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maskormenacelogs2018-03-20 10:47 am
granddevil) wrote in maskormenacelogs2018-03-20 10:47 am
BLACK SABBATH
WHO: Anyone and everyone
WHERE: Maurtia Falls underground club
WHEN: 2nd day of the timeloop
WHAT: Satan (Ryo) wants to make sure there are really no demons on this world.
WARNINGS: NSFW. Violence, blood, perhaps death, heavy drugs, alcohol, sex and orgies. And LOUD music.
[ It's true that neither he or Akira can feel demons, but Satan knows they can hide themselves and he has a hard time believing this world has none. Therefor, Satan has decided to try a Black Sabbath, an event in which humans are led to lose all their reasoning and when they are at their peak, blood will be spilled and Demons would come in order to take over the humans' minds and bodies.
it took less time to prepare this than one would think. Thanks to Satan's teleportation abilities, he could easily sneak anywhere he wanted and get all the drugs and substances he desires and quickly spread around the city that an underground party would be happening in Maurtia Falls: BLACK SABBATH, a "no rules" party happening at an old abandoned club, where drugs, booze and music would be provided for free. Of course, no one knows who the benefactor is, but does it matter when all of it is free?
Everyone is invited! Criminals or not, perverts and outcasts, even murderers and heroes: they all can come and join in, get high and drunk and push their worries away through music, dancing, and of course sex
And when the party has been gone for a while, the first blood will be spilled. No one knows who started it, no one knows why, but soon everyone will be fighting each other too, using bottles as weapons, their fists and bodies. Thanks to the mix of everything, this violence will increase and the music will too, and if you happened to come in for a good time, you might want to consider getting out before you are stabbed in the face by some crazed kid who clearly shouldn't be there.
While no demons will come, the people at the party will continue to pretty much act like them, fueled by the whole environment, the blood and everything they took that night. Of course, the day will eventually reset itself, but you can certainly try to stop the party before then - or get involved too! Drink some, do some drugs and stab some people.
Have fun. And try to get out alive! ]
[ooc: Feel free to make your own prompts, tag each other, and decide if you want your character to be there before things get violent or not! The party is open to anyone who wants to check it, but no one has to get to the bloody part of it. And of course, if someone wants to come in when things are getting hot in hopes to stop the violence, they certainly are welcome to! If you have any questions feel free to ask them HERE, or PM me on plurk![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
vilani ]
WHERE: Maurtia Falls underground club
WHEN: 2nd day of the timeloop
WHAT: Satan (Ryo) wants to make sure there are really no demons on this world.
WARNINGS: NSFW. Violence, blood, perhaps death, heavy drugs, alcohol, sex and orgies. And LOUD music.
[ It's true that neither he or Akira can feel demons, but Satan knows they can hide themselves and he has a hard time believing this world has none. Therefor, Satan has decided to try a Black Sabbath, an event in which humans are led to lose all their reasoning and when they are at their peak, blood will be spilled and Demons would come in order to take over the humans' minds and bodies.
it took less time to prepare this than one would think. Thanks to Satan's teleportation abilities, he could easily sneak anywhere he wanted and get all the drugs and substances he desires and quickly spread around the city that an underground party would be happening in Maurtia Falls: BLACK SABBATH, a "no rules" party happening at an old abandoned club, where drugs, booze and music would be provided for free. Of course, no one knows who the benefactor is, but does it matter when all of it is free?
Everyone is invited! Criminals or not, perverts and outcasts, even murderers and heroes: they all can come and join in, get high and drunk and push their worries away through music, dancing, and of course sex
And when the party has been gone for a while, the first blood will be spilled. No one knows who started it, no one knows why, but soon everyone will be fighting each other too, using bottles as weapons, their fists and bodies. Thanks to the mix of everything, this violence will increase and the music will too, and if you happened to come in for a good time, you might want to consider getting out before you are stabbed in the face by some crazed kid who clearly shouldn't be there.
While no demons will come, the people at the party will continue to pretty much act like them, fueled by the whole environment, the blood and everything they took that night. Of course, the day will eventually reset itself, but you can certainly try to stop the party before then - or get involved too! Drink some, do some drugs and stab some people.
