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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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theunluckygirl: (Maybe I can fit through.)

[personal profile] theunluckygirl 2018-07-10 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[She sits up fully, hands resting in her lap as she considers this. There's a lot of things she could or should be asking here, about, you know, safety and stuff.

Instead she asks, quiet and concerned:
] Don't you need blood to survive then? Have... Are you alright? Have you been able to eat here?
reposing: this icon was commissioned. do not reuse. (goodbyyyye everybody)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-07-10 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a pause, then a tired smile offered on Alucard's face.]

You are sweet to ask. Before I could properly test the replicators, I had those who would donate. The replicators offer me blood, and I've an acquaintance who can test to see if it is safe for me.

I am all right, my lady.
theunluckygirl: (1974122)

[personal profile] theunluckygirl 2018-07-10 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't look entirely certain of this--she's seen the replicators, after all, and she's a little dubious on how well they'd work. So:]

Be that as it may... Please take my blood if you need some. You've helped me so much, and this is such a small thing to offer in return...

[IS IT, JENNIFER. IS OFFERING YOUR BLOOD REALLY A 'SMALL THING'?]
reposing: (doesn't really matter to me)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-07-10 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[He holds out his hand, gently taking hers. Alucard bows his head, laying a light kiss to her knuckles before addressing her.]

Not today, Jennifer.

However, should I need you, then I shall call for you. Will that be enough?
theunluckygirl: (You know how I feel)

[personal profile] theunluckygirl 2018-07-10 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yeah her original assessment of him as a prince isn't clearing up any time soon as her face turns instantly pink]

...Y-yes. Alright. I'll accept that. But-- Please do. Don't be saying that just to make me feel better or to stop me from asking again.
reposing: (my time has come)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-07-10 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[whoops. look he was raised as a gentleman ok]

Of course. I would not ignore it. If I truly need you, I promise to reach out.

For now, rest as much as you can. Call for me, if you need me. Understood?
theunluckygirl: (Once we are both dead.)

[personal profile] theunluckygirl 2018-07-10 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Now that this conversation is nearing its end, Jennifer can feel herself growing sleepy again, so she's grateful that Alucard's going to be taking his leave.]

Yes, I will.

[...Even though she just asked Alucard to not do this himself, Jennifer isn't entirely sure if she wouldn't or wouldn't call on him herself. She's not sure there's any problems that might come up that would be significant enough to be worth bothering him about, bt she supposes if there IS, he'd be a good first person to call as any.]

Thank you, Alucard. Really.
reposing: (open your eyes)

[personal profile] reposing 2018-07-10 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course.

Rest well, my lady.

[At that, Alucard takes his leave, sliding the door shut behind him.]