7rings | Week 1 Mingle

Week 1 Mingle

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Good morning, starshines. It is another beautiful day here on the base and it’s the start of a new week!

Good thing, too. After the deaths of Tamaki Suoh and Beauregard, the tension around the base may be a bit higher than it was before. Should anyone try to contact the deceased or review their profiles, they will find that they have been deleted from everyone's phones.

Or maybe you don't care and this is life as usual. That's fine, too. With everything in working order once again, the elevator reveals that it may now visit the second floor. Perhaps it’s worth checking out these new areas, free for exploration.

While you can't contact the deceased, the Avatars are once again available via their eight symbols. Shoot them a message, have a chat with them, and see what you can learn. Perhaps you'll find it easier this week.

But...while adjusting to life here may be easier to handle, you may find other things which used to come easy have been tempered this week. Are you well-known for your swordfighting skills? Suddenly you'll find you can barely hold a blade. Do you pride yourself on your sociable personality? A crippling shyness may overwhelm you, making it difficult to speak to people at all. As the week goes on, it becomes clear that the special trait or skill you've invested so much time and energy in is no longer something that comes easily to you.

Looks like it's back to the basics.

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[ i'm so glad, because i was going to track you down myself if you didn't get to me first ]

And what type of guy is that?

[ hate it lisa im going to use my jst powers and avoid tagging you forever ]

A whorish drug lord. [ BLUNT. ]

That's not what you said to me last night.

[ yeah fuck it that's what i'm sticking with, there's absolutely no way i can come up with something better than this ]

[ Lisa I'm sobbing you deleted this, waited hours for me to comment on it, and then waited several more hours until just reposting it I am SOBBING

Steven just gives him a look that's barely short of vague disgust. What homosexual chauvinism is this. ]

What...

Or do you not remember?

That's fine, we did engage in quite the variety of activities.

[ Tch. Oh, but he can play this game, as irritable and high-strung as he is. It's ground into his blood and being, the way a smile snakes onto his face naturally. ]

Oh? I might need a refresher. What did I say?

[ don't tch and smirk at him!!!! two can play at this game ]

It's less what you said and more what you screamed.

[ I!!!!!! HATE THIS!!!!!! ]

Oh? I think if you did me that well, I wouldn't just forget it the immediate next morning now Mr. Masters, would I?

Care to remind me what a lovely time we had?

[ SUFFER!!! SUFFER LISA!!!! ]

Oh, I think it'd be easier to just show you. Especially if you weren't paying attention the last time.

[ Hmm... Steven puts a hand on his hip, and then reaches over...

...Just to pluck that book from his hands, taking it to read instead. ]

What, was I reading a book while you were fucking me, is that it? That's so sad...

[ ...god, that would be kinda sad, huh? Even if Steven wasn't reading a book, he was clearly distracted enough to not remember. Which bristles at Vlad a little. Vlad Masters is not! a forgettable! lay!!!! ]

Should I refresh your memory, then?

[ He gives him a smile when he bristles, that little shitlord type one. Vlad's not the only one who's feeling a bit diabolical today. He's definitely thinks Vlad is trolling him, so some trolling back is in order.

Though... ]

Hey. What's your indulgence, again?

[ raising an eyebrow and holding up his hand, showing off the yellow crown on the back. ]

Pride. Why do you ask?

Hm. So if someone feeds your shitty ego right now, it would count properly as your indulgence... would it?

[ you know, if there was just one specific word missing from this tag, vlad's response would be completely different.

as it stands, he splutters. ]

Excuse me? My ego is not shitty!

[ GOOD, LET COMEDY REIGN.

Steven just rolls his eyes at him. No Filter No Fucks Shitty Steven is here! ]

Ah? You could've fooled me with that lordy attitude you have. That grin and talking loftily about a lay even though we never did, unless you're also so soft that I don't have any leftovers to remember it by.

[ TSK TSK ]

Instead of pointing fingers, consider perhaps that maybe your memory is going, old man. [ vlad only one of you here has gray hair-- ] If you want leftovers, I'd be more than happy to go at it again and leave you more of a parting gift this time.

Doubt it, with my level of keeping tabs on things? On the other hand, here you are, lounging in an opium den for however long it's been. Just because you don't smoke yourself doesn't mean you're not getting some effects. [ He drops the book back on Vlad's lap. ]

And doubly certain on your being delusional, I'm not the one who looks like they might have a "III" tacked on the end of their name and wear a bowler hat in their regular wardrobe.

You're really that confident in what you can do?

[ oh, it's ON. Vlad gets up off the couch, the book falling off his lap onto the floor, and stalks towards Steven. ]

Just because you're embarrassed of your performance doesn't mean you can try to pull one over on me and label me some kind of tasteless lunatic!

[ He steps even closer to Steven now, closing the space between them. He punctuates his next words with a finger jabbed at Steven's chest. ]

If you're so eager to find out how confident I am, why don't you see for yourself?

[ There are two prominent feelings fighting it out in Steven right now. The petty and impulsive side who wants to keep egging Vlad on, and the mildly reasonable side that's saying this is incredibly stupid. Steven isn't particularly incensed with Vlad's jabs, more than some weird part of him finds it... amusing? Like poking the bear. It's probably in part due to the last week's frustration combined with a lack of his usual sass outlets. Combined with the effect makes one petty person.

He easily tilts his chin up with a slight bit of haughtiness, eyes leering at Vlad. ]

Okay, why don't you show me what you can do, Mr. Pride. [ Gay chicken! Gay chicken! ]

[ His hand whips out to grasp at Steven's tilted jaw, fingers pressing in tight as Vlad brings his face in close. He's only got 3 cm on Steven, but he is going to make full use of them and leer as much as he can. ]

Why, don't mind if I do.

[ he's close enough that Vlad's breath is warm and ticklish on the face. ]

[ Steven looks a little bit annoyed at being manhandled like this, but he doesn't pull away just yet. He leers back just as well, eyes narrowed and one hundred percent daring.

He's clearly waiting for you to bite some bite to that bark Vlad, you started it. C'mon, he isn't backing out. ]

[ Vlad's smirk curls ever so slightly, before he forcefully pushes Steven back by his grasp on the jaw, slamming him against the wall.

And then, while i begin to weep blood, he uses his free hand to start working away at unfastening Steven's pants. Oh, you thought he was going to go for a kiss??? No, sir, that's child's play, that's not nearly enough for the sort of challenge Steven has issued. ]

[ Oh okay. You know what, this is fine, Steven would've blocked him from trying to go for a kiss anyway. Not today, maybe ever.

This though, the purely impersonal, Steven's more fine with. I hope Lisa suffers having to write more because Steven isn't going to go down an easy bottom bitch for Vlad, daring him every step of the way. By that I mean, he tilts his jaw just a little bit down and gives him a look through lowered lashes, pressing his hips forward into Vlad's searching hand.

This tag DOES hurt me a bit but I hope it hurts you more. ]

[ Aww look, you're trying to make it easy! you really DO care, Steven.

Anyway, he will violently rip the pants open, yanking the buttons and zipper apart and maybe tearing a few threads in the process, because Vlad is not gentle by any means. Then he plunges his hand into the depths, grasping Steven's dick in an almost clawlike vice as he presses himself up even closer against his body, truly sandwiching the man against the wall. ]

Let's take this somewhere a little more private, shall we?

[ he will pilot you to a private room dickfirst if he has to, BECAUSE I REFUSE TO GO FURTHER THAN THIS IN PUBLIC ]

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