Have fun. And try to get out alive! ]
[ooc: Feel free to make your own prompts, tag each other, and decide if you want your character to be there before things get violent or not! The party is open to anyone who wants to check it, but no one has to get to the bloody part of it. And of course, if someone wants to come in when things are getting hot in hopes to stop the violence, they certainly are welcome to! If you have any questions feel free to ask them HERE, or PM me on plurk
Satan | Ryo Asuka
[ when the party begins and everyone enters the building, Satan can be found outside, sitting on the roof and watching those who will (hopefully) turn into demons or die during the process. It has been a while since he threw a Black Sabbath, but those things are rather simple anyway.
Certainly he didn't tell anyone he was the one throwing all of this together, and instead Satan will pretend not to even know what is happening. With his twelve wings spread, he looks just as curious as anyone would be about such a thing, but calm and collected as usual. Anyone who wants to approach and talk about the irony of Black Sabbaths in modern culture can certainly do so, he he has time to spare.
As Satan: Inside
[ eventually he makes his way inside, naturally. A lot of people do stare at his wings, but most think they are fake. What they are more interested in is the fact that Satan has breast AND a dick; when everyone is high and having sex, that is kind of a priority. He will refuse any offer, though, or rather just ignore and keep walking until he finds a place at a corner to watch how things go.
Eventually some guy and a girl come closer, too drunk to realize Satan is not amused by their presence ]
Oh man, you're like the perfect girl~! [ the drunk chick laughs while he boyfriend nods ] Wanna go for a spin? Ya can leave those wings behind, 'less you are into that?
[ Humans. You truly are the same no matter what universe you are in. Satan won't even bothering replying, turning his face to look away, but the rejected guy ins't happy with that and moves to grab one of the breasts. That is, if he could, but he can't. Within a second, there is a "crack" muffled by the sound of music and the guy's hand is bending in a weird shape.
Yes, Satan just broke it. And the man is screaming while the girl is just too lost to realize what happened. At least the sound of music won't let most hear the screams, but anyone passing by can certainly tell something happened. ]
As Ryo Asuka: Party party party
[ When Satan has the chance he will be switching from his Angelic form to the form of Ryo Asuka, a guy who looks like he came from the 80's because he did. When someone approaches to offer him some "fun", he gladly takes the pills offered and a smoke next, taking all of them quickly and lighting up the questionable joint.
he takes several puffs and eventually rises his hands up, following along with the beat and not exactly minding some grinding against him. Maybe you want to join in, maybe offer him a drink? He won't say no, certainly! Just like a normal human!
But of course, maybe someone can tell he isn't neither normal or a human. If that's the case, you can certainly blow up his cover. ]
As Ryo Asuka: Blood and violence
[ he had every intention of starting the spilling of the blood. Ryo even had a broken bottle in his hand was going to stab the next person he saw, but suddenly there is a commotion and he realizes someone went ahead. Maybe some crazy guy, someone who is high and bumped into another person, whatever it was, it escalated to violence pretty soon. And the violence continued and spread, like expected and soon everyone was trying to punch and kick each other, get their knives and weapons out and just start cutting through people.
Ryo didn't even have to do it himself. It was amazing! And funny!
So he will just step back and watch while laughing like a goddamn maniac.
When someone tries to punch him, Ryo replies by waving his broken bottle and cutting nice and deep. Of course that doesn't mean he won't get hit, because soon a lot more people will be trying to fight him. Not too long after, he is bleeding through the nose, and yet Ryo is still laughing away.
Weird kid. But maybe he needs rescue because there are four huge guys punching him now. ]
blood for the chaos god
[Fists and shivs are flying through the air, but Akira still manages to shove his way through the crowd to reach them. The first attacker, caught off guard, is grabbed by the back of his collar and belt, lifted into the air, and tossed far enough to break a table somewhere on the other side of the club.]
[The second guy gets a face full of Akira's fist, a blow vicious enough to immediately knock the daylights out of him. He was out cold, probably with one hell of a concussion to wake up to. The other two are quickly taken care of with extreme prejudice, with Akira holding back only from killing them. But grievous injury? Not his problem. Human hands probably shouldn't make that crunching noise, but breaking them is what he's going to do once one of them starts reaching for a knife. No working hand, no sharp objects to worry about.]
