Erato

What's so funny? [Tightening his hand on Alois's waist into a little pinch. He didn't say anything funny!]

((ooc: continuation of this thread, and closed to the public XD))

[There is only one thought running through Jasmine's head as she stands in front of the bonfire, tossing her plum from one hand to the other. She is bored - extremely bored - and while the flames and the music are pretty they can only hold her attention for so long. Breaking from her little game of catch, she takes one, two bites of the fruit and begins to look around the room.]

[She's been alone long enough in her life that she can certainly keep herself occupied if she really wanted to, but she doesn't. Not right now. She'd rather have someone else there to help entertain her, she just needs to find the right someone. Now will you be the one who catches her eye?]

( Joie de la vie )

{OOC: Please excuse my userpics... they are a work in progress. Aina Sahalin from Mobile Suit Gundam: The 08th MS Team. Sieg Zeon!}

[It was unbearably hot, and all Aina wanted to do was strip the flight suit from her body. As it was, she had it unzipped to her navel and opened wide, revealing her bare stomach and black sports bra underneath. She long since ditched her helmet.

She found an unlocked door and went in, hoping to find some sort of relief from this overwhelming urge that consumed her, maybe to even find some relief from this stiffling damp heat.

Who would she find inside?]

[He's asleep, stretched out on one of the plush beds with the covers kicked back and his shirt off; the room feels uncomfortably warm for some reason, which keeps him tossing and turning to find the cool spots on the bed.

Nothing exciting or strange here - just a pretty boy asleep on a bed. Does that tickle your fancy?]

[He's stretched out in a large, clawfoot bathtub, water nearly up to his chin, holding a book just above the water which he appears to be reading at breakneck speed. Does he really read that fast, or is he just flipping through it? Hard to say, but it's got his interest for now.

Lazily, he lifts up a leg and watches the water drip from it, then dips it back into the water. It's almost scalding hot, just how he likes it. If only there were someone here to share it with...]

((random urge. come play!))

[There's a tall, slim, dignified-looking man with a thick head of silver hair standing in the hallway, hands behind his back, just observing mildly. Occasionally someone will pass by, occasionally a couple, and he thinks he's got a very good idea what all of this is about. One corner of his mouth might be slightly quirked as he begins to pace the hall, hearing but not listening to the voices that bleed out from the rooms.

There's not much he can do, with no idea how he got here or how to get out, so he just keeps wandering and carefully not paying attention to his surroundings.]

((ooc: anyone got a fondness for older men? XD))

[ Mistletoe-kun is all about bringing people together—mostly their bodies. When one of the delightful little inventions finds two (or more) people together it puts up an invisible barrier around them. You might not even notice it at first unless you see the plant dangling from the hovering, silver ball above you. But you might need a little motivation so the barrier will be shrinking and shrinking and shrinking. Snuggle up! Take off your clothes and stay awhile! If you don't want to get squished—and we hope you don't—you'll need to get physical. Once you get started the barrier will get a little bigger to give you room to work, but it won't fade away until you're good and done~ Don't worry, the robot will prompt you if you're confused. Feel free to post here and get spammed with loving! ]


((ooc: Borrowing the phrasing from last year's event, because Haunt is awesome. An additional note: if your characters took place (or wanted to) in marinasylum's Kiss-bot event, feel free to continue your thread in Erato! (Maybe provide a link for fun/context?) The robot simply won't let you go, even after kissing.))

Joie de la vie~~!

[Chiaki's lip curls in an almost-sneer, the almost is important, as she drums her fingers against the altar.]

[Prayer was an idiot's maxim and she would have no part of it. The messily stitched up scar in her shoulder, where her right arm should be, that was her prayer -- and it went unanswered.]

[Instead, she'll tear the pages out of the closest bible she can find,

one

by

one.]


((Voice test, but will be slow until the weekend, sorry.))

