Posts Tagged: 'series:+neon+genesis+evangelion'

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[info]cursedmemory
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[Non-Event || Closed]

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[Naoya remembered what had happened, and he was not pleased. Pulling blankets around himself, he sat up, glaring over on the other side of the bed, which was now empty.]

Rei.

[info]kitty_has_claws
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[info]kitty_has_claws
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[Event | Open]


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[It's uncomfortably warm, so she stripped out of her uniform, replacing it with some little, white piece of gauze. She sits near a pool of water, splashing some of it on her neck to cool down. Little streams run down her shirt, causing it to cling.]


((OOC: Memories from [info]marinasylum. Anyone is welcome. I haven't decided which scent(s) are getting her. It may be different for everyone who tags. I might even go non-eventy if she doesn't need it~))

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[Event || Open, Closed]


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[Different. Always different. This time when Axel wakes he's not as quick to react to what's happening around him. In fact, when he does awake, laying on his side on the tiled floor, all he does is stare unblinkingly with glazed over eyes at the wall in front of him. Eventually, though, his body senses the growing, intense heat around him and he slowly starts to peel away from the ground. It's a temperature he's accustomed too, really--where he's comfortable being in--but for some reason it's making him feel unusually...drowsy. Loose.

...Submissive.

Eyes half lidded and feeling as if his muscles can't hold himself up for much longer, he flops back down on the floor. Then, a quiet, unsure sound,]


Mn...

Closed )



((OOC: the first part is OPEN and includes a very rare spectacle: SUBMISSIVE AXEL! Feel free to take advantage of this fine opportunity. The second half is closed to [info]shellsnicecream and ALSO includes a rare: ROMANTIC AXEL. What the hell am I doing. XD))
[info]firstchildren
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[info]firstchildren
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[Event | SO OPEN]

[info]firstchildren
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[Well. This is - different.

And hot. She can feel her shirt sticking to her skin with sweat, which gives her the first indication that something is different - when she pulls it away, she realizes that she no longer has breasts. Ah. So she has arrived male again.

As a male, Rei is both taller and much slimmer, dressed in a light, short-sleeved white button-down with an orange t-shirt underneath and black dress slacks. She still has her penetrating red eyes, but her skin is paler around them, and her silvery-blue hair hangs over her ears and down to her neck in a shaggy, spiky mop.

He finds one of the shallow pools and pulls off his shoes and socks, rolling up his pants and wading in the cool water. Ah, that's a blessed relief. He sits on the edge of the pool and closes his eyes, listening to the soft music in the distance - it's lovely and soothing, and almost lulls him into a slight doze, his body swaying in time with the rhythm.

There's also a thick, heavy scent on the air, something that smoothes away his concerns and cares and makes him feel almost boneless with relaxation. Then another scent comes to him, this one a little stronger - it snaps him out of his daze, his heart starting to beat a little faster and a feeling of excitement he can't deny stirring in his veins. He feels... strong. The change from feminine to masculine seems much more pronounced. He suddenly hopes very much that someone else will appear.]

((ooc: sometimes i feel like genderswitching Rei. This is one of those times. Boys or girls welcome!

ALRIGHT KIDS, Naoya has arrived, which means all the usual warnings apply - possible violence and/or dubcon.))
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[info]firstchildren
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[Non-Event | Very Open]

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[Ah. Here again.

She doesn't even know how to feel about this anymore. She is no longer scared of Naoya, not entirely, as he has shown that he will allow her to overpower him. She pretty much expects to meet him again, as she has not seen Tieria again and no one else has found her here (she does not remember her one other encounter, as though her times here all exist on different timelines).

So. She pulls her key out of the pocket of her school uniform (why her school uniform? This place has a strange sense of humour) and opens the room indicated on the tag, wondering what she will find. Perhaps someone new. Perhaps Naoya again. Secretly, she hopes it will not be him, but she doesn't let her hopes get too high.]

((Hoping to find someone to keep her company while Naoya is away~. Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?))
[info]darkmessenger
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[info]darkmessenger
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Event; open mostly

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Despite there being as much to do as there was, this sorcerer couldn’t help but stop and marvel at the unexpected sight of a garden in the night. Lanterns flickered from their posts, illuminating a small path weaving in and out of the greens. Though he didn’t need any more distractions, the event postponed being him figuring out just how he ended up here, there were neat baskets with fruit inside of them on little tables to further deter him from the intended task. How convenient; he was just thinking about how the only other thing to save his predicament would be a snack.