[Either way, once they were out of the way, his top priority was getting to Ryo Asuka. A bottle shatters against his back as it flies through the air, but he doesn't give a shit. Akira's reaching for Ryo to help him back on his feet.]
Ryo! Talk to me. Are you okay? Can you stand?
[That's a lot of blood spilling out of Ryo's face.]
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He looks up back at Akira when he reaches for him, and eventually he holds on to his arms so he can stand still ] I'm fine, it doesn't hurt-
[ it really doesn't. In fact, the blood eventually stops and the broken nose is no longer broken. He does have healing powers, after all ] Akira! [ he screams, trying to be heard through the loud music ] Doesn't this bring back memories!! [ because it sure brings memories to Ryo, he remembers that night very well, long long ago ]
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[While Ryo seemed to be getting enjoyment out of the cacaphony, Akira was looking worried and kind of pissed. Powers or not, he still frames himself to put his body between his friend and the violence just next to them.]
I don't think any demons are going to show up!
[That means he can't just solve this by killing everything in the room.]
What do we do?!
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[ they are certainly not late and they both know it. There are no demons in this world, for sure, because if there were, they'd be there that very instant due to all the violence and blood. ]
Akira- don't worry! we have super-powers, right? [ and maybe it's the smell of blood, maybe it's all of the drugs he took, maybe it's just an excuse, but Ryo pulls Akira closer and gains enough courage - out of nowhere - and presses his lips against Akira's in what is actually a pretty long kiss. ]
1/?
[Sure]
[Guess this was happening]
2/?
[Yup.]
[Just gonna do this while they're in the middle of a giant brawl.]
3/?
4/4
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Itsuki Ozaki
[Itsuki had heard about the wild party, and while he certainly didn't seem the sort in his little cravat and brightly colored suits, but this would not be the first party of this sort that he's attended. In fact, he was well-prepared for the occasion, bringing a small messenger bag with a change of clothes which he left near the door. If he lost it, whatever, but with these sorts of affairs he knew they would be helpful.
In a slightly more unassuming outfit of a loose-fitting collared shirt, unbuttoned part of the way, and more tight-fitting pants to really clean up his silhouette, Itsuki was ready to get into some trouble. He may not know just how much trouble as of right now, but he gets right into the fray, looking first for some central area to grab some party drugs. You know the kind.
He was going to be sick later, but that was fine. So was everyone who would make it through the night. No one would think much of it.
After a few rounds of some nondescript pills, and definitely snorting something, as well as a few more less than legal substances stuffed into his human body, Itsuki could be found wherever there was some weed being smoked, taking long drags without much effort.
He lets out his breath, smoke billowing from his mouth and nostrils as he offered some to whoever was near.]
It's good stuff. Now's not the time to hold back.
[The hallucinogenics had actually made things feel better for him, really. He had felt far too connected to this one reality since getting here, but this was a good disconnect. Thank the gods. Or you know, whoever came up with this shit.]
Or are you looking for a different kind of fun...?
B. A Primal Need [cw: graphic cannibalism]
[You know, he had been to parties where things got wild before, but the violence was fairly new! Not that they didn't get violent, but Itsuki smelled blood before he saw it. Things escalated quickly from there, and maybe it was a result of the things he had taken earlier, but did it seem a little unnatural how quickly people drew each others' blood here?
Hm.
Far be it for him to remain on the sidelines. Not when the scent of blood was so enticing. He hadn't eaten in some time. Well, he'd eaten pork, beef, fish... but that wasn't really enough to sustain him, so as soon as the fighting started, he just pushed his way in among the bodies. He wasn't strong himself without transforming, but he easily phased through the attempts to attack him. Humans, right?
As soon as someone had fallen, too injured to fight back, he pounced. Others seemed almost bored by that person, moving on tho someone who would attack back, but Itsuki knelt there, grabbing them by the hair and yanking their head back in order to bite into their neck. It was just so satisfying how the skin tore, and how blood sprayed from the carotid artery.