[Oh, it's so hot. After the cool of the prison, it's downright oppressive, especially when he's arrived in his wool peacoat and scarf. He strips them off quickly, then does the same with his shoes and socks, padding his way toward one of the little pools of water that have caught his eye. He'll just dip his feet in the water, maybe strip off his shirt as well, and maybe -

- oh, what's that smell? No, there are a few of them, now that he notices. He thinks that one of them is a flower, but he doesn't recognise it from his time in Tokyo-3. They're very strong, and have oddly conflicting effects on his thoughts: part of him feels languid, almost sleepy, while the other is acutely aware of everything and tingling as though looking forward to something. He bends down to roll up his pant legs, and after a moment's thought, decides to pull off his shirt after all before stepping into the pool and sitting on the edge. Whatever the case, he's hoping someone comes along.]

((Midnight at the Oasis event, because I liked it. He's had a few conflicting scents - everything but rose, in fact - so who knows how this'll go? ;D))

[Mm. Comfy cozy in bed. Axel's partially tucked under the blankets right now, not snoring for once, and he currently has his back turned towards whoever it is he's sleeping next to. If you happen to wake up before him, you may take notice of a certain something he's wearing and nothing else on top. He certainly doesn't remember putting it on or what for, but it's not like it matters in sleep, right?

Wake him up in your own special way if you please, boys and girls. Last night clearly needs to be explained.]

[Now this is bizarre.

He knows the place by now, recognises the design of the room he's in immediately, so he doesn't find that too strange. But the rest? The silver-white ears protruding from his shaggy hair, not to mention the long grey tail curling out from a strategically-placed hole in his pants? Those are new to him. He recognises them the moment he finds a mirror - he's somehow grown the appendages of a cat. Punishment for that kitten? If he believed in the divine, he might think so, but the closest thing he has to a God wouldn't play such silly tricks.

So. He's an Angel, in Lilim form, who is now part cat. He curls up in one of the chairs, his tail flicking and dancing behind him, and perks up his new ears to see if he can hear anyone approaching. So far, all of his encounters here have been very interesting. Will the pattern hold?]

((ooc: i know i just made a post with him, and i'm still working on those threads, but i couldn't resist making him a catperson. it's just too adorable. anyone wanna play?))

[Well, this is certainly reminiscent of something similar that happened back in the prison, isn't it? He happened to treat that time like any other, however, so it's no surprise that Axel's calm and nonchalant as he travels down the corridors, black ears flicking every so often to pick up stray sounds and long, black and bushy tail curving around corners and doorknobs just to feel what they're like.

It's kind of fun, actually, like it had been when he'd had the vampire fangs, perhaps, but Axel shrugs off those ideas as he wanders into a room he's never seen before. It looks like a library, a huge library, filled with wooden shelves, tables, chairs, and rolling ladders to reach the highest cases.

And, talk about serendipity, there's something...nearby. Something more like a someone, actually, standing over there--or perhaps sitting over there, quietly engrossed in a book--and all Axel can think about is bothering. He's curious, insanely so, more so than normally, so as his tail swishes side to side and his eyes lock on to the target, he slowly and carefully stalks before running and leaping onto the person, intent on figuring out just what the heck it is they're doing.]

((ooc: That's right. Whoever responds has been pounced on or can sense him and move out of the way if that's what you want. Axel doesn't have that strong of an affect in terms of catlike behavior, but he's after you regardless! React however you see fit~))

[It was not every day Ribbons Almark woke up in lavishly decorated hotel rooms. Granted, this one had a bit of too much kitsch to it, but it was tolerable -- and it gave him a break from the redundant landscapes of the prison, so he was not about to complain.

And what does one do in a hotel? Change into something more comfortable of course -- blood red silk robe with black ribbon and pipings, and head on over to the room's mini bar and pour himself a drink as red as his robe -- a nice pinot noir it is. He takes a sip, lazily walking over to the window to look out into the night...]



(( ooc: *shrugs* A little flight of fancy for Ribbons, and it's also a part of his voice that I have wanted to explore. He has his Marina memories til Day 85. Also open for general CR. I apologize in advance for bouts of slow. I also think it's fair to put a bit of WARNING here before a poor muse comes tagging and ends up disappointed (highlight between the brackets) : [ ANGEL PARTS ]. With that said, have fun! ♥ ))
 

[The moment he awakens in a strange place, he assumes he's been sent there by SEELE. Thus, there is no panic, not even a moment of fear. Just wide-eyed, slightly sardonic interest.

