shoulder, the swaying would do good to put her asleep if this song wasn't blaring in such an irritating manner.]
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[ There isn't anything that his friends can do to him that Ren won't forgive. That's the privilege of entering into a contract with a Wild Card: hearts become clearer and lose their defined borders such that his spills over into theirs an vice versa. That he is nothing without their support, and that bond can easily weather silly actions born out of passing irritation, made without meaning.
Instead Ren cups a palm over Haru's other ear, trying to put a barrier between it and the music, his shoulder completing the circuit. With any luck she'll hear the thump of his heartbeat a little louder, his chest warm with meandering humming meant to tune out the incessant blare. ]
no subject
It's nice, Ren is nice.]
Do you know how to waltz, Ren-kun?
[How hard could it be to teach him?]
no subject
[ You could say that his style of dance is more modern hip-hop or purely improvisational - not unlike his leadership style.
Still, they sway out a little further past their bounds, ghost of a waltz triangle nipping at their heels. ]
I'd love to learn.
no subject
[She murmurs it against his shoulder, enjoying a last few seconds of muffled music before she brings a hand up to bring Ren's head to her level. She needs...something ground her a little further. To give the both of them that totally friendship level of closeness.
She presses their foreheads together. From here, though she really doesn't care, Ren will be able to see how only three days of sleeplessness has taken its toll on Haru.
To the sweet voice of Pat Benatar's "Promises in the Dark", Haru will start a simple waltz step.]
Just follow my footsteps, okay? [She doesn't care if the song is a little fast for waltz. She's uncoordinated. Eyes closed because she's sure her secrets would be told if she were to stare into Ren's stupidly pretty eyes for more than a moment.] Are you getting it?
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[ Now why wouldn't someone want to stare into Ren's pretty eyes? :3c
Being a leader means knowing when and how to take instruction. Ren is no exception; he's always been all too happy to give his friends the limelight - not only because it lets him take it back in an over-the-top fashion afterwards. Not only. But his love is deep and constant, a compass magnetized to true north.
He is not so afflicted as to avoid taking in the blurry details of Haru's face up close, her tired eyes, the worry that she's working to forget for a slim moment's relief. Ren's sense of peace grows in spite of their surroundings, glad to have an external point to orient himself toward to the exclusion of a harsh offense of their senses. ]
It's pretty easy once you get the hang of it, yeah.
[ After a while Ren gently pushes for lead, still not quite in time with the song but it works well enough, the two of them hitting the beat every so often. ]
Where'd you learn?
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She doesn't stop resting her forehead against his, happy enough that it is providing her something else to focus on.]
I don't really remember. My parents, I think...?
[Of course, Haru doesn't remember very much about her mother. Her Father was always the one constant in her life.]
I learned to play the piano too.
no subject
Oooh, ojou-sama.
[ His smile is sharp, tempered with their closeness. One can only get so mischievous at extreme close range. ]
I bet you know tea ceremonies and which fork goes closest to the plate too.
no subject
I'll let that one slide.
[The "Ojou-sama", comment.]
I do, it was proper teaching when I was young.
[How close are they now? So close, actually. Their noses are touching.]
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The music may have changed. For once they have the blessed relief of being able to push it into the background because what was immediate still had the ability to command attention, sharp and harrowing in its own way and yet Ren wants to push deeper into it and create a shelter for a few minutes. ]
Would what we do as Thieves be improper teaching, then?
[ That's what makes it fun. ]
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But Ren is a distraction, a blessing. She wanted nothing more than to keep staring into his eyes. To sway around with him until she felt like she could breathe again. She's breathing now, and that is what matter.]
Of course. But I think I have quite a fondness for it. The improper way that is.
[Their noses bump again.] Can you dip me, Ren-kun?
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That bump felt less accidental, less meandering of intent. ]
Of course.
[ Though not without some flair. Ren grins, dovetailing their next step into a slow twirl so Haru catch on, then dips her gently, surely with one of his hands strong underneath her and supporting her spine.
Hm, when did their faces get this close? ]
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The bump was less than accidental, but it was really just some friendly affection. At least she thinks? Friends bump noses right?]
Impressive.
[She's laid back in the dip, and she can't help but notice how close they've gotten in the last few seconds. It would be romantic and cheesy if they were actually aiming for that sort of thing.]
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Friends bump noses, they dance with one another, and they definitely dip. I dip, you dip, we dip.
This close? No chance in hell that Haru can see his smile, but it does soften the harsher lines of his eyes at the edges. Nah, who needs cheesy and romantic when playful will do just fine.
Therefore in the spirit of the role laid before them, Ren steals a small, chaste kiss from Haru and then carefully draws her back up into a standing position. ]
Thank you for the lesson, Haru-chan.
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Friends bump noses, but do friends kiss? The lack of sleep makes it hard to draw those sorts of lines. So she accepts it with grace, and a dusting of pink across her cheeks.]
You are very welcome, Ren-kun.
[She leans up, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips. She is a Phantom Thief too, you know, she can take back what was taken from her.]