february player plot log

[savmods]

Who: Everyone
When: February 20th to February 28th
Where: Thisavrou
Warnings: death, blood, murder, and sweet sweet love

thisavrou monthly info ( the tmi )

⋆ All information is current as of day 51 ( there are 100 days in a cycle, which started on January 1st).

⋆ Other information about the state of Thisavrou can be found here.

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savrii traditions

⋆ With an increase in visitors this month, the Savrii have made several attempts to ease the transition by researching particular activities that their guests might be familiar with. However, due to the lack of proper information provided on some of these, the rest has been filled in with variations of known Savrii traditions as well as those from other worlds. Beginning on the 20th, everyone who visits the Ingress Complex will be given small capsules with very specific instructions of do not ingest. These small things can be planted in soil and yield unexpected results! Other noticeable differences across the planets will vary from fliers and other sources of advertisements depicting an odd-looking and very tentacle-like infant denoting this month as “Sweets and Sweeter”, gifts of tiny chocolate hearts that are literally chocolate-coated meat hearts made from a common lizard found on Chioni, and commemorative glasses with a special drink inside that compels one to speak a blunt and possibly uncomfortable truth to the person they’re with.

⋆ Located in R3, the natives of this region have filled the air with love—quite literally. A special chemical released from the rare flowers that sometimes grow in the trees has bloomed, causing the moods of those who breathe it in to lift and their inhibitions to lower. The effects can range from causing someone who isn’t normally open to be very flirty to incensing an individual to make the worst decision of their life. Once an individual leaves R3, the effects of the gas will subside after about an hour. While visiting, however, join the natives in their annual Golden TangleSnake Hunt in an attempt to catch the yellow-tailed Tanglesnake and win a prize for your sweetheart!

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the prompts

⋆ Love Is Forever. To help all new visitors acclimate to Thisavrou and its Sweet Month, a few long-time residents bring out their own traditions in hopes of garnering enthusiasm and promoting kind, loving acts. On the morning of the 21st, every person (no matter where they live on Thisavrou) will find a heart with a pleasant message by their door. There’s only one problem; the hearts aren’t made of paper, they’re real (some form of alien animal hearts not native to Thisavrou). That very same day, a married couple is found outside their home with an arrow (a big one) shot through their chests, pinning them together. This occurs three more times before it is reported to the Savrii - intermediaries are dispersed to help find any information, and anyone looking to help stop more deaths from happening can ask an intermediary for facts. Characters can investigate to find the culprits and learn their motives.

( OOC Info: If you thread out the investigation and you get to a point where you need clues or direction, then please PM savmods and we’ll give you some plot! This goes for both the heart and arrow sections of the prompt. )

⋆ Four Minutes. This one is what it says on the tin—a round of speed dating that occurs over the TABs and in-person. On the 20th, a notification pops up on all TABs noting a date and time (that evening) for all people to come to. At this event, TABs are synced up, and everyone who attends will be sat at tables with one other person. They will be given four minutes to get to know them. If you decide you want to see them again, mark yes on their profile on the TABs, and if not, hit no. Don’t worry though, whether you’ve got matches or not, the event-runners will be sending out random suggestions of who to go out with! If you accept, they’ll pay for a luxurious evening. At the end of the evening, all matches will be sent to your character’s TAB, and whether you pursue anything further is up to you.

( OOC Info: the speed dating event at the beginning is up to the player to decide the details. You can thread out random meetings or being matched up after or even a date that you arrange with a match a week from now. The sign-ups below are for the random match suggestions. If you sign your character up, they’ll be given a match and a date, completely paid for. )

⋆ Sleep On It. Even the Savrii seem to have an old wives' tale about finding one’s true love. A mixture of herbs were bundled together and placed under a pillow, allowing the person to dream of their soulmate that night. A Savrii, who found the tale romantic, synthesized a mixture of herbs that, when certain steps were followed, lets the user have a vision of themselves with the person that they can find the happiest life with. Step one: Take the herbs in hand and twist until the bundle snaps, it’ll smell of lavender and honey. Step two: Lift pillow and place bundle underneath. Step three: Sleep. Step four: Not all results are conclusive; you may have seen your soulmate, someone you hate, someone you have strong feelings for, or some might have dreams that make no sense at all. The only common thing is that the dream will only feature one other person. Step five: Go find that person and tell them what you saw! Whether something comes of this or not is up to fate.

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Thank you to Kitten, Jaina, and Hattie for these plot ideas!!