Why the secrecy? And why a lavish hotel, of all places? He can't imagine what they're thinking, but he feels the key in the pocket of his school uniform (a white, short-sleeved button down with an orange t-shirt peeping out from under the slightly opened collar and black pants), so he gets an idea of what he's meant to do. Find the room, open the door, solve the mystery. How kind of them to give him some entertainment after the monotony of Shinji's depression.

So, naturally, he approaches the door of his room - 708 - and opens the door. Once he's inside, he settles down on the satin bedsheets that adorn the heart-shaped bed and waits. All will become clear soon enough, he feels. It's just a matter of waiting. And Tabris has been waiting a very long time to be activated - a little more won't hurt.

If the person who comes in happens to have met up with boy!Rei Ayanami, they'll be in for something of a shock.]

((Mangaverse Kaworu coming out to play! Don't expect the sweetheart of the anime, or you'll be in for a dark surprise. Also, I'm not available for tagging until tomorrow, but feel free to throw up a placeholder and I'll get back to you just as soon as I can!))

[Rei doesn't understand this.

She... is dead.

She knows that she is dead. She felt it, the moment she returned home - she felt the Angel invade her EVA and then her body, and she felt it self-destruct. If this were her third body, she wouldn't have any memories of her death, so it must be her second... but she is dead. How is she back here?

She wanders the halls aimlessly, trying to get used to the feeling of being back in her body. Memories flood back into her mind, memories she lost when she returned to Tokyo-3 - Tieria, Kid, Naoya, Tsukasa. She left them all behind. Will anyone she knows appear here? It would be nice to be able to say goodbye properly. All she can do for now is keep walking, and keep wondering.]

((ooc: anyone wanna say goodbye? CR is fine, btw - I chose this community because I was in that kinda mood, but if you just wanna talk with her, that's cool.))

[For the first time since her first arrival at this place, Rei feels genuinely conflicted about being here. Is it really okay to be in a place like this when she has a boyfriend? Does this constitute cheating? It is a dream, after all - a very real, vivid dream, but a dream nonetheless. Still, she thinks of Kid as she walks the hallways looking for her room, and she wonders who she will meet. She won't remember it when she returns to the prison, so she won't feel guilt, but the person she is here - she will remember. And she is used to dealing with a fragmented self.

She pauses in front of her room, hesitating before turning the key in the door. What should she do? She knows of no way to return that is under her control. There's very little else to do but enter her room, but at the same time...

... what should she do?]

[There's something very distinct and obvious about the room this time - it's filled with music, slow and pulsating and obviously, even to someone as sheltered as Rei, intended to be sensual. She's dressed in an absurdly tight and revealing dress that makes her want to run and hide in the closet, but instead, she finds herself rocking back and forth in time to the music as though compelled by some outside force. Closing her eyes, she begins with her shoulders, then her torso, and finally starts to rock her hips from side to side.

Who would like to dance with Rei?]

((technically for Axel, but if anyone else is in the mood for some sexy dancing, you're free to join!))

[Oh, wow.

Rather than stand shocked and bewildered by what this place has done to him this time, Axel, the moment he opens his eyes and spots a mirror to his side, let's out a short giggle...and then begins to laugh hysterically. He--she--sounds absolutely feminine, though her voice remains drawling with that same depth from when she was a man. Still skinny, still hourglass shaped, the hair isn't so different, but...she's definitely busty. It's a little uncomfortable to have breasts when she's wearing the Organization coat, but Axel's not exactly comfortable with taking it off at the moment.

Once she's gotten over the hilarity of her change, Axel gives herself another once over in the mirror before sliding to the edge of the bed and sitting there, one leg crossed over the other, slender hands propped on the bedsheets, and those same intense green eyes staring dead-on at the door.]

Hmmm~

[Rei's mun is bored, so Rei finds herself back in this place, but with nothing terribly special about it this time - no unusual rooms, no scents, no foods. No one present just yet. She's already in a room, stretched out on a bed in the little red slip she wore beneath her yukata (and while escaping the monsters in the prison) the night of the festival. Is it still that night, then? It's difficult to keep track of time here.

She throws back the covers and paces the length of the room, looking for some sign of what tricks it might be playing this time. She's female, so obviously that much plans to remain normal... is this really just a regular evening at the strange hotel? And who might she meet here this time?]

((ooc: as always, open to anyone, male or female.))