Erato

THE CUPCAKE MEME

( You remember this one, right? )

[OOC: All information about character contained in character's information page; thanks!]

Robert Drake wasn't having the best day.

So now Cyclops comes begging for me to do the taxes. Clients riding me left and right... I need a drink. He removed a flask from the pocket of his black pinstripe Armani suit and took a swig. Some Irish'll help.

He kept walking down the street; his footsteps seemed to echo off the pavement. His distant blue gaze met nothing around him.

Alright... back to the office, Bobby. Those hookers and blow aren't gonna pay for themselves.

He turned around and began walking in the direction of the office again.

A flash of red caught his eye; his thoughts stopped instantly as he scanned the sight.

A red building. It sat behind a wrought-iron fence with gilded decorations.

He didn't even think before he walked through the gate. He didn't even notice the street he was on had suddenly become devoid of pedestrian traffic. His eyes remained fixed on the building as he walked up the short path to the door.

As he looked at the lock, he felt something in his hand. It felt cold, but too heavy to be ice.. he looked at his fist and uncurled his fingers.

Alright, this is getting weird he thought as he stared at the key. Trap?

The air around his other arm began to get colder as he summoned his powers. Frost crystals became visible in his breath. But even the prospect of a trap didn't deter his curiosity. It probably made him more willing to go inside.

He quickly placed the key in the lock and opened the door.

"Hello?" he asked. Keep cool. Really cool.

[The area may be largely unfamiliar but Erik's still managed to make himself comfortable.

Chin propped up on his hand, he eyes the chessboard in front of him with a languidness that could almost be considered bored - or could be something very, very different.

At his elbow, on a polished side table, is a bottle of wine and two empty classes, but he's very much alone.]

[it's that kind of night. wine, atmosphere, privacy... but company. that was the sticking point. and he's resorted to looking, or at least a version of it, strolling through the halls with the stems of two wine glasses crossed between his fingers, an airing bottle of red in the other.]

[come out, come out, wherever you are.]

((OOC: Cross Marian, *moderately* effected by the aphros. your character can be as effected as you like, or not! he may get more effected as time goes on, depending on need.))

[Kitty just finished some extra security measures to the house and now she is sitting on the roof watching lanterns float up into the sky. She's not sure why they are there or what they signify, but there is something peaceful and beautiful about them. So, instead of going back inside or even exploring to get closer she just stays put.]


(OOC: What if the Allen and Tyki fight had never happened? Begin scene.)

[Kitty wakes up and it doesn't take long to feel that something was wrong. The way her body pressed against the bed was just...different. A glance down told her the rest. She was in the wrong body and it was a man's body on top of that.

She knows strange things happen in this place. And this is definitely a strange thing.

Her own clothes didn't fit, but it seemed the room was up for providing a solution to that, so one white button down and a pair of jeans later she was out the door to explore, but first...

She stopped in the hall, hand pressed against the wall, just feeling it solid beneath the unfamiliar palm of her slightly larger hand. Closing her eyes she lets the hand slide through the wall as if it wasn't there.

She smiles. At least her powers still work. That's one thing.]

[In general, warmth isn't their thing, but there's something alluring about the scents in the air today. The monster settles themselves in the cool waters for some relief, their tongue drinking in the scents with a low, pleased rumble of satisfaction. This is good... very nice.

Anyone feeling brave enough to take a dip?]

(OOC: Open to all, though I can't imagine why you would do this to yourself. xD)

[She blinks and she's in a long, unassuming hallway. Again. It's not her first time here in the hotel and other times pass through her mind in varying degrees of clarity. She takes a few steps down the hallway before deciding that's played itself out enough. Instead she turns to walk blindly through a wall.

Incoming mutant!]


(OOC: May be slow with tags. Kitty Pryde from X-Men: Age of Apocalypse with Marina Asylum memories and some Erato/Phantasos memories too.)

EVENT

Bienvenue! Bienvenue, bon soir mesdames et monsieurs!

This event's theme is:

Hello, Cupcake

( Joie de la vie~! )

[ you know you want to wake up next to this. ]

[He doesn't recognize this place. There's nothing here that is familiar and he's already maneuvered his way through the room he had awakened in into the hall. The metal collar around his neck is warning enough that this is nowhere normal. Had he done something to be punished for in Marina? Collars are only for those who need to be managed.

He keeps his hand sliding along the wall as he makes his way around. He has not found an exit, but he will keep searching.]

{OOC: This is still blind!Itachi, and he has memories from Marina, except the dying part. I'm not against anything, but he's a very antisocial, anti-sex guy. We shall see how things go!}

[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 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~))

[Sybil, having just woken up in a strange bedroom in a strange building, is suspicious. Anyone who comes in right around now will see her floating up near the ceiling, examining an air vent.

Because leaving through the door would probably trip the alarms of whoever kidnapped her.]


((OOC: Uhhh I don't even know what I'm doing here so don't be sad if I drop threads. :D;; ALSO ALSO this is an AU version of Sybil, obvs. She comes from xi_rpg.))

[She feels like the feline she is named for as she prowls the halls in search of prey something or someone interesting.]

Come out, come out wherever you are.

(OOC: This is Kitty Pryde (Shadowcat) from X-Men: Age of Apocalypse, played at Wasteland. She's actually married. *cough* So, I thought this prompt would be a good one for her. Anyone is welcome. She's likely to be...playful.)