Comments

[rekt]

[ 'shut up, murphy', ah, music to his ears, he really is with his people again. of course, he doesn't. also, bryan is his own person, nate just happens to the the only one murphy knows him through. as far as his infidelity goes, that's bryan's problem to deal with. murphy isn't attached enough to miller to try to do some trans dimensional narcing, or shake a finger at him.

you do you, brybry. or, do kavinsky, you know. whatever works. ]

Uh, no. I don't. Sunshine and I haven't taken our relationship to that level, yet. [ hurr hurr. but no, they haven't done anything at all together, outside of try to survive catastrophe, and whatever the fuck thisavrou qualifies as. ] And that'd only be proof of no dick razors.

[ giving kavinsky had insinuated it was murphy sticking it in bryan. there's still ass razors to worry about. murphy paces around the two of them, hair still a fluffy, ruffled mess, and sheet dragging around behind him, as he passes the two of them to head to the coffee pot, eyes skimming downward as he does. spotting bryan's hands fondling kavinsky's junk, and the other's groping bryan's ass, his brows lift, giving a cat call kind of whistle. well hot damn, boys. ]

Coffee? Sugar? Condom?

nsfw by now i guess?? a little?

[pillz]

[historically, kavinsky hasn't given much merit to handjobs. he's very generically a boy of his generation that way. getting your dick dirty is the highest sexual achievement one can unlock; getting it in your ass has a couple of rank modifiers on it. blowjobs come after that. handjobs come in squarely last.

but bryan gives really good handjobs. because he isn't a generic boy of kavinsky's generation; he's someone who actually, you know, cares about what he does and pays attention sometimes i guess? there is something to be said for technique, maybe? actual skill-level? anyway that's probably why kavinsky short-circuits in the middle of murphy's cutting (hahah) rationale, his heavy eyelids fluttering like there's a scandal happening behind the velvet curtain, his eyes rolling in the hollow pits of his skull, and his hips stutter involuntary for a moment, wet-humping bryan's hand and saying, uhh, uhh, as his fingers scrabble for purchase on the other boy's ass and hips. bryan's shirt winds up ruched up above the small of his back, fabric bunching between his fingers, before his grip slides down to try and haul off the other boy's clothes.]

You're a— standup guy, John Murphy. [kavinsky's voice stops and starts and is inappropriately tight. you should not be talking to casual acquaintances in their kitchen if your voice is going to sound like that. he's usually a gross person anyway, but the pollen isn't helping; he's going up on his toes, telegraphing an effort to get bryan between his legs even though he still has 90% of his own pants still on.] Worried about me-- and— assbabies? I'd be a great assmom. No dickrazors is also good dickrazor news.

[brayn is correct. they are absolutely ridiculous.]

[corrective]

[Sunshine. Really, John. The 'yet', though.

Yeah, he has no fucking clue what they're going on about. Razors in various parts of the body that they don't belong and at some point Murphy and Kavinsky have met - discussing their asses and the possibility of sharp metal in them. He's not.. surprised but he's a little thrown off by that being something that'd even come up. He shouldn't be, but he's still getting to know both of them.]

Can you two talk about something else? [It's not exactly a turn off, but it's not exactly sexy either.] Or just, I don't know. Participate and not talk at all.

[Later, he might blame the invitation on the pollen or biology or whatever, but the point is, he's got a hand down one guy's pants and he'd rather the other guy in the room join in or get out.

His lips part as he chases those sounds, presses a kiss to Kavinsky's jaw to show how much he appreciates that he's making them, that he's responding so well to what Bryan's doing. He says as much, whispers that he's so good - forgets for a moment that they're not alone and that he's going to have to deal with the consequences of messing around in a public space when it's all over. He doesn't let Kavinsky get his pants down, he's not ready yet, they've got time, just twists his arm and gets a better grip on Kavinsky's dick, stroking a little faster. Maybe they can see how many times Kavinsky can come in one go, if he'll get impatient with Bryan, want to switch it up. The not knowing is part of the thrill, just the same as not knowing what John's going to do.]

[rekt]

[ murphy's ready to on again about assbabies and dick razors, but bryan's clearly run out of patience for all this. that, and, seems to have brought up a very interesting topic. ]

Participate, huh? [ stalled near the coffee machine, his attention has gone from half interested in the two of the to fully invested, mostly in his fellow Arker here. Bryan hadn't shown any kind of interest in him for this sort of thing before, but then again, the boy's pretty good about keeping to himself most of the time. (also, there's sex pollen in the air). ] Why, Bryan, I never knew.

[ a sweet little mocking tone, but still, he's leaving his coffee mug on the counter, and crossing back over to the two of them, tucking the end of his bed sheet skirt in at his slender hip bone, before leaning the same hip against the counter just to bryan's side, only inches separating him from the two of these boys, in full view of all the hands and all the places they're currently occupied with.

his eyes drag down the two of them, to where bryan's hand is buried in kavinsky's jeans, and the give of the denim gives a half decent view of the boy's cock hard and leaking in bryan's fingers. honestly, it looks good. it looks inviting. ]

What'd you have in mind, buddy?