Plucking a few out, the wandering on his part continues until he’s inside the large building which appears to be enclosing the garden itself, checking rooms while occasionally taking a bite out of a rather big apricot. The plump, juicy, and orange fruit is gone with a matter of seconds, and for a reason he can’t explain he’s craving more. One after another he consumes, opening doors into other rooms as if it’s his business, eventually tiring of the unproductive search. In another section of what may as well be this castle he stores himself in, taking seat on one of the large sofa chairs while deciding what to eat next from his collection. They were only fruit, after all, so how harmful could they be? It couldn’t hurt to indulge.
[info]firstchildren
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[info]firstchildren
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[Non-event | Semi-Open]

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[This time, Rei remembers everything.

She's not in the garden, but in some sort of hotel room, lavish almost to the point of kitsch and strangely erotic - too much red, soft satin sheets, candles lit, even a heart-shaped bed. But she remembers the garden.

She remembers Tieria Erde. She remembers herself as a boy. And she remembers Naoya.

Immediately, she's filled with a cold sense of dread. Will it be him again? Will there be a repeat of last time, teasing and tenderness followed by violation? Or will she be lucky, and have someone else? Perhaps even Tieria again?

She doesn't know, and that's what drives her mad. All she can do for now is sit on the edge of the bed, heart pounding, and wait.]


((ooc: intended for one person, but if anyone else really wants to play with the slightly traumatized Rei, just let me know and we can give it a try! also, WARNING: May contain violence, dubcon, and/or elements of D/s.))
[info]cursedmemory
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[info]cursedmemory
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[Event | Open]

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[Mm. This place again. Naoya wasn't fond of it, but he couldn't help it. He draped himself over a pillow and chewed an apricot lazily.]

[Perhaps he could sleep here, at the very least...]


[[ooc; Warning for dubcon.]]
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Event | Mostly Open

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[Whatever this place is, it's really, really beautiful. Rei wanders in dreamily, breathing in the scent of the flowers, then notices the fruits on a tray and approaches them curiously. It seems dangerous, eating food that's just been left out like some sort of trap, but - oh, her mouth is watering, and they look so delicious. She tests a blueberry, and a small sound escapes her lips at the taste - it's like nothing she's ever eaten before, so sweet and succulent and juicy. She eats an apricot, then a few cherries, then a fig or two...

... she's not aware of the effects yet, of course. But if someone should arrive...]


((ooc: posted with someone in mind, but anyone is free to chime in. please? oh please?))

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[Old Event | So open]


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[The air here feels thick, just a little difficult to catch her breath. There's a twinge of tension, too, but not in an objectionable way, necessarily. Though enough to make Lacus seek refuge somewhere she could relax.]

[She's never seen a bath so beautiful. The scale of it is impressive and yet it feels intimate, inviting; even the haze of steam somehow fits her mood. A towel wrapped around her midsection (because this seems a public place, even if she's not yet found any company) and her hair twisted up and pinned to the crown of her head, she settles herself into one of the full tubs. Her contented sigh echoes over the tile as the bath does indeed have the effect she hoped for.]

((OOC: Open to aaaanyone at all~ She has memories from Marina Asylum but not prior DR threads. Help me appease the loud muse?))
[info]firstchildren
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[info]firstchildren
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[Event/Open]

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[She awakens in the hallway, dressed in her school uniform rather than her plugsuit, with a strange tightness around her throat. At first she wonders if it's just bruising from the choking she received earlier, but when she fingers the line of her neck, she finds something smooth and cool resting there. Uncomfortably tight. No seam.

Also, no cast on her arm. How did it heal so quickly?

No, it didn't heal, she thinks, finally looking around - she's not even in the same place anymore. She's somehow traveled again. This doesn't look like a prison, and the chain is also gone from around her ankle, but it also doesn't give any clues of its purpose from the hallways lined with numbered doors. Apartments? Maybe. Or maybe cells. Marina hardly looks like a prison, after all.

Swallowing uncomfortably, she starts out down the hallway, trying as much as possible to blend into the shadows. For the moment, she doesn't notice the charged air, but the presence of someone else just might trigger it. Who knows?]

((ooc: giving this another try now that a few people know rei. c'mon, she may be emotionless on the outside, but she's still hot! ;D

Also, spoilers for Devil Survivor and Neon Genesis Evangelion))