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reverielogs2018-05-24 09:26 pm
wingstosee) wrote in reverielogs2018-05-24 09:26 pm
Entry tags:
- altered carbon: takeshi kovacs,
- angel sanctuary: sakuya kira,
- cinderella: cinderella,
- danganronpa: hajime hinata,
- digimon: erika mishima,
- final fantasy: rhea'li khbala,
- house in fata morgana: giselle,
- metroid: samus aran,
- nier automata: 9s,
- persona: goro akechi,
- persona: ryuji sakamoto,
- power rangers: zack taylor,
- shadowhunters: clary fray,
- steven universe: lapis lazuli,
- the magnus archives: jonathan sims,
- tinker tailor soldier spy: ricki tarr,
- windstorm comics: apollo,
- wktd: neptune,
- wktd: venus
open; THE GRAND PHANTOM HEIST
Β» WHO? Anyone and everyone!
Β» WHEN? 5/24, possibly going into the wee hours of the morning.
Β» WHERE? The bar, Deck 3.
Β» WHAT? Venus has a convoluted plot to get everyone into a room and drinking.
Β» WARNINGS? Hopefully, nothing past alcohol consumption and discussions/drinking games!
[ the announced day has come, and the hour draws ever closer. in mere hours, everyone on the station will come to know...
THE WRATH OF THE PHANTOM THIEF.
by which i mean, the station-wide drinking party venus has been wanting to throw since she got here. let's keep things friendly, everyone!
ooc: top-level prompts posted as headings below! feel free to post your own top-levels under the headings! ]
Β» WHEN? 5/24, possibly going into the wee hours of the morning.
Β» WHERE? The bar, Deck 3.
Β» WHAT? Venus has a convoluted plot to get everyone into a room and drinking.
Β» WARNINGS? Hopefully, nothing past alcohol consumption and discussions/drinking games!
[ the announced day has come, and the hour draws ever closer. in mere hours, everyone on the station will come to know...
by which i mean, the station-wide drinking party venus has been wanting to throw since she got here. let's keep things friendly, everyone!
ooc: top-level prompts posted as headings below! feel free to post your own top-levels under the headings! ]
THE BUILD
there's a palpable tension in the air - one that isn't helped by the varying degrees of weaponry people have shown off on the network. anyone could be the thief - anyone. that person who came in to check? they're a suspect. the girl working the bar? who'd have easier access? and let's not forget that blonde with all the wings and the eyes, who keeps coming in and just... sort of looking around. very suspicious, that.
well, regardless, let's try not to get anyone shot before the party, hmm? ]
@venus
Erika follows Venus out of the bar like a short, dour ghost and lurks at a consistent distance until she's directly addressed.]
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THE REVEAL
the communicator shows the time as clear as day - 2100 hours, exactly as the warning stated. but nobody steps forward to claim credit. ten seconds pass, then a minute, and it's not long after that that the murmurs start.
the entire things was a sham. no phantom thief is starting anything.
venus isn't the first person to speak up. as much of an idiot as she can be sometimes, she knows that much. (akechi may or may not have briefed her on it beforehand.) but about five minutes in, after the silence has been broken but before people have started filing out, venus clears her throat and tries to get people's attention. ]
Um. Hey there! Hi. [ she's sort of painting a big red target on herself by speaking up, and if her expression is anything to go by she's clearly aware of that. ] Uh, I was sort of thinking... Since it doesn't look like anyone's coming, and we're all here, why not- you know, try to get know each other some! Haha.
[ this is right about where she'd feel regret for her cunning plan, if she weren't constantly in that state to begin with. maybe some people will ]
clary fray ( ota. )
When Venus speaks up, Clary can't help the way her eyebrow arches, a smile grossing her face. So the thief wasn't a thief in the first place, just an earnest devil who wants to make friends. It's sweat, and she's about to say so when something catches her eye. She's one of the first to move to the bar, making a beeline for a specific bottle. It's murky contents are only half full, and there's something slim and silver inside. Her heart pounds as she frantically looks for a glass big enough to pour the contents out, wiggling the bottle until what's inside splashes into a sticky puddle on the side. )
Thank the Angel.
( Clary's smile is probably a little too blinding for something that looks remarkably unremarkable and yet, she clearly knows what it is. ) Does anybody want this? ( The drink, not the stele. Because she's passing the glass to anyone who wants it and retreating back to the corner of the room. Her jumpsuit sleeves get rolled up, and Clary doesn't bother to hide what she's doing. Instead the tip of the object settles into her skin, glowing brightly as she burns a mark into her arm. She does this several times, until she looks less and less exhausted, her runes sudden and stark and black. Whatever's been affecting her since she found herself on the space ship fades away - hunger, exhaustion, she even feels less weird about the pull of gravity - shoulders loosening. That's better. Maybe now she'll take an actual drink. )
oh shadowhunters, the trash show of my heart, i can't resist.
