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Entry tags:
- !event,
- 1001 knights: naito fuuga,
- ace attorney: godot,
- ace attorney: kazuma asogi,
- better call saul: jimmy mcgill,
- better call saul: kim wexler,
- bloodborne: anna (oc),
- devilman: akira fudou,
- elfen lied: kaede,
- final fantasy: rhea'li akhbala (wol),
- fire emblem: felix hugo fraldarius,
- genshin impact: thoma,
- jujutsu kaisen: fushiguro megumi,
- little witch academia: croix meridies,
- mahoutsukai no yakusoku: bradley bain,
- mahoutsukai no yakusoku: nero turner,
- one piece: sabo,
- original: amelia steinbeck,
- original: crimson horizon tsubaki (exalt,
- original: leviathan astrape,
- original: marianna "monts" medina,
- original: sen,
- persona: haru okumura,
- rise of the tmnt: donatello,
- rise of the tmnt: leonardo,
- sonic the hedgehog: metal,
- tiger and bunny: barnaby brooks jr.
September 2022 Mingle!
MAIN NAVIGATION
The influx of fresh Lost Souls means the factions need to have a little welcoming party for them. So some recreational activities are in order. All Lost Souls will receive a message from their respective faction leaders with orders to go have some fun.
Shuten - WEENIES ON PARADE
Shuten Clan newbies will be summoned to the Arena, which has been set up with a very different kind of fight than usual. The members of the Shuten Clan do nothing by half-measures. Partying, drinking, and eating are all encouraged to excess. This time they're inviting new recruits to test their mettle in various eating contests. You'll need nerves of steel and a stomach of iron to succeed. Hot dogs, marshmallows, pizza, lobster rolls, breakfast cereals, rice, and more are all on offer.
See how much you can eat and try not to get sick! Competitive eating is a messy, disgusting affair, regardless of the emergency buckets stationed strategically throughout the building.
If you're feeling especially ballsy, you can take on the biggest onis and other youkai by teaming up with your fellow Shutens. They're all confident enough to take that bet.
Glory, prize money, and antacids to the winners. Shame to the losers – they'll be run through town in weenie costumes.
Better eat up 🙂
Tamamo - ALL NIGHT LONG
The newest Tamamo recruits are summoned to a local gymnasium. Strangely, rather than sports equipment laid out on the court, there are a number of light futons, blankets, and pillows. Everyone will be sorted into one of two yukata patterns – one purple and one blue – and sent to their respective sides of the court to lie down in bed and pull up the covers.
It is then that the referee will explain the rules of competitive pillow fighting. When the whistle blows, jump up and grab one of the authorized pillows at the center of the court. It's a game much like dodgeball, but the goal is to hit the opposing team's king with a pillow from your half of the court. Team members use blankets and sometimes their bodies to protect their king.
There will be a few rounds, and you can rotate who is king at your discretion. Protect them with your life! Or whatever. Star players will receive a bonus and a coupon to one of the best Tamamo spas.
When the competitive stuff is done, the sleepover proper will begin. There will be liquor, sodas, and light snacks for everyone while movies are projected onto a screen late into the morning. The movies range from classic dramas and romances to outrageous yokai comedies.
Sutoku - GROSSERY GANG
The Alliance has found themselves in the possession of an entire truckload's worth of reject children's toys. Ever the opportunist, the Daitengu has assigned the project of inventorying and trashing the particularly offensive ones to the new guys.
Of course, you're expected to play with a few of them as well. Maybe one of them is decently fun, and they could sell the rest, you know? Many of these toys are gross out bathroom humor in nature, and spit water randomly at anyone who loses their round. The Daitengu has thoughtfully provided a selection of alcohol to make this game a little more adult friendly. Toys that lack the appropriate spitting mechanism can still be played over shots, really, go nuts.
While you 'work', there will be plenty of motivating music piped into the warehouse. The sound quality is not great, but they tried?
Everyone who sorts through a decent amount of toys will get a little extra pay, although who is really paying that much attention to who's doing what here?
Credit where it's due: We turned kids toys into drinking games
Enma - BREAKING THE ICE
Welcome to the Department of the Enma. New Lost Soul recruits will be summoned to a large conference room in Kaigo no Bou, which has been outfitted with a variety of buffet table offerings and tables which seat between 5 - 6 people comfortably. You are invited to fill your plates at your discretion, the craft services people are used to feeding bottomless yokai stomachs and the food will not run out.
