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khrdressingroom2012-05-21 12:17 am
moekuro) wrote in khrdressingroom2012-05-21 12:17 am
MEME! SNATCHED FROM THE LOVELY PEOPLE AT BAKERSTREET :)
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]
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,
Feel free to specify how much aphro your character has been given in the subject line!
[originally from The Love Hotel]
IC WHAT DOES...
I wouldn't disagree. [ best they hope it's not Vindice again, or someone like Spade, or Byakuran perhaps, but Mukuro is astute enough to the mechanics of a situation, and there's no real sense of threat (or even much in the way of discomfort) here. only that dizzying, touch-happy giddiness. which can be distracting, but not painful.
perhaps worse for chrome, being as aloof as she is. ] There might be clues to that outside of the room.
I DUNNO DX
Mhm maybe...hopefully. I can't imagine who'd want to do this...
\o\
[
murr -headdesk- sorry I have no idea what I'm doing
(a few things came to mind. After all the Vongola family was not short on enemies. Neither was Mukuro-sama for that matter)
nothing bad has happened. But, it's a lot to go through if they wanted to spy on us.
(They led such interesting lives after all. Ken with his video games. Chikusa reading or fiddling with yo-yos. Fran...well being Fran. Yes, Kokuyo Shore material there)
asdghgs JUST DO WHATEVER you want?
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I wonder if this is how Mukurou feels when he's in his box?
(a pointless question but Chrome would rather talk about nonsense then wring her hands or think about kissing Mukuro-sama again)
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If he even has a brain. It's a little stuffy in that head of his.
-where I feel the need to vouche for my character's desire to kiss/not kiss Mukuro-
I think he does have one. Animals can be quite intelligent and have personalities.
...animalties?
(Perhaps this was more fondness than fact. Since the owl did keep Chrome company, while she was in the future on a hospital bed; she was quite attached to the owl. Not to the point of teaching it her favorite song, but you get the point)
that's quite up to you (and her)
but Mukuro has no particular desire to cast any aspersions on Chrome's fond affinity for the -- creature, which is after all rather useful, in any event. ]
Perhaps you would know better of him than I. [ prolonged inadvertent experiences in his body, notwithstanding. ]
roger that
I kind of wanted a cat though...
(Muttering to herself. Chrome did hold it against Gokudera, just a little bit, when she saw he had a cat. Well, beggars can't be choosers.)
Aside from that, Mukurou is very loyal and functional in most cases.
(At least it didn't attack her or Mukuro-sama without being provoked nor multiplied and endangered everyone around it. Four minutes...)
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and this would be the reason he's disinclined to show as much pragmatism as chrome in trying to uncover a culprit and escape from this place: a confinement is only a prison, the end of all being, if you choose to see it as such, and he's had a lot of practice with more creative interpretations of empty, closed space. ]
I suppose it's true, what they say about pets choosing their owners.
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(This train of thought also invoked mental pictures of Hibari curling into a quivering ball of spikes when frightened.)
I can see Yamamoto being like a dog though...he's always smiling and friendly
(Moves in a little bit closer)
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Gokudera Hayato always struck me as Sawada's lapdog, too, but I suppose the hissing speaks for itself. [ Well, Hibari is pretty prickly. ] And Takeshi -- yes, something like that. [ he had the dopey tongue-lolling aspect, at least.
WHAT'S THIS. MOVING CLOSER? Mukuro will calmly stay still and wait to see what she does, though, personal comforts aside!! even though assuming he's feeling some UST due to all the aphro or whatever, all this Vongola shit isn't much helping the general attitude. tsuntsun. ]
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I suppose...the others are a given as well.
(inches in. For all this talk of animals and mafia guardians, Chrome still hasn't forgotten about the kiss or how just the little bit of contact between them felt. She hadn't forgotten about the timer, it was still there and waiting for another mistake. But, she had to get in closer.)
Mukuro-sama...do you think maybe we could...
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Ah? What is it, Chrome? [ eyeing her a little, and now smiling that Buddha smile again. ] Are you distressed?
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Mhm...nothing like that.
(shakes her head in response. at this point Lassie had better communication skills than she)
It's not urgent. Just...something that's been on my mind for quite some time.
good night /o/
Then [ laughing, okok ] what better time to tell me than when we've literally nothing else to do besides wait?
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Mhm...can we...
(more hesitation and fidgeting)
adopt a cat?
(Priorities. Chrome has them)
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Since when have you ever needed my permission for personal acquisitions?
[ I.E. YOU'RE NOT A CHILD? ]
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Ah...you're right.
(after all nothing stopped her from sneaking food to strays around Kokuyoland)
Well, that's all I wanted to ask.
(it seemed silly now. looking back at the timer, down to three minutes, Chrome was wondering if whomever was watching was becoming bored)
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Ah, it looks as if we're making progress now.
[ progress doing nothing! how exciting! ]
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If nothing else, it's disappointing the person behind this
(what's this? spiteful feelings? From Chrome? Also, everyone knows that Mukuro holds down the couch when he is home)
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[ good, Chrome.
and ffft. ]
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You think so?
(yay! does she get a treat later on? You know it's true. If Mukuro could conquer the world from his sofa, he'd do so)
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[ he is particularly fond of disappointing Tsuna, if Reborn and others wouldn't ruin his fun by explaining everything?! anyway. ]
Vindice, for instance. I had rather a good time disappointing them.
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