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THE GAMES
to those of you about to drink, we salute you.
if you've stuck around this long, you're clearly interested in seeing things through. you're not the kind of person to back out just because of something sensible, like not entertaining an idiot's ideas or not wanting to get wasted on a station that's eating people. so when venus pulls out the best idea she's had all night (which isn't saying much)- ]
Hey, does anyone know any good drinking games? I'm actually sort of new to all this. Haha.
[ -clearly, you weren't one to coward out. ]
Open As Hell
Unless we can get a beer pong table set up, I think we could go with the other classic. 'Never Have I Ever', except unlike the last time I played, we take a shot if we did do whatever the other person says, rather than stripping.
Just say "Never have I ever...", then add on something you've never done. Then we go around and let each person come up with some shit. Go on, you first.
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Samus Aran | OTA
She stares (as best as she can) into the eyes of whoever's across from her as she offers her hand.]
Let's do this.
[Who the fuck is about to arm wrestle Samus?]
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Adrian "Alucard" Ε’epeΕ | OTA
Should you approach, he says flatly:] Before you ask, I cannot become inebriated like the lot of you. Not unless someone was willing to give me their blood right now.
I would not anticipate upon such generosity.
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Really?
[ Jon mostly approached because he has also been sitting by himself, nursing a single drink, trying to convince himself to stay. It's a small community. Socializing is important. But he hates parties. The comment, though, that makes things a lot more interesting, and the nosiness that has been his lifelong companion rears its head. ]
How does that work, exactly?
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[Says Ricki, with raised eyebrows. He has absolutely not received the memo about dhampirism, and it's a hell of a thing for a stranger to come out with in a bar.]
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But why is that? Are you anemic?
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Is that jealousy I sense?
[He's teasing, of COURSE, but more importantly, he's gotta see what Sr. Grumpsalot is like drunk, and so Kira plops himself down next to him, though the temptation to drop himself in his lap was GREAT, and he pulls at the collar of his shirt.]
I'll help you join in on the festivities, don't you worry.
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[Comes the eloquent question from a clearly buzzed 9S.]
Wait, I've heard of this... Something about humans storing excess blood for emergencies, but you look fine to me?
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i'm deeply sorry
(Head's up Alucard, you got a slightly tipsy seventeen year old heading your way and unfortunately, she recognises you. She's only had a few drinks, but that seems to be doing her just fine.)
You didn't get enough blood from my girlfriend the other day?
Heeeeeeere we go!!
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Samus Aran | OTA
Well, now Samus is staying to keep an eye on everyone. Alcohol makes people do stupid things, and she's here to make sure everyone gets back to their rooms safe.
And to take whatever's left and get it to the med bay.
To whomever walks up to her, she is glad to reply first.]
What.
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Will you not join us?
[He holds up the bottle of... well, he's not sure what it is, but it might be rum? Questionable rum.
Rhea'li himself is not terribly tall and very clearly not human; a pair of cat-like ears crown his head and a long fluffy tail pokes out from the standard jumpsuit he's wearing.]
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Oh, uh... Hello? I'm 9S. It's nice to meet you!
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(Neptune's just looking for a place to chill with the bottle of beer she's trying to nurse butβ honestly, it's kind of gross? She's only ever tried hard spirits before and thought she'd branch out, but she seems to be paying for it.)
Lapis Lazuli | OTA
[But she's in the bar because... Reasons, apparently. Everyone's drinking weird stuff in bottles that smells quite frankly like the stuff that Amethyst sometimes drinks.
Someone please help this awful Blue Person Have Fun.]
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Lapis, isn't it?
[He's never met her, but the gem on the back and her appearance is kind of a giveaway.]
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wildcarding to after the game don't try and stop me
slams u into the ground
and yet, I persevere
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takeshi kovacs + ota
okay, the only thing that could make this better was looking around and finding his sister's face, bancroft's head on a fucking pike, not being here, and a cigarette. he was a simple man with simple wishes but since none of what he wanted was going to happen, he was just going to drink. ]
Happening party.
[ the words were flat, sarcasm edging each syllable. but, he was around because that's where the booze was and he'd managed to grab one of the bottles and was currently filling and re-filling his glass while he watched the goings on. ]
This feels suspiciously like a team building exercise. I've been conned.
[ but, he wasn't going to leave. this was a decent chance at seeing who was aboard this bucket of bolts and mentally cataloging them into 'interesting', 'not interesting', and 'undecided.'
it was also a good place to get drunk. ]
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It's a space party. Lack of atmosphere is a problem.
[ Dad jokes in space!! What a time to be alive. ]
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hajime hinata | ota
Then again, if people do get hurt, he's going to have to help Alucard in the medbay, and... ugh. Eugh. He might as well see what happens. He doesn't hold any illusions that someone like him can talk down a crowd of angry people, but at least he can say he did something.