Clipboards with a variety of icebreaker questions have been provided at each table. The pens have assuredly been firmly affixed to the clipboard. Please return them together.
Every 30 minutes Captain Shiki will blow her whistle to signal that you are to migrate to another table with fresh companions. You are, indeed, being forced to get to know your coworkers, lucky you. This isn't tedious at all.
Pick a few of the questions below to answer, and get chatting. Or Captain Shiki may come over to stare at you with intense disapproval. You can't get away with just zoning out to that sweet smooth jazz playing overhead!
All Factions - THE GIFT OF SONG
Did you all enjoy having some of your wishes granted? Well, so did a flock of those annoying magpie! They asked for the gift of music. These feathered nuisances, however, have fallen in love with an old school metal band. That is all they will be singing for the foreseeable future! Different members of the flock have taken up different instrumentals and vocals for the track, spread out across electrical wires and rooftops, singing their favorite rockin' tune to the skies!
Lost Souls have been asked to please catch them and get them to knock it off, they are truly annoying everyone, across all factions.
Should you catch these musical magpies, and not one of the other clans, they will tell you their sorry tale! They love this band, but the group broke up years ago. All the magpie want is for their favorite old dudes to be reunited to jam with them, one more time!
The old dudes are out there in the city, but who knows why they broke up and if they can even be convinced out of retirement. Good luck, if you succeed your boss will give you a favorable bonus, which would be a great boon to a newbie just getting settled.
In the meantime:
Shabadabadia
Shabadabadia
Babababa
Babababa
Babababa
Welcome to the IC mingle!
- If you have any questions about the mingle content, please ask them here! We're trying something a little different to help reduce comment clutter a bit, so that link actually goes back to a header on the Substory post.
- If you have questions about the game itself, please check out the premise, FAQ, and rules pages.
- For Rewards, threads in the mingle will be worth one (1) point!
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Under conditions like these the other four senses sharpen to compensate, and Kojirou had been born with particularly strong senses in the first place. So there is no mistaking the sensation of tooth and claw making their mark against his skin, and no mistaking the movements of the musculature under her clothes that tell him these could leave so much more than a mark. ]
Mm... It is certainly an experience. I have never laid with one of the ayakashi before.
[ And to think he had asked her not to bite mostly in jest. But now the small bits of bare skin along the side of his face: his ear, his neck, the places touched by her lips, tongue, and teeth all seem to burn lightly, his mind's eye telling him that he is at risk.
But he was never the type to run away from a challenge, and so instead he tilts his head to the side, slipping a small piece of the yukata they were provided off his shoulder, as though daring her onwards. ]
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Ayakashi, obake, kyuuketsuki... It's fine, it's fine. Call me whatever you want. I'll listen, for tonight.
[ the tilt of his head catches her attention, her eyes dropping down to fixate on the slight movement of cloth against skin; when he pushes the yukata down, her eyes follow it perfectly, watching each bare centimeter with a hungry sort of intensity. right now, she can't find herself caring if it's a challenge or not. all that matters is that a meal is being laid before her, and she intends to indulge.
...at least, to the extent she can in good conscience. she's promised a few things already, after all. some uncaring vampire she is. ]
Oh? Presenting yourself so openly... You're a bold one, aren't you?
[ she reaches up, tugging at that exposed weakness. she bares his skin, inch by tantalizing inch - his shoulder, his collarbone, the top of a pectoral. and then she drops the fabric down, leaving a fair (but still respectable) swath of bare skin to toy with. ]
I-ta-da-ki-ma-su.
[ she might be avoiding any outright bites, but that doesn't mean she has to go easy on him. she attacks with renewed vigor, licking and sucking and kissing at every inch of exposed skin she can find; on one return up to his neck, she nips with her front teeth and sucks, trying to feel the reaction of his body through their yukata.
there's more than one way to mark someone, after all. ]
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[ Kojirou is mostly joking. As Lost Souls of the same clan, they are going to meet up again sooner or later whether they want to or not, but it does occur to him that he doesn't know her name.
But you don't need to know a name to know everything you need to about a person. ]
Then we had better make our one night a good one, miss vampire.
[ Of all the creatures of the night that simply feels the most right. The others would probably be less focused on getting a taste of his neck and shoulder, and they would have more than a single pair of sharp teeth.