His face was quickly covered in blood as it short from the body, and his glasses were tossed aside, useless. It didn't matter anyway. He had his prey, and with a growl his body began to change, sharp teeth forming on one half of his mouth, tentacles sprouting over the right side of his body which served to discourage most from getting near to him as he tore that person apart without the slightest hesitation.
Anyone foolish enough to get in close would be greeted with an animalistic growl as Itsuki turned to them, one of the black, hooked tentacles on his back attempting to wrap around them and grasp them.]
Get your own!
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Satan reaches for them and then slowly approaches the other, giving enough room so they won't touch, but close enough for his presence to be noticed. And after he smiles softly, not horrified by the scene in the least, as if this was something he is used to - because he IS used to this, after all. "This" is pretty much like his demons. ]
There is no need to feel defensive. There is plenty to eat. [ after, he extends his hand, to give the glasses back to the hungry creature ]
Re: b
His growling didn't stop completely, but it did die down a bit, becoming quieter even as he turned his head to look at what the 'angel' was doing.
It was hard to tell. Itsuki was very nearsighted(which frankly didn't help his paranoia), but he hazarded reaching out when something was offered to him, one of the thinner tendrils from his right side slowly curling around his glasses and pulling them to him.]
...D-do you need something...?
[Having been calmed a little, he replaces his glasses. Smeared as they were with blood, it was still easier to see with them.]
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I don't. But you will be found. [ humans might be going crazy but Akira is looking for demons and right now, Itsuki surely looks like one and Satan wouldn't want such a beautiful creature to be hurt.
He reaches out his hand to him gently ] Come. Bring your meal along. We will find a better place.
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... A-alright.
[Reluctantly, he gathered himself up from where he was on the floor, having a little trouble figuring out how to best carry it off, finally settling for slinging it over a shoulder, like it was someone passed out or something. But you know. More blood.]
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As the other gathers his meal, Satan comes closer (close enough to be too close, but hey) and his hand gently reaches for Itsuki's shoulder in hopes to teleport the two (the three, if you count the victim) out of there, but nothing seems to happen. He blinks, looking back at Itsuki ]
It looks like we have to walk instead. [ he'd fly him out of there, but that would be a lot more noticeable to everyone than just to walk out ]
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...Ah... Okay. Where are we walking to?
[Itsuki was a little less wary of nonhumans, but he had met Akira once before, and he had punched his face for no reason which really sucked. So forgive him if he was a LITTLE suspicious, even though Satan was winged and nude and didn't react terribly to his diet.
Speaking of which, Itsuki got distracted for a moment then, turning his head to the side and attempting to get another taste of his victim. He was hungry, alright?]
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I'm outside now. Can you invite me in? Please?
[ He's late as far as their expected arrival time goes, but he wants to have fun too!! ]
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It takes him a moment before he gets to the door, looking almost as disheveled as he is. Honestly, he hasn't even mentally questioned why Viago might need the invitation to come in. That was just weird supernatural stuff, right? Nah, clearly Viago was just very old-fashioned.
Itsuki opens the door, leaning against the frame with a somewhat lascivious look on his face.]
What're you waiting outside for? Come on in, the water's fine.
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[ Viago steps into the makeshift club, verifying the invitation worked, before turning back towards the other. ]
Didn't I tell you? It is a rule for me. I must be invited into anywhere that is owned.
[ He looks over Itsuki, smiling a little, which flashes his fangs. ]
There is a bit more weeble in your walk tonight, Itsuki. Did you start without me?
[ Viago isn't mad, only amused. He's usually the 'designated driver' among his following, and doesn't mind that his new friend is having fun. What he's curious about is if Itsuki will admit it. ]
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[Yeah, he's not in his best mind right now. He isn't going to remember everything. And besides, he had invited him into his home before they had gotten there, so it was probably not something necessary at the time.]
Mh, I couldn't help it. They were offering! [Itsuki laughed at that, then leaning in and grabbing Viago's face and pressing a kiss of greeting to his mouth because that's just a thing you do, I guess. Also look at that adorable fanged smile, how could you not?]
I'm glad you're here though! Things are getting a little wild.
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Ooh, well let's waste no more time!