Which was totally unnecessary, as it turns out. When the truth of the heist is revealed, he's left sighing through his nose in some mix of exasperation and relief. It'd be weird if he just left now, so he kind of... hovers near where he usually sits and plays video games, holding an untouched glass in his hand and just watching the party.]
Too bad the food machines don't work right... [He's. talking to himself. He does that sometimes, it's fine.] I don't think even this stuff can make it taste like real food.
[He takes a sip, then gags violently, then almost as quickly tries to hide that revulsion. Even though his throat is still working, and it's burning, and oh my god how are people drinking this. Way to be cool, Hajime.]
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Unsteady is not quite the word to describe how she is. Distracted, maybe. Jittery. Moving a little bit too quickly for herself. Like she's tapped a long-dormant reservoir of energy and carelessness that her limbs are not yet fully willing to draw on, too used to sitting still and stubbornly resisting new patterns.
Once extricated from the game, she makes a rapid beeline for Hinata and finds herself, to her appreciative surprise, mostly in a chair. She studies him while getting the rest of the way into the chair.]
You're being responsible.
[she's fuckin not.
But she nods in approval of his choices.]
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OTA | After Never Have I Ever
Which was where he was now, lying on his stomach with his head to a side so that he wasn't simply face-down, but he was looking pretty miserable.]
Hey, hey!
[Kira called out, reaching for the legs of someone passing by and grabbing their ankle if they were unlucky or too slow.]
Hey bud. Help me up.
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He might have had a little too much to drink too. It was only through the grace of him being easily distracted that he wasn't in the exact same position.]
I told you... [Siiiigh.] What a pain. Grab on.
[9S extends his hand.]
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u thought i was jokin but here i am
U never joke about taggin
shit. shit u right. i played myself.
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Ryuji Sakamoto | OTA
So when he arrives, it's (un)fashionably late, and there are a bunch of people hanging out and getting their drink on. At some point, he gets handed a space solo cup of beer, and here he is, holding it in his hand and looking around.
This is the life, right? Being underaged, no supervision, doing whatever the hell it is you want without limits. Ryuji should be there, playing never have I ever- and oh, Akechi and Venus look like they're having fun. It makes him smile as he looks down into the cup. It's good. The guy needs sorely needs some friends.
So, this is expected behavior, right? He brings it up to his mouth, and takes his first sip of alcohol. There were reasons he wasn't really that cool with the motion of doing it, but, whatever. He had this mystical idea in his head that it would taste like crap, but here he was thinking oddly of yeasty bread, and the shroud around the stuff peels away. It's not the worst, but it's not entirely all that pleasant either.
It's also a pretty ways into the event, so if there was a bartender, they've long been since retired. He hoists himself up to the long slat and sits, legs dangling below in
a way that clearly states he's definitely not old enough, or cool enough, to be in a bar.
Ask him to make you a drink? Talk about how much a wet towel he is? Shoot the shit? He's pretty chill with whatever. He'll stay here as long as he knows Akechi is, distantly caring that he at least makes it home safely tonight. Not that he'll admit it.]
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In short order, Hajime's leaning against the bar next to him, a similar cup in his own hand that looks about a quarter gone, maybe less. The fact that he still looks, well, almost completely sober, implies that he hasn't had any other cups than that one in his hand as he gives the other a friendly smile.]
I was starting to think you weren't coming, Ryuji.
[-And, yeah, he's a little surprised to see him over in
losers'loners' corner like this. He kind of expected to see him in the center of attention? Or making himself the center of attention, anyway.](no subject)
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1/2
i tabbed out and forgot i didn't send this
YOU LEFT ME HANGING I THOUGHT SHE DIED AGAIN
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zack taylor π power rangers [2017] π ota
but he got kidnapped into outer-space by unknown forces, marooned with his powers but none of his friends nor his only remaining family. and as a consequence, he's gone back to his old ways: breaking laws that, as far as he's concerned, doesn't hurt anybody else in a real obvious way. (he's almost crushed other people flat with giant animal-shaped robots before, which had been against the rules and perhaps obvious to some— but it hadn't been obvious to him, and that's what matters.)
he's pretty drunk. not as drunk as he would be were he not a #power ranger, but he sure as hell seems to be feeling some kind of way as he sloughs into a series of uneven forward steps. reaches out to grab the nearest person around the shoulders-- and maybe that person is you.]
Try this one, [he suggests, holding a bottle near your mouth. it smells like it could burn warts off of mules.]
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Usually Neptune might have a little more sense in drinking something thrust upon her by a literal stranger but she is having the time of her life right now, and she's up for trying everything. Besides, she doesn't even seem to be getting super drunk like she hoped she might?? It's the devil in her speaking, for sure; she's merely buzzed.)
Hold onβ (she kind of shoves a little at Zack, making sure she's got a good grip on the neck of the bottle before she tips it toward her mouth to try. She has a pretty decent swallow, but the burn of the alcohol leaves her spluttering, coughing hard into her hand.)
Terribleβ what the fuck is that??