Teeth that have now touched every inch of bare skin on his neck and left shoulder, leaving him absolutely no doubt of their nature. ]
Ah... [ Kojirou lets out a small gasp as she finally starts sucking on his neck, but without her fangs piercing his skin the pain was more surprising than anything resembling danger, a sting that reminded him he was, for all intents and purposes, alive.
It also meant he would not be wearing his third Ascension outfit tomorrow. ]
How is it? The taste of a nameless stranger?
[ He asks as his arm around her shoulder slides up to the back of her head, holding the vampire's lips right in place until she had her fill, and his other hand, trapped beneath the half slipped off yukata, grabs a handful of the sheets beneath them, holding the entire structure of their bodies up. ]
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[ she kisses up, this time - his neck, and then his jawbone, and then finally, finally his lips. for a vampire's kiss, it's shockingly gentle; she teases and nips, but her actions are fond and her lips are soft against his. there's no romance to it, no real choice of meaning to her partner. he's cute, he's around, and he's a part of the tamamo clan, same as her. this is to pass the time: to learn a bit about her clanmate, herself, and little more past that.
when she pulls away, she says- ]
Not half bad. Tempting, y'know? [ her finger runs down the hickey she's already left. ] It almost feels like a shame to not bite.
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It might be a pity for such things to be lost to history. [ Maybe. It depends on how the rest of the night goes, but so far it's going surprisingly well, and for his part Kojirou never forgets a pretty face.
The fact that he doesn't even know her name is secondary. You don't need a name to know someone. ]
I suppose I did you a disservice by asking you not to bite. [ Or perhaps it was his instincts kicking in and saving his life? It's obvious to him now that she's a vampire, but there are as many stories about vampires as there are stars in the sky, and each one seems to have a different idea of what exactly a vampire bite does.
But she has, at the very least, honoured his request not to bite. ]
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[ she reaches up, running those black nail-talons along the back of his neck - light, oh-so-delicate, and yet still enough to raise tiny pink lines along the skin. ]
I wouldn't have bit you anyway. [ another kiss, languid and slow. she's in no rush for this; she isn't building to an intended end, she's enjoying the process for what it is. ] I promised a guy. He's the only one I'll be drinking from, as long as he's around.
[ she doesn't bother to provide more information than that. despite all appearances, she's not here to kiss and tell, you know? this man doesn't need to know all about that. it's a simple reassurance - nothing more. ]
Or is that regret in your voice? Hmmm? [ she moves past his cheek to whisper into his ear, soft lips tracing against the shell of his ear: ] Do you want me to bite down?
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[ And yet here they are, still kissing despite that. But this is one thing Kojirou won't think too much about. ]
But if you won't be the one to bite, then perhaps I should? [ Kojirou wonders aloud, voice barely raising above a whisper. For however close she sidled up to Kojirou, he was just as close to her, that tended to be how things worked.
He had allowed himself to be covered in the small marks of her affection: love bites and scratch marks all along his side and back, but had not done anything himself. Not yet. Perhaps this was the time for his own attack.
So Kojirou leans inwards, finding the exact spot on Nazuna's neck where she had left the hickey on his, and it's his turn to lay a kiss on her skin. Lightly at first, but with intent to leave at least one of his own marks on his partner for tonight. ]
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I told you already, didn't I? That doesn't matter right now.
[ it does matter, is the thing. it's mattered the whole time. it's why she's so open to certain things, and so hesitant about others. it's why she won't bite, despite her instinct telling her otherwise.
but as far as what they're doing right now-
as far as a man and a woman sharing a futon, and skin touching skin-
it matters a lot less than you might think. ]
Oh? Bold words, for a human. Are your fangs really so...
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H-hey... Wait a minute, now, that's not...
[ he nibbles at her neck, midway through the marking; she gasps, clapping a hand to her mouth immediately after. holy shit. is that what that feels like? how in god's name was he not writhing underneath her?!
when he pulls away, it's all she can do to keep her voice even a little even. ]
You're a lot more experienced than you look, aren't you?
[ backhanded though it may be, it's certainly not a complaint - at least, if the waver in her voice is anything to go by. ]
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Besides, giving someone a hickey is all in the lips, he's not actually biting her. Not yet. ]
The way you're moving around like that, a man might think you're enjoying yourself.
