MEME! SNATCHED FROM THE LOVELY PEOPLE AT BAKERSTREET :)

[moekuro]

FEEL FREE TO IGNORE THE STUFF ABOUT APHRO IF YOU WANT. CLOSET-DOM UNTO ITSELF IS FINE.



Today, you wake up inside a small, empty closet in which the air is most certainly contaminated with premium brand of grade A airborne aphrodisiac. Above the doors of the closet is a digital clock that reads "7:00" exactly. You do not know how long you have been inside this closet and, thus, it's almost impossible to tell how long you have been exposed to the aphro. No matter how much more time goes by, the clock does not change.

Then the doors open suddenly, but before you can make a move for them, another individual is shoved in with you, and the doors are shut and locked once again. Your unexpected "roommate" has also been drugged with the aphrodisiac and also does not know how long it has been since they were exposed. The only clue at all is how aroused you are and how difficult you find it not to engage in sexual acts with the person you have been paired up with.

Now, you realize that the clock that read "7:00" is not a clock at all — it's a timer, and it started counting down for exactly 7 minutes when the doors were shut again.

OBJECTIVE: All you have to do is wait it out for 7 full minutes with the other person inside the closet space. At the end of your 7 minutes, the closet doors will automatically unlock and open, releasing you both. Aphro or no aphro, it seems easy, right? Well, there's a catch; each and every time you two touch each other, the timer completely starts over.

Whether you want to get out of the closet or not, good luck!

RULES: [ALL OPTIONAL]
Post with your character's name, fandom, and pairing preferences, if you have any, in the subject line of your comment. You can either make up a little scenario for your character or leave it blank and let others surprise you!

Feel free to specify how much aphro your character has been given in the subject line!

Have fun and play nice!

[originally from The Love Hotel]

Comments

I REALLY HOPE SO

[salsaverde]

Mukuro. [Hrm. So he was here too.] I really hadn't expected to see you here.

[You know, considering he left all of you safe and sound back at Mukuro's bachelor pad.] Where are the others? [Not that he cares or anything!]

[moekuro]

Not here. [ Like Mukuro has any idea!! They're probably fine; dude, don't get him agitated about that of all things, now. ] Aren't you supposed to be the so-called adult? Or are you insinuating that the genius Arcobaleno has no idea where we are or what is going on?

[salsaverde]

[He's not fidgeting, he's not fidgeting] There's no fault in admitting ignorance of a completely unknown situation.

I do not intend to remain ignorant for long. [These pockets hold a multitude of objects.]

[moekuro]

By all means.

[ a multitude of objects like what? unless you have a flash light, we're not going anywhere fast. ]

I'll be happy to assist you, Dr. Verde. If there is a door in here, why, I doubt you could reach it.

[salsaverde]

[ Oh even better than that, but give him a moment while he empties out crocodile treats, multicolored pens, a set of lockpicks, several crumpled up wads of paper, an otoscope, a pen light... oh a pen light ]

I can jump. [But it would be easier if you held him, yes.]

[moekuro]

Best your crocodile doesn't start getting an appetite while you work. [ VERDE HE IS SO SERIOUS RIGHT NOW? ] Do you have any suggestions? [ since he sort-of vaguely acknowledges you as a kind-of elder on occasion, and you're supposed to be a genius at all. eyeing that pen light!! ]

[salsaverde]

Keiman is quite well behaved and would never bite someone without reason. Perhaps a little unlike Ken in that regard.

[Don't start.]

If you hold [him and] the flashlight I can try to pick the lock.

[moekuro]

I'm certain Ken always has reasons.

[ and he's even house-trained. mostly!

idk, man. mukuro doesn't do so well with babies. especially talking ones. nevertheless -- ]

Are you asking me to help you up, Professor Verde?

[salsaverde]

If you choose to interpret it that way, Mukuro, I certainly cannot stop you.

[Yes, please give him a boost.]

[moekuro]

[ gross, touching a baby... even a sentient baby. you don't have drool on you, do you? babies are so weird and squishy-like and they have those cartilage-y bones and stuff. and the fact that you and the others talk doesn't exactly make it less awkward.

ANYWAY, OKAY, MUKURO WILL... pick you up, grudgingly. ]

I hope you can hurry along, now. You see, fresh air would be really nice.

[salsaverde]

[Excuse you, Mukuro, and appreciate his hard work as he-

oh crap.]

Did that timer just reset itself?

[moekuro]

It certainly would appear that way.

[ STILL HOLDING VERDE I GUESS? Having not figured it out --

does this mean it resets again... ? ]

[salsaverde]

[Verde's not going to ask to be put down, how undignified!!] It happened when you picked me up gave me a boost. [He's still futilely examining the lock, keep an eye on that timer, would you?]