[ He makes to clasp Itsuki's shoulder, somehow both excited and gentle in its little shake. The smell of human bodies intermingling with alcohol and underlying blood was a heady cocktail, the fact that the place was only lit by the occasional flash and glow even more appealing. ]
Let's party! Let's dance!
[ Though he's the one who requests it, he's obviously looking for Itsuki to lead the way into the fray. He could reason it was because the other has been here longer, but it's honestly a little daunting for him to just dive right in without someone else there. Maybe they can wade their way into the crowd together. ]
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akira fudo | ota
a. Arrival
Who goes to a no-rules party and turns down all the pills, powders and other weird drugs available? Akira, apparently, because when he arrives, he opts to hover by a wall to nurse a single drink like he was at dad's backyard barbecue rather than a balls to the wall celebration of hedonism.
This wasn't a night to let completely loose for him, at least not initially. If everything went as he knew Ryo was planning, there would be a lot of demonic activity in a few hours. Akira isn't interested in trying to fight demons drunk.
b. the high point of the night
At some point, Akira's wallflowering is eventually interrupted by a bubbly girl who grabs his wrist and turns it over, revealing the nanite tattoo in the dark.
"You're an imPort, huh? Cute."
She was giggling, and with the way they were looking at each other, might be up to some mischief.
"So, what's your power?"
And that is the question that had Akira end up at the center of an improvised hookah lounge in a back room, hidden behind a pair of half-open doors. There was a thick cloud of smoke permeating from it, and a group of partygoers who decided to spend their night spaced out on a bunch of pillows and cushions. Some were laying around in the nude. Others were slowly eating from snack bowls. A few couples were making out, preferring the muffled quiet of the lounge to the main dance floor.
The party girl is entranced by the red hot coals sitting harmlessly in Akira's hands, being warmed up with blue heat aura until they could be put on the foil of the bowls.
"Thanks for the help, Akira. Someone broke the stove," she laughs, flirtatiously kissing his cheek. Oh god. He can feel his face getting warm. He might not be 100% sober as he initially intended, submerged in the cloud of smoke like that. Whatever it was must have been pretty strong. But he seems to be quite relaxed, and he was liking his company.
Akira just has one thought in his head: Please, please don't turn into a demon.
c. Can you pass the PUNCH
A few hours later, what started as a single fistfight spreads into an all out brawl, quickly devolving the party into total chaos. Akira does nothing to get involved for the first few minutes. He wasn't enjoying the sight, but he seemed to be scanning the raucous crowd from the edges of the mess.
In reality, he was looking for someone while ducking his head to avoid having bottles, fists and party detritus from flying into his face. He'd gotten separated from Ryo at some point, and if demons were going to show up, they would do so pretty quickly. All this madness would be irresistible bait.
He had to be ready to fight them, and make sure his friend wouldn't be trapped in the bloody chaos like the first time.
However, when it becomes evident that demons weren't coming, he'd finally begin to step in to try and break up some of those fights. He will be keeping an eye out for anyone who might be injured or looking particularly outmatched, bumping and shoving people on the way if need be.
The attempt at summoning had failed. What else was he supposed to do?
d. wildcard
((he'll be wandering around the dance floor, etc. I am down for w/e. Prose or action tags are fine, I will match.))
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Give her a minute, she'll get it.
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He isn't totally blitzed out of his mind yet, and is quick to notice a familiar figure curled up just a few cushions down. A death goddess present smack in the middle of their demon summoning ritual. Cool. There was no way this could go wrong.
"Persephone?"
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She collects herself and extends her hand again "Aki~ra~ Fudo!" And then she pats a little opening on the cushions. "Bring me your muscles."
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Akira leaves the hand petting to join her - earning a whine from his previous companion - if only out of concern for how many ways this could turn out poorly. Maybe.. he can convince her to leave early? No - look at her face. She's completely out of it. It'd be bad to ask her to stumble around the city like this.
He gingerly moves the legs of Persephone's blonde cuddlemate so he can sit down, not quite to the point where he's willing to sprawl out over all of them. But hey, maybe that just means he needs more of whatever it is she's trying, because he's not feeling so relaxed anymore.
"You came."
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The pipe is placed in his hands, and her fingers begin to skritch gently at the base of his skull.
"Love a party."
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