[ He continues to whisper into her ear, but the lady vampire shifting in his lap might very well realise that she's not the only one enjoying themselves tonight. And precisely because he's still having fun, Kojirou presses onwards, hand sliding down her back, drawing a line down her slender body to her waist, ever so deliberately loosening the ribbon of her yukata with trained fingers. ]
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[ she's... she's a lot newer to this than it would seem on first glance. but even so, she still continues to perform admirably on instinct alone. when she shifts down against him, feeling the undeniable proof of kojirou's own enjoyment, she doesn't flinch or back away; she makes a small sound of surprise, a tiny "oh" of realization, and then adjusts to press gently against him. like this, she can grind along him, seeking pleasure without going too far past the line.
when he loosens the ribbon of her yukata... she allows him. the room's dark, isn't it? other people are busy watching the garbage behind them, aren't they? and even if they aren't, who cares? people have done worse in this place, she already knows. ]
We're... we're not going all the way. [ there's a moment's regret in the statement, but only a moment. she speaks quietly but firmly, standing her ground on it. ] Anything before is fair game, alright? But I'm not breaking my word.
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[ It is almost in his nature as a hero who went unrecorded in history that he never got the praise and appreciation he arguably deserved, and while it's not something he actively seeks out, there is something deep in the human psyche that simply can't help but find joy in the acknowledgement of others.
Maybe he should sass his bosses a little less.]I was not planning to go that far in the first place, but if you are giving me permission to do anything else, then... [ With her yukata loosened, he slips it off her shoulders and runs his (unclawed) fingers down her front, tracing a line down the side of the vampire woman before him. ]
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[ her yukata slips off her shoulders, pooling at her hips and leaving her petite figure mostly bare. a thin black top, more of a sports bra than anything - clearly chosen for freedom of movement. and all around it, an expanse of soft, pale skin, nearly ethereal in the projector-light of the room. she shivers as his finger runs along her side, from fabric to rib to the curve of her waist. ]
I'm not gonna be the only one shirtless in here, [ she says with a sudden insistence in her voice, reaching to tug his own ribbon free. ] C'mon. It's only fair, right?
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It is, as they say, cute. ]
I understand. I don't want to scare you off: I'm enjoying myself too much for that. [ He moves his hand hovering over her body to her wrist, guiding her wordlessly to the knot holding his yukata together. He has absolutely no objection to joining her in throwing off the restraint of their clothing, although he is genuinely wearing nothing beneath.
When the rest of his yukata falls away, that much is clear. There isn't much to hide, the result of a life spent training, farming, and not having all that much to eat. He would not be considered very strong among Servants, but for any normal human looking in he would probably seem like he was built of steel. ]
Is this to your satisfaction?
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...right. they were doing something, weren't they. ]
Not bad, [ she offers after a moment. just because this guy's chiseled like a statue doesn't mean she has to swoon too hard, after all. ] Didn't take you for the kind of guy who worked out.
[ it's a bit of an understatement, to say the least. ]
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And perhaps the first new surprise comes in the form of him leaning in real close, the warmth of his now bare body against the single thin strip of cloth that was her bra, his arms wrapping around her waist, a single snaking hand reaching down the back of her now loosened kimono.
He had made his promise, he would not make her break hers, but Kojirou is more than happy to seek her out from the outside of her panties. ]
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she shivers against his chest. it's not like she hasn't taken care of her own needs before, but having someone else touching you from a whole new angle... it's a different feeling. uncomfortable and enticing at the same time. she wants him to keep going. so she leans into him just a bit more, raising her hips a tiny bit - just enough to give his wandering fingers more room. her own hands circle around to his back, running along bare skin and taut muscle with a wondrous curiosity.
and then they drop down, grabbing firmly at his rear.
listen. if he's allowed to touch? she's allowed to touch too, y'know. ]
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But just because he's seen and experienced a bit more than her on this front doesn't mean he can expect everything. There's a sharp intake of breath from him as her hands reach behind him. ]
Rarely had anyone pay any attention back there. [ He's mostly surprised, but not unhappy. Like practically every other part of Kojirou's body, it's mostly muscle packed under nearly zero body fat. It's not something that tends to draw much attention.
And as if to reward her exploration of his body, Kojirou's fingers start moving more aggressively, searching for a source of warmth and, if he had been doing his job right so far, wetness. On his part, his own arousal is completely undeniable, tenting against the single thin layer of cloth that is his yukata, worn completely